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Snow Beast

Chapter seven

Sam tried to run towards Dean but the snow was deep and the creature was on him immediately. It grabbed the back of his snowsuit and tossed him into the trees. He landed hard but knew he had to keep moving. He could see Dean through the trees frantically trying to get the creature's attention on him but it wasn't working, all it wanted was him. The thing was blocking Sam's route to Dean so he had no choice but to turn and head deeper into the woods trying to lead it away from his injured brother. He could hear Dean cursing behind him.

"Get away from him you bastard!" Dean shouted at the back of the creature who had its full attention on his brother. He took out his gun but wasn't sure whether to fire or not. He knew he couldn't kill the thing, not unless it was in the ring of fire and was hit in the heart, and he also knew if he only injured it it would become more enraged. He fired the gun into the air hoping it would at least scare the creature temporarily and give Sam time to put distance between himself and it. It worked; the thing stopped and turned around looking at him. But it didn't last long, a few seconds later the creature began following Sam again but at a slower pace. Dean looked around for any spot where he could get the snowmobile into the woods and to Sam but there wasn't any. He did the only thing he could think of. He got off the snowmobile and followed the thing into the woods. He had plenty of bullets and maybe he could keep the thing away from Sam long enough for him to get away.

Sam was getting tired. The snow was deep and trying to run through it was exhausting him. He looked back over his shoulder and could see the thing off in the distance still following him. But he could also see Dean a short distance behind it. He was worried, if this thing doubled back Dean, who was closer to the creature then he was, wouldn't stand a chance. He knew somehow he had to make it back to his brother. At least together they might have a chance. He quickly glanced at his watch; it was already ten after eleven, they had just missed their only way out of the area. Now the only thing they could do was make their way to the lodge and hold up there until help arrived. He looked up at the sky through the thick trees; it had already starting to snow and according to the man back at the lodge if they had a white out they were doomed. He had heard of white outs before and knew when they occurred everything became white and you couldn't tell the horizon from the snow and couldn't see more then a few feet in front of you. Just when he felt like he couldn't run anymore he saw it, a suspension bridge hanging over a deep drop off. He wasn't even sure if it was safe to travel over it but they had no choice. He looked over his shoulder and could see Dean circling around the creature and getting closer to him.

"Dean! There's a bridge ahead! He won't be able to cross it; it's not strong enough to hold him!" Sam shouted as he pointed toward the bridge.

"Go for it!" Dean shouted back.

Sam made his way over to the bridge and waited till Dean was almost there then crossed over it. It was old and falling apart but he made it. Once on the other side he waited for his brother.

"Hurry Dean!" He shouted. "Come on hurry!" He could tell that Dean and the thing would get to the bridge about the same time. Sam stepped back onto the bridge and fired a bullet into a tree near the creature. It stopped for a few seconds giving Dean enough time to reach the bridge and run across it. Once he was safe on the other side they both collapsed at the end of the bridge trying to catch their breath.

The creature stopped at the bridge and threw its head back and screamed in rage. It took a few steps onto the bridge but was way too heavy for it and the bridge started to crack. It stepped back and stood there growling at them.

"That was close." Dean said as he began to breathe easier. "Look at the size of that thing."

"Dean we're in trouble…it's after eleven and we missed the only way of here. We're going to have to get back to that lodge and stay there till they send help."

"Well that won't be so bad. There's plenty of food and maybe we can set another trap for that thing."

"Well what do you think we should do, circle around and try to get back to the snowmobile, or head on down the mountain and hope we make it back to the lodge before the blizzard hits?"

"I think we better head on down the mountain. That thing knows we were on the snowmobile and might stay near it waiting for us to return."

"Well we better get moving….we don't want to be caught out here in the blizzard."

An hour later

The snow had been falling steadily for the last hour and they were both exhausted.

Finally Dean spotted the lodge off in the distance.

"We're almost home Sammy boy." He smiled over at his brother.

"How're you feeling?" Sam could tell that yesterday's attack was starting to get to Dean when he saw him wrap his arm protectively across his stomach.

"I'm fine. Right now all I want is a hot shower and a cold beer."

"Yeah, me too."

Sam had just smiled back at him when Dean heard a loud snap and watched in horror as Sam went down screaming in agony as he grabbed his leg. A bear trap, its sharp pointed edges digging deep into his flesh, was wrapped around his brother's leg.

TBC