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The Sacrifice
Chapter ten
Dean watched as the bullet hit the idol and knocked it off of Sam's stomach. But he could tell that he also had taken a hunk of flesh out of his brother's stomach as well and he could see blood bubbling from the wound and running down Sam's side. He quickly looked around the floor trying to see where the idol had landed but couldn't see it anywhere. He heard angry shouts and could tell he had really pissed off the cult, they were furious with him for disrupting the ceremony. But right now all he cared about was Sam.
"Sam! Sam you okay?"
At first Sam didn't move but then Dean saw his hand move slightly and he weakly raised his thumb. Dean laughed in relief.
"That's my Bro!" He knew it must have taken a lot of effort for him just to make that gesture.
Dean also knew he had to free himself somehow and get Sam to the hospital. He still had drugs in his system which were still partially paralyzing his body. Dean struggled to free his other hand but there was little he could do without putting the gun down and he didn't want to do that. He could see some of the group begin to slowly approach him but stopped when he held up the gun.
"Well I guess we have a Mexican standoff." He knew, and they knew, he couldn't get free but they also knew he wouldn't hesitate to shoot them if they came near him or his brother. Dean's eyes scanned the room. Where the hell is that thing? If it was a demon, he knew he hadn't killed it, not with a bullet. He knew it would take more then that.
The doctor took a few steps closer.
"We will cut you down and our God will let you live if you leave this town and not come back."
"What about my brother?"
"Your brother is already marked for sacrifice. He will have to stay."
"Then count me out buddy, I'm not going anywhere without him."
"Then you will both certainly die."
"If that's the case then I'm going to take as many of you sorry asses with me." Dean held up his gun and pointed it back and forth between the cult members. "Who wants to go first?" Their dad had designed the gun and he knew it held twenty five bullets. While on a hunt they often didn't have time to reload so his dad had made a special barrel for their guns which held more then the normal amount of bullets. He knew he had already fired two shots so he had twenty three shots left, more then enough to kill the entire cult if he had to.
"You had thought your brother was dead and had already mourned him. We will let you live and leave and you can forget that this ever happened. I will see that his body is sent to you when we're finished with it as I promised."
"My brother's alive and he's staying that way." Dean couldn't believe this man was trying to get him to turn his back on his brother and just walk away.
"His blood has already fed our Master, your brother belongs to Him now and once he dies, he will be his forever."
"My brother isn't dying anytime soon. Now you on the other hand…."
"You are a foolish man. There is no way out of here unless we allow it. But He is giving you a way out if you will take it. Your brother will die regardless of whether you leave or not so you are a fool if you don't…Your death will have no meaning for us."
Dean could see that a few of the men were trying to inch their way closer to Sam.
"Get away from him!" He fired a bullet into the air. Okay, he thought to himself that makes twenty two bullets he had left, still enough to take them all out but he knew he had to be careful and not let them trick him into using more. He looked back over at Sam and it was then he saw it. The tiny creature had somehow gotten back up on the table and was standing next to Sam's head, its sword positioned at his temple. Dean pointed his gun at it but knew this time he couldn't take the chance on firing, this time there was no doubt he would hit Sam. He saw Sam close his eyes as two tears ran down his cheek. Sam could hear the doctor make Dean the offer and he hoped he would take it, but he knew his brother wouldn't leave him and now they both would die.
The doctor smiled and walked closer to Dean.
"Now give me the gun or your brother's dead."
"If my brother dies, you die." Dean pointed the gun at the doctor.
"If you kill me ten more will take my place to serve Him."
The demon slowly pressed it's blade against Sam's temple. Dean could see his brother's body tense as the tiny blade popped through his skin and a small drop of blood formed on the side of his head. The demon then leaned over and began feeding off the blood.
"Let him alone you bastard!" Dean turned the gun toward the creature. As soon as he did he knew he was in trouble. Before he could react one of the men standing near him lashed out with a cane sending the gun flying from his hand. "Son of a bitch!" He yelled as he shook his hand, pissed off at himself for letting his guard down.
The doctor smiled up at him as he leaned down and picked up the gun and handed it to another man.
"Secure him." The doctor ordered and two men came over and retied Dean's hand. The doctor then walked over and stood in front of him. "Maybe we should let you join us. All you need to do is drink of your brother's blood of your own free will and He will let you live and be one with us."
"Up yours!" Dean said glaring at the man.
"I wish you would reconsider. Your death will be meaningless….it will serve no one. Contrary to what you might think we don't go around killing people, only those who are to be sacrificed."
"Then why my brother?"
"Your brother picked up the idol cutting his finger on it which sealed his fate. He who is all knowing chose him to be sacrificed for the good of all. It is a great honor and your brother's death will make us all stronger." The doctor leaned closer. "But you don't have to die."
"Why are you giving me an option?"
"Our Master did not pick you and your death will only take away from the true sacrifice. Like I said we don't go around killing people at random only when we need a sacrifice and it is He who picks the person not us. Your death will mean nothing. You should be honored that He is giving you a chance to join us."
"Go to hell."
"There is still one way your life might be spared. Your brother needs to willingly offer himself up as a sacrifice."
"No, no way."
"It is not your decision it is your brother's. A willing sacrifice is much more powerful then one who isn't ….and his dying will save your life."
"You bastard!" Dean shouted as he watched the doctor walk over to Sam. He gently picked up the idol and moved it back to Sam's stomach. He then poured a small bottle of blue liquid into Sam's mouth. A short time later Sam moaned and moved his head slightly, the feeling in his body slowly coming back.
"I know you could hear everything that was being said. You now have a choice to make, willingly sacrificing yourself for your brother….or you both die. What do you choose?
TBC
