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Title: Fight For Survival

Chapter Title: Chapter Three

Set After: Future Consequences

Summary: Sequel to Future Consequences. Everyone knows Sam's dreams come true one way or another. But this time he had a dream about his own death, and Dean's determined to keep it from happening.

Warnings: umm... mentions of adult content.

"Tell us everything you know," Dean said, sitting down in a chair. Anna sat on his bed, and Sam sat on his own. Anna took in a few shaky breaths, looking hesitant.

"Take you time," Sam said softly.

Anna nodded, and took in another shaky breath. "Well, me and my friend Marcus were camping out outside his house, right? We were celebrating New Year's. It was our last New Year's before he had to leave; We're both freshman and college, and he realized a couple months ago that it wasn't the right college for him, so he's planning to transfer over the summer. Anyway, suddenly this figure appeared outside our tent; we figured it was his older brother trying to scare us, you know? That's what they do; try to scare their little brothers and their friends shitless. So Marcus stepped outside the tent to confront him, and suddenly he's screaming. So, naturally, I started freaking out, and quickly closed the tent... but it slashed through it with these nails that were a long as my car door... It already had a hold on Marcus, and then it grabbed me...

"I passed out, and the next thing I know I'm in a dark warehouse type place. Though it wasn't really; it looked like a mix between a warehouse and a cave... It was horrible there... There were so many other people my age down there... ranging from sixteen to twenty... It was like he was playing a game with us, you know? He let us socialize and he fed us and kept us safe... but then he also beat us, and raped us and did all these other horrible things to us... it was like a game to him..."

At this point Anna broke down and started sobbing. Sam quickly sat down next to her and pulled her close. He looked up at Dean, who sighed silently; they were up against something big here.

"Do you know what it was?" Dean asked quietly.

Anna nodded, sobs still escaping her. "I heard the others talking about it... It's some sort of demon!" She continued with her sobbing, and Sam held her close still.

"How did you get out?" Dean asked, walking over to Sam's bed and sitting down.

Anna took a few moments to regain her composure. The brothers were patient as she got her sobs under control. Anna took some shaky breaths in, her voice still full of tears. "I barely remember," she said, shaking her head. "Marcus had found a hole in the wall one night while we were supposed to be asleep... he knew that it was too small for him, but he thought I could fit through it... so I tried, and it worked... I ended up in the sewage system, and ran as fast as I could... I knew it would be looking for me eventually... I climbed out onto the street and headed for Marcus' house, to find his brother so he could help... that's when I ran into you, Dean."

Dean nodded. "Would you be able to tell us where in the sewers this hole is?"

Anna nodded. "I think so."

Dean nodded. "Alright, cool." He stood up. "Did it seem like it had any weakness?"

"It wouldn't touch silver," Anna said, her hand touching her neck softly. "I had a silver necklace on and it touched it one time when it was trying to..." Anna was silent for a moment, and another sob escaped her; Sam started rubbing her back. "Well... it freaked out for some reason, and ordered me to take it off."

"What about this claws? Did that pose a problem?" Dean asked, remembering to remember all this.

Sam shook his head. "No. He can call upon the claws whenever he feels like it."

Dean looked surprised for a moment, then looked over at Anna, who nodded, confirming what Sam had said. "Hey, Anna, would you be okay in here by yourself for a few minutes?" When Anna nodded, Dean stood up and grabbed Sam, dragging him out the door.

"What?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrows and Dean dragged him away from the room.

"How did you know that?" Dean asked, crossing his arms.

"Lucky guess?" Sam smiled slightly, shrugging.

"Bullshit. Tell me," Dean said, the look on his face telling Sam he wasn't going to back down.

Sam sighed, shaking his head. He looked down at the ground for a moment, then back up at Dean. "It captured Jess once. I tried to save her and ended up getting caught myself. No big deal."

"But, Sam, that demon rapes people. Molests them, beats them... makes them feel so much pain that they're begging for mercy while practically bleeding to death."

Sam nodded. "Yeah, I know." He chucked slightly, nodding again. "Believe me, I know."

Dean sighed, then looked down the hallway. "What did it do to you?" He couldn't will himself to look at his brother. Not when he knew something like that happened to him.

"Dean, it's not a big deal," Sam said, shrugging. He started down the hall, and Dean grabbed him arm, pulling him back.

"Sam, what did it do to you?" Dean asked, his voice still forceful, yet gentle at the same time.

Sam sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. He shrugged. "Basically everything you just named off. Everything he does to everyone. Raping them, molesting them, beating them, whipping them..."

"Sam --"

"Dean, that was a long time ago. I really don't want to go into it," Sam said, staring down the hall. This time, when Dean grabbed his arm he pulled away. He opened the door and smiled at Anna.

Anna smiled back at Sam and stood up. "Are you guys going to go after it?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah, we are. Thanks for your help."

"I want to come," Anna said immediately as Dean walked in the room.

"What? You can't. It's too dangerous," Dean said, almost laughing.

"I want to help Marcus. I can't let him die down there. He helped me escape, Dean. I can't just let him rot," Anna said, walking over to him. "He's my best friend."

Dean sighed, shaking his head. "You can't come. I promise you we'll get your friend, Anna, but you can't come with us."

"I'd be a burden, that's what you're saying," Anna said, crossing her arms. "You're saying I can't hold my own. Well, guess what, pretty boy? I can. My dad is a boxer, and I grew up around that. Trust me, I can take care of myself."

Dean sighed and looked over at Sam. Sam shook his head, looking back at Anna. "Anna, I've been down there. I know what it does; I don't want to chance it, alright? I don't want to chance us failing and you getting stuck down there again."

"Look, boys, you're really sweet, but --"

"No," Sam said, shaking his head. "I know it treats men and women differently; I saw it. I saw it do whatever it could to my girlfriend, and I couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. I won't let that happen to you."

Anna was a little surprised. She chuckled slightly, trying to make light of the conversation. "Sam, you don't even know me."

"Well, you look a lot like her," Sam said quietly. He looked down at the floor for a moment before looking back at Anna. "Please?"

"You know, you're wrong," Anna said, ignoring Sam's plea.

"About?" Dean asked, raising his eyebrows.

Anna looked over at Dean. "He doesn't treat women worse than men; it treats men worse than women... it just makes the women watch." She looked back at Sam, then nodded. "Alright. I'll stay. But I won't be happy about it."

Sam nodded, smiling slightly. "Well, at least you're staying."

"Sam," Dean said quickly, looking past his brother and the girl. He grabbed his gun quickly.

Sam turned around, his eyes going wide at what he saw.

Haley: I promise you'll have Sam and Dean at the end of chapter four! I PROMISE! ducks from oncoming tomatoes