I have to tell you, things just don't look to good for the brothers does it. Here is the next chapter. I wonder what will happen next. Will they make it out alive. I'll post the next chapter soon.
Chapter 6
Sam and Dean looked at Papa Theodore and backed up. They turned to run the other way but two men were coming at them from that direction. The hunters were trapped. There was nowhere for them to go.
"Man, you people just come out of the woodwork don't you," said Dean. He looked from one to the other. There was nothing for them to do. They couldn't fight their way out, not with Sam in the shape he was in, but it seemed worth a try. Dean threw an angry punch at one of the men standing behind them, who quickly took him down, pulling his arm behind his back. Sam looked shocked at his brother's display. He tried to assist but Papa Theodore caught his eye. Sam got light headed and started to waiver under Papa's glare. "Sam," screamed Dean as he began to go down. He broke the hold of the goon, and Papa indicated to let Dean free. "No Sammy. Stand up." Dean followed him to the ground. He looked at his brother's face, but something was wrong. He acted like he didn't hear him. "No! Not again Sam!" He recognized what this was and it scared him.
The young hunter looked at Papa Theodore and spit fire at him. "What the hell are you doing to him? Leave him alone." The priest didn't say anything to Dean, but turned his attention to Sam. "Come," he said, offering a hand to the man. Sam continued to stare at Papa Theodore. "You will obey me," Papa Theodore said to Sam. "Come!"
Dean looked on in horror as his brother stared off into space. He could see he was giving in. "Sam! Please," yelled Dean, but Sam got up from the ground and made his way over to Papa Theodore's side. "Don't listen to him!" Dean didn't know if Sam was pretending again. He hoped it was a put on, for both their sakes. "Leave him alone." Dean sprang up and made his way to Papa Theodore. Before he was able to get close, an arm was around him again. Dean looked panicked. He was afraid that if Sam fell under Papa's spell again, he would not get his brother back.
Papa Theodore laughed at Dean's efforts. "I told you, your brother belongs to me! Did you really think that he was ok? Did you really believe that I would just let him go?" He stroked the side of Sam's face.
Dean knew that things were looking pretty grim. Maybe at least one of them could make it out. "Look," began Dean, struggling in the hold around his neck, "let him go! I'm the one you want." Dean pleaded with Papa Theodore for his brother's life. "Please, let my brother go. Sam didn't do anything." Dean was almost frantic, praying the man would listen to reason. "He was in college when I was here the first time. Take me! Leave my brother alone!"
The priest was amazed at the willingness of sacrifice between these two brothers. "Why would I do that?" asked Papa Theodore smugly, "I already have you!" He turned to Sam again who was standing by his side. "He has to be sacrificed Sam" the man indicated in Dean's direction. "The master demands it."
Sam looked at Dean. "Yes, Papa Theodore. I will obey!" He picked up the syringe from the ground and walked over to his brother. Dean couldn't believe this was happening. There was nowhere for him to go and no way out for his brother. How could this have happened again?
Dean went back to what he knew best, yelling. "Sam! Listen to me! Don't do this! It's me! It's Dean." He looked at his brother who was undoubtedly not faking this time. Dean struggled against the grip of the man. "NO! Sam!" The other man who accompanied Papa Theodore arrived beside Dean. They called themselves the "the gatekeeper and the executioner." Each held Dean who continued to fight against the goons. They waited for Sam's approach.
Sam walked over to Dean, syringe in hand, not knowing who he was. Dean shouted again, trying to get his attention. "Sam! Sammy, please. Don't!' It was at that moment that he knew that Sam was not faking as he inserted the needle into Dean's arm and emptied its contents into his veins. "Sam," said Dean as he sank to the ground. The drug was faster than he had anticipated. Dean couldn't move. It was the same drug that Frank had been giving Sam to keep him out of trouble.
Sam snapped out of his trance and looked at his brother, shaking his head of cobwebs. He looked down at the syringe he held in his hand. "Oh God! Dean," he said dropping the needle with a clang on the ground. Dean had a look of betrayal on his face, which Sam felt go right through him. Sam looked at Papa Theodore with hatred. "I'll kill you," he cried as he lunged at Papa. The priest was shocked as his bodyguards swiftly stopped the young hunter. He didn't give the order for Sam to wake up. He recovered quickly "You will obey me Sam!"
"No, never again!" replied Sam turning his attention to his brother.
"YOU WILL OBEY ME!" shouted Papa Theodore in anger and rage. Even the heavy weights stepped back from the priest. This boy will pay dearly for defying me!
"Go to hell!" said Sam as he knelt by his brother. "Dean, I'm sorry! Are you ok?"
"I can't move Sam." said Dean, trying to be strong for his guilt ridden brother. They'd have to talk about this one, again, if they made it out alive.
Sam started to help Dean, but the two men grabbed him, dragging him away at Papa's request. "Let me go," he shouted but couldn't get away.
"Bring them," he commanded to his men. He then turned his attention to the young hunters. "It doesn't matter Sam. In three hours you and your brother will be sacrificed to the Master. He demands it"
"You can tell the Master that he can go to hell to!" shouted Sam attempting to get back to Dean.
Papa Theodore, in another rare moment of rage, got in Sam's face. "You and your brother first" He instructed the men to put them back in the cell. They had released Sam and carried Dean to the cell, throwing them both in. "Three hours!" said Papa Theodore as the door to the cell shut closed. "The Master will have his sacrifice."
