Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

A/N: I'm sorry the chapters are short, but I promise to update more frequently, if that's any consolation.

The Powers Around Us

Chapter Four

Dean looked skeptically at the building in front of him. It actually wasn't so much of a building as it was a rundown shack. This thing contained a door that would lead him to someone who could help his little brother?

He shook his head. He couldn't believe that he was listening to what that Amanda girl had told him. Magic School? What the hell was that? He had seen a lot in his day, but this was taking things a little too far. However, the truth was that Sammy had been taken, and he had no idea who took him or where they went, other than Amanda's vague answer of the 'Underworld.'

Sighing, he approached the entrance cautiously. He opened the door and stepped carefully inside. He took a few steps in, keeping the door open. He looked around, searching for some sign that would lead him to this 'magic' door.

Suddenly, the door behind him was slammed shut and a voice cut through the air. "Who are you? Why have you come here?"

Dean, not to be intimidated, demanded in return, "Why are you? And why the hell are you questioning me?"

Lights unexpectedly ignited around him. He blinked a few times and was able to make out the figure before him. She wasn't a very imposing figure. By the looks of it, she was in her mid-forties, but Dean could tell that she wasn't one to cross. She looked somewhat amused at his actions.

"Why am I questioning you? Could it be that you are trying to gain entrance into Magic School and haven't given me the reason as to why?" she asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, why do you care?" Dean shot back at her, not caring who the hell she was, just that she was trying to keep her from getting where he needed to go to help Sam.

"No need to get hostile," she replied coolly. "Magic School is under the protection of my family. Obviously you aren't evil nor are you non-magical, otherwise you wouldn't be able to be here. Now just tell me what your intentions are."

"How did you know I was here?" Dean asked suspiciously.

"You triggered a magical alarm that alerted us that someone had entered. Now, are you going to tell me or not?" she asked, annoyed.

Not knowing what else to do, he sighed wearily. "I'm here to find help. My brother was taken to the Underworld and I need help to get him back."

OoooOoooOoooO

Wyatt sat waiting in his father's office. He knew he couldn't keep Chris's disappearance from his family, but he didn't know how to break it to them, especially his parents. In the end, he decided that it was best to tell Leo first. Maybe he was choosing the easy way, but he didn't think he could bear to see the look on his mother's face, not that his father wouldn't be equally crushed.

Tears slowly began to leak from his eyes as he thought about what his little brother must be going through. He had gone to the Underworld in hopes of maybe being able to find some leads on who had taken him, but he had come up with nothing. As much as he searched, the Underworld was just too big of a place.

Leo walked in and was surprised to see his eldest waiting for him. Even more surprising was the face that he was crying. "Wyatt?"

"Dad," he choked out. "It's Chris."

The color drained from Leo's face. "What happened?

"He was taken. I found this where outside the restaurant," he said, holding up the dart shakily. "I analyzed what was on it. It's a power suppressor, a long acting one at that. There was enough on there to knock me out. That means Chris is in the hands of some demon and completely powerless." At that thought, he broke down completely.

"Don't worry, son," Leo comforted, wrapping his arms around him. "We'll find him." 'I hope.'

OoooOoooOoooO

Sam peered through the darkness at his fellow captive. He was starting to worry about what had been done to him. He, Sam, had been taken before him, and the demons had brought this man in unconscious a few hours afterwards. Before Sam could wonder if the dude was alive or not, a groan echoed through the cell.

"Where am I?" the previously unconscious man asked.

"I was kind of hoping you would have that answer," Sam replied, obviously startling the other.

He pulled weakly at the chains holding him to the wall and sighed. "What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know, but I definitely don't like it. I'm Sam, by the way."

"Chris. How long have I been out?"

"Quite a while. I couldn't tell you exactly how long, my internal clock is all screwed up right now."

"Yeah, probably comes from sitting in the dark for hours on end."

The door to their cell suddenly banged open. "Ah, good, you're awake. Now the fun can begin."

OoooOoooOoooO

"So how did your brother get taken to the Underworld?" the woman who had introduced herself as Paige asked as they walked down the halls of Magic School.

Dean sighed, thinking back to the moment when Sam had been taken from him. "We were on a hunt."

"What kind of hunt?" she interrupted.

"A supernatural hunt, that's what me and my brother do. We hunt down spirits and creatures and demons and stuff like that. Anyway, we had gone to check out the death of this girl that had disappeared a couple of days ago. Coronary report says she died of dehydration and starvation. We went to see a friend of hers, who informed us that she was a witch with a mild telepathic Talent, whatever the hell that means. Then this ugly demon showed up and snatched Sam right from under my nose," Dean said in a shaky voice. "When I get a hold of that thing, I'm gonna— "

"You're going to need some help. This is a whole different level of evil that you're dealing with," she said cryptically as they passed under a large archway that led to a library. "Do my eyes deceive me or is Mr. All-Powerful actually consulting a book?" she quipped as she spotted a young man with blonde hair flipping anxiously through the pages of a massive tome. "Where's your coconspirator?"

"Chris was taken, Aunt Paige," he replied distractedly.

"What? Taken?" Her smile faded instantly from her face. For the moment, Dean was forgotten. "Does Piper know yet?"

"Dad's breaking the news to her right now."

"Do you have any idea who took him?"

"We checked with the Elders. They think this may be connected to a string of disappearances of physic-powered individuals."

"Then your guy being taken could be connected to my brother being taken," Dean said, making the other man aware of his presence.

"And you are?" he said, eying him in confusion.

"Dean Winchestor," he replied, holding his hand out.

"Wyatt Halliwell," he said, taking the hand and shaking it. "Do you have any idea what we're up against?"

"Not really, but you hunt as long as I have and you learn to be ready for anything."

Wyatt smirked. "Well, maybe together, we can find both our brothers."

Tbc…

Alright, don't complain about the length. This is long for me.