Strike Three...

Summary: Sam is having trouble dealing with the powers that were bestowed on him. Dean tries to help, but seems to be hurting Sam more than helping him. Finally Sam has enough of Dean's shit, and takes off to clear his head. Little does he know that what dad always taught him, should have come in handy, he should have paid attention to what goes bump in the night.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, Jensen Ackles, or Jared Padelecki... Nor do I own Rafael De La Cruz or Colby Jansen, or Carpathians, they belong to Christine Feehan... I own the plot, but I make no money on this story, only pleasure in my sadistic ways.

Warning: There is violence, and a lot of foul language, also in some chapters there is self harm... If you do not like, please don't read! For those who can handle this story, please review and tell me what you think.


Chapter 9: Thou Art My Enemy

Sam struggled to hold in the power and emotions that were trying to overwhelm him. The air crackled around him and everyone in the room took an unconscious step away from him except Colby and Rafael. Even Gavin seemed to be a little off balance at seeing the youngest Winchester so powerful; but he knew that the guilt in the man's soul was still strong and knew that if he could just lure him a bit further, out the door; he would win.

Rafael could hear the man's thoughts and tried to get to Sam and help him, but Sam didn't hear him, and there seemed to be a shield around him. He watched helplessly at the man standing in the doorway transformed into a werewolf; and the anger in Sam's soul and mind burned brighter. Rafael could see that Sam couldn't hear anyone around him, his focus was on Gavin, and Gavin only, not letting anything else distract him.


Sam's anger grew when he saw the man transform and then a grin came over his now wolf like features. He lunged at the werewolf, and his shoulder connected with the creatures midsection; the momentum carrying both of them through the door. Sam pulled back his fist and the thing that had killed the man who had saved him; the thing that had killed many people before that, and was going to kill him and his family if he didn't stop it first.

Gavin clawed at Sam's shoulder, and rolled them over so that he was on top. He pulled the both up until they were standing, and traded blows with Sam; both trying to gain the upper hand. Gavin was fighting for his life and a meal; while Sam was fighting for his life and his family. Sam pulled up his leg and kicked Gavin in the thigh, trying to take him down. He never noticed the creatures that surrounded them both.

When Gavin saw that the vampires were surrounding them, and that they outnumbered the Winchesters and their friends, he smirked. He clawed at Sam's throat, leaving three deep cuts, oozing blood; and shoved Sam into the waiting arms of two vampires. Sam struggled to get away from the vile once dead creatures that held him; kicking out, and trying to pull his arms from their grasp; but they held him steady. A third vampire came up behind him and put its arms around Sam's neck and chest to keep him still, but still Sam struggled; especially when he saw Gavin walking toward him a malicious smile on the transforming man's face.


Dean, John, Colby and Rafael followed Sam and Gavin as he pushed them both out of the doorway. They watched Sam fight, knowing that he had to do this for himself; knowing that he had to win on his own and prove to himself that he could. When the vampires started to surround the two fighting figures, all four of them had gone into fighting mode, and they ended up splitting into groups of two. John and Rafael fought on the left side, while Dean and Colby took the vampires on the right. Dean needed Colby to incinerate the blackened hearts of the vampires, just like John needed Rafael to do the same for him.

Dean saw Sam get his neck slashed open, and fought that much harder to get to him. He tore out the heart of a vampire and saw Colby doing the same; and she called for lightning to incinerate the writhing hearts. He led two of the vampires to his car, praying that the flare gun was still on the front seat, and saw Colby incinerate another heart. He kicked the two vampires, landing a solid hit to each of their heads, and saw what he was looking for on the front seat.

Dean reached through the open window and grabbed the flare gun and open the glove compartment getting another flare. The vampires both got to their feet and Dean snarled at them, goading them into coming closer to him. When they walked closer, Dean lit the flare, and brought the gun up. He pulled the trigger and shot one of the vampires, lighting up its whole chest not just its heart; and then he shoved the lit flare into the other vampire's chest, right into the heart and was rewarded with a piercing screech.

Dean looked up to see Colby had just killed another vampire and that there was only about five of them left between his father, Colby, Rafael and himself. He also saw that there were three vampires holding a struggling Sam, and that Gavin was headed toward his baby brother, probably looking for his next meal. Dean knew that he had to get to Sam and quick, or his little brother wasn't going to make it out of this fight alive.


Sam struggled harder as Gavin drew nearer and the vampires tightened their grip on him. 'I wonder how he got vampires to work with him.' Sam thought, but didn't voice the thought, as he had wanted to. The arm around his neck got painfully tighter and Sam was having trouble drawing in steady breaths. He could see Dean, Colby, Rafael, and his father fighting hard, and was glad to see that there was only five vampires left other than the ones that were holding him.

Rough, calloused, and cold hands were placed on each side of his head, thumbs under his eyes, and he looked up into the feral intensity that filled the eyes of Gavin. He felt power spiking into his head and it felt as if spears were being driven into his mind; followed closely by flashing images, and a simple mantra.

'It's your fault, you killed them! Your FAULT!'

His mother was burning on the ceiling, her unseeing eyes boring into his own.

The drops of blood splashing onto his forehead, and another pair of unseeing eyes, as Jessica bled in the flames on his ceiling.

'Your fault!'

Lucas being mauled in his hospital room, his screams and convulsions filling the room, as Gavin looked down at him smirking.

'All your fault!'


Dean killed the last vampire and watched in horror as Gavin placed his hands on Sam's head. A piercing scream left Sam's mouth and filled the night air; so loud and pain filled, it tore at Dean's heart. He started to run toward Sam, feeling Rafael, Colby and his father do the same. Another scream was ripped from Sam, and Dean saw his brother start to convulse in the arms of the vampires that held him.

Dean stopped dead in his tracks at the next thing that happened. A white light started to form at Sam's forehead, and slowly grew bigger. It grew, engulfing Sam; and then Gavin and the vampires. The vampires burst and turned into nothing but ashes as soon as the light fully engulfed them. Gavin was thrown back and as he started to fall, the flagpole embedded itself into his back; killing the guilt demonic werewolf instantly.

But to Dean's horror the light didn't stop, it just kept getting bigger, forming a blast that swept through the whole town. It knocked the group to the ground, but didn't harm them, just knocking the wind out of them. Dean got up and ran to his brother when the light was gone, but Sam fell to the ground.

Sam drew his knees to his chest and started to rock back and forth. He stared straight ahead at nothing, his vision unseeing except for the images that filled his mind. Dean knelt next to him, and realized that Sam was saying something, though he didn't respond to anything. Dean got closer and heard the two words that Sam repeated over and over.

"My fault..."


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Ana