Cat and Mouse

Note From the Author: Heya readers I'm so glad you guys enjoy the story!

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Ghostwriter:This one is short but so much worse than the last...

Chapter 6

"Come on!" Sam called his brother's phone for the hundredth time. "Pick up the phone Dean!" No answer. He hung up in frustration. Talia had left and he followed, disobeying her request.

With desperate hop, Sam dialed his dad's number, and the usual usual answering machine filled his ears. Angrily, he yelled into to the phone. "Why don't you ever pick up dad!" Then he threw it.

"Damn you Dean! Why do you always have to be a fucking hero!" Pain surged through his head. His mind exploded with a hazy scene of a dark forest.

Standing by the creek, blood dripping from her mouth and hand. A wicked smile crossed her face; her bright green eyes were lit up like a Christmas tree. On the ground lay Dean, Blood coming from carvings on his body…

"NO!" Sam yelled, coming back to reality. He reached below the seat of the car, pulling out a knife Dean always kept for "protection", though Sam always saw it as paranoia.

"Guess it's my turn to be the hero, huh?"

"Oh, come on Deaney boy, that can't be all the questions you have." She cooed, wrapping her arm around his neck, draping herself around his shoulders and back, pressing the knife gently against Dean's jugular.

"Nope." Dean answered clearing his throat, keeping his eyes cold and emotionless.

"Hmm, I'm running out of room to carve. What's your question?"

Dean looked at her.

"What time is it?" He asked, bracing himself for the knife to dig into his skin.

"Enjoying this a little too much, are we?" She asked licking the blade.

"No matter our chosen one has arrived." She announced, turning. The rest of the gang appeared, two holding Talia by an arm, she was not coming easy. Several times they grunted as she kicked.

"Welcome." Cat spread her arms wide. "The ceremony can now begin."

They set Talia before Dean. She eyed his cuts and struggled with hunger. She felt the power; all she had to do was drain him dead.

Cat noticed this behavior.

"Yes Talia, take what is yours." She urged putting her hands on Talia's shoulders, making her kneel. "Devour him and we can drain this town." She whispered in the girl's ear."Maria may have wanted nothing more than to prevent us from getting across. She was smart. but you can choose ourside and un do her damage."

"What about my family?" She asked tearing her eyes away from Dean.

"We are your family now."

Talia nodded turning to Dean, "Sorry babe." She whispered, leaning towards his neck.

"Don't I get a last request?" Talia pulled away, looking at him as if he had grown a second head.

"We don't have time for this?" She growled.

"They even give criminals a last request."

Talia looked to Cat, who rolled her eyes but nodded.

"What?" She asked. He whispered something in her ear and she slapped him.

"Okay, okay, just a kiss then." Talia looked to Cat again.

"Yes, you have to." The blonde sighed.

Dean smirked, "Sorry babe."

Talia glared and leaned forward until their lips met.For a brief moment they lingered there allowing his last moments to have something good.Then she lowered to his neck, sinking her teeth into his skin. Dean winced, and after a few minutes, he slumped.

Dead.

My editor(sister) killed me when she read this part however Maddie revived me and allowed me to help finish the story.