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Chap 6 – Harvest of sorrow:

Jackie had been standing there for the last ten minutes in silence, letting the words she'd just heard sink in. She observed the man carefully. He was young indeed, no more than 22. Sam's age. He kept his eyes on her, waiting for some reaction. At the moment she'd forgotten about everything. The place she was, Dean's kidnapping, the mysterious woman who hit the car some hours ago. The only thing she had in mind was the hope of not being alone, not anymore. She prayed in her mind, she prayed for that to be real and not just the way that demon had found to torture her, bringing back old memories, the memories she learned to leave behind. Could it be?

" My brother is dead. He died in his crib when he was a baby".

Jacqueline was too young to remember. Her older brother Mike was the one who had the courage to talk to her about it. Her mother refused to even begin a conversation about anything regarding that night. Mike described Daniel for her, always using lots of details, saying he was the most beautiful baby ever. He had light blue eyes, so light that you could see crystal waters from the sea inside them. Mike said that when Jackie approached Daniel's crib, they'd stare at each other for hours, like if they could somehow communicate without words. Jackie was amazed by how her brother's voice sounded gentle when he talked about his family, how he sounded proud for having Daniel as a brother and Jackie as sister.

Mike used to say, she'd grow up to be a strong woman, strong and beautiful, like the huntress from a book he used to read for her. She loved that book; she loved how the woman was brave.

Now, just like years ago, her brother was staring at her, figuring out what was passing through her mind. She was doing the same.

" Mom thought I died, but she only saw the fire burning furiously my crib, while I cried desperately, for the rescue that never came". His voice was bitter and angry.

" You're a demon". She tried to deny it, even though; she wanted so much, to run toward him and hug him tight.

" You're right Jackie. I'm no longer human, I have a dark spirit…but we are still bound by blood…and I'm still your baby brother". He approached her, she didn't back away. As he came closer she could see his features. He had her mother's hair and her father's chin; their skin had the same color.

" How can that be?" She needed answers, and she needed them right away.

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Sam had been waiting for his brother to wake up for hours. During that time he had analyzed the place they were. Stinky, moist dirty place. A freezing breeze would come and go every now and then; the mossy walls were covered with cracks. There was one single window where the light outside could slightly come through, not leaving the boys in a complete darkness. The door remained lock for all this time and Sam was actually thankful for that.

The floor was disgusting and rats passed by his feet from hour to hour, looking for some kind of possible leftover to feed. The drug was off by then and Dean had been mumbling some words for the last half hour. Sam hoped he'd wake up any time soon.

I wanna know what's he's dreaming Sam tried to amuse himself. Dean had been mumbling a few things he was able to understand, others he couldn't.

He noticed his brother's head moving, and his eyes opening and closing again, very slowly. The drug was beginning to ware off.

" Dean?" Sam called softly. Damn, his throat was dry. Probably a side effect of the drug. "Dean!" he tried again, his brother moaned to his calling. " Come on dude, wake up!"

" Jackie?" Dean said, still trying to get himself awake.

" Dean…wake up". Sam kept calling.

Little by little, Dean started to feel his body below his head again. That felt good. To be drugged sucked, you had no control of your senses anymore. A killing headache would follow, just like you're bound to have a hang over after drinking. Not all hang over are bad if you wake up with a chick next to you in the morning.

Dean heard his brother's voice calling his name. That's when he remembered, they had caught Sam too. Crap! Why did he have to remember that? Why couldn't the drug keep him asleep until all this mess was over?

" Sam" Dean said, finally with his eyes fully opened. He checked his hands but he knew they would not be free. He wished those were ropes. Again, he had nothing to pick on the freaking locks. " Shit, these people are ruining my fantasy with cuffs, every time I have them on I'm in trouble, and not the trouble I wanted to be in". Dean said remembering a little adventure he had not so long ago, involving cuffs and …well, that's an issue for other time.

" I'm glad you can think about your genitals in a time like this. But we have bigger issues to think about.

Dean looked like crap, Sam figured, he wasn't look so handsome himself.

" What happened?".

"Don't really know, we 're driving back to the motel when the psycho crazy bitch and Mike Tyson hit our car and pushed us off the road, they took Jackie someplace else".

" Well, they had a perfect timing to come after me too, the damn vision was freaking painful". Sam said as matter of factly.

" What was about?"

" It's all blurred, I can't remember. I just know it involved us…and Jackie".

" What else is new? I take it wasn't a party though". Dean knew Sam's visions were never good. Why couldn't the boy give him some good news for a change?

Before they had the chance to say anything else, a bright light was suddenly turned on, hurting the boy's eyes. A big guy came in followed by the mysterious woman who had an evil smile well placed on her lips. The guy came harshly toward Dean and removed the cuffs from his hands just to cuff them again as he pushed Dean out of the door. Dean protested being separated from Sam. He heard his little brother shouting his name angrily, screaming for them to leave Dean alone. Dean couldn't believe how strong the dude was, holding him in a firm grip, ignoring Dean's kicks and sarcastic comments about the 'nice' treatment. He wasn't worried about himself, but worried about Sam and Jackie. Dean also shouted Sam's name, as he saw another guy coming in and doing the same thing to Sam, and taking him to the other side of the corridor instead, to the opposite side where Dean was being dragged; the corridor was unusually long and narrow.

The whole place was disgusting and dirty. The boys were use to that though. Demons were not really demanding with places, especially if they had to choose a place for their prisoners, the worst, the better.

There was an odd thing about the place they were, something they just could realize as soon as they were brought out of the previous room. The corridor they were in was replete with mirrors, all kinds of mirrors; small, big, round, square…

The corridor had a poor light, which didn't stop the boys to notice with horror, an even weirder reality regarding the mirrors.

" What the fuck!" Dean screamed at the top of his voice, mixing his voice with the loud pleas echoing through the narrow space, as he was pushed fast through the gory and creepy corridor.

" Oh God!" He heard Sam's desperation. Sam fell on his knees with the loud sound bursting into his ears, louder than normal, sending a whirlwind of unknown images to his head, making him give in to unconsciousness.

" Sam!" Dean kept shouting as his brother's figure, lying on the floor, got distant from his sight. " Hurt my brother and I'll waste each one of you damn demons!" He threatened, and was answered with laughs, unconcerned laughs.

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" It's so simple Jackie". He said coming even closer to her, still, she remained on her spot, allowing him to approach her. " I was chosen, to be a lord, the lord of darkness, the master of the damned creatures, the ones forsaken within the cold night".

Jackie was speechless, as he was finally close to her, face to face. He took her hands and held them gently in his. " My soul has been replaced, taken from me while I still was crying inside that crib. A new one was given to me".

His hands were cold like ice and his eyes were hollow. Daniel no longer had the beautiful blue eyes he once possessed. He had no longer the soul that once made him human. But he was her little brother. Jackie take her hands away from his.

" You became the thing that killed our dad, the thing I've been fighting against all these years". She said letting some tears stream down her cheek as she took a step back.

" No Jackie, I'm just no longer a simpleton being, who has the courage to leave a baby to burn inside a crib!" He shouted. " The time to rule has come. Dark world against your world".

He took one more step and placed both his hands on Jackie's shoulders. " I'm your brother. Are you with me, or against me?"

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