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The Winged Curse
Chapter Four
The trip back to the cavern in the car was uncomfortable for Dean to say the least. Leaning back against the seat put too much pressure on his wings so he had to lean forward for the entire trip. It was such a relief when they arrived and he was able to get out and stretch his wings. He blinked his eyes at the brightness of the sun and began flapping them experimentally. He used soft gentle strokes that nearly lifted him off the ground. "Cool," he muttered to himself.
Sam opened the weapons trunk and pulled out the same weapons they'd used the previous day, but this time he grabbed a few extra loaded clips for each gun. "Hey," he called to Dean and glanced at him. His brother seemed to be preoccupied with his wings. He had them fully extended and was flapping them gently. Sam was surprised to see his brother rise slightly off the ground. "Whoa," he exclaimed.
Dean glanced up at Sam. "They work," he said.
Sam made eye contact with Dean for the first time since they'd left the motel. "Dean," he exclaimed at the sight. "Your eyes they're… different."
"What are you talking about?" Dean asked.
"Dude, they're red," he replied.
"Yeah well, I didn't get much sleep last night remember."
"No, Dean," Sam replied. "I mean they're red… completely red."
Dean bent down and looked at his reflection in the Impala's mirror. "No," he said. "That's just not going to work for me." He stood up and told his brother, "Let's go waste this nasty bitch before I start to grow hair in places I don't want to." Dean reached into the car grabbed his sunglasses and put them on.
Sam tossed his brother a pair of guns, some extra clips and a flashlight then grabbed his own. He closed the trunk and followed his brother up the trail towards the cave where they'd last seen the creature.
The entered the cave cautiously, flashlights searching the cavern for the creatures they'd encountered the night before. They found the offspring much further into the large cave then they did on their last visit. "Damn," Dean said when he spotted the small creatures. "I was hoping to take out mamma first and work on the kennel club once she was out of the way."
"Hey," Sam replied as the small creatures began circling them. "Look on the bright side. Once we start wasting these little creeps I'll bet she comes soaring to the rescue."
"Good point," Dean said. "We'll need to keep an eye on the sky. Let's get this party started shall we?"
Dean opened the fight by taking out the creature directly in front of him with one shot right between the eyes. The sound of the shot reverberated through the cavern and was quickly followed by more shots as he and Sam systematically began picking off the small creatures.
Within seconds pandemonium reined as the creatures attacked. The sound of the shots was interspersed with the cries and screams of the creatures as they leapt at the bothers and were destroyed. "Sammy," Dean shouted. "I don't think these beastie babies can fly!"
Sam ducked and pushed his brother out of the way as one of them leapt high getting in past their guard. "Yeah, but they can jump pretty good," he shouted back as he shot the thing in the head.
The smell of burnt gunpowder was thick in the air and dead and dying creatures were stacking up around them. One of the creatures sprang right at Dean. He raised and fired his weapon in one fluid motion and expended his last bullet. Reaching into his pocket with the hand that held the flashlight he pulled out a new clip. Pressing the clip release button on the gun with the other hand he dropped the empty clip and replaced it with a new clip without missing a beat.
Two of them came at Sam at the same time and he polished off the first one with a quick precision shot that left his gun empty. He didn't have time to get the spare clip out before the second one slammed into his chest taking him down to the ground. The creatures were small standing no more then three feet tall but they powerful and Sam hit the ground hard knocking the gun from his hand. Using his flashlight he smashed the thing on the side of the head with all the power he could muster sending it sailing away from him.
Dean saw his brother go down and was about to go to his aid when he heard the mother beast scream as she surged into the cavern above them. Dean altered his aim and began shooting at the swiftly flying creature. His shots beat a tattoo on the ceiling as he missed the thing by mere inches but moved steadily closer with each shot.
Sam rolled in the opposite direction of the creature he had just knocked off his chest and heaved to his feet once again. He pulled out his second gun and covered both his brother and himself as Dean tried to take out the mother. Shot after shot rang out and the number of small creatures attacking them dwindled.
Dean's gun emptied again and he reached for his already loaded spare. The creature swung around and dove straight at the boys and just as Dean pulled the gun out the mother creature crashed into him sending him careening away from Sam and knocking the weapon out of his hand.
Sam aimed carefully at the final beast baby and pulled the trigger ending its existence with his last bullet. He turned to where his brother had been knocked to the ground and shouted, "That takes care of the beanie babies but where the hell did momma go?"
Suddenly Dean's wings popped open and with a strong downward sweep of his large powerful wings he leapt over his surprised brother and smashed head on into the adult as she tried to take out his brother.
They fell heavily to the ground and Dean screamed in agony as his left wing broke on impact. The female, having much more experience at fighting while in flight, had wisely furled her wings as they hit the ground. She landed on top of Dean her teeth bared as she growled fiercely at the injured hunter.
Sam, his gun empty, ran at the creature perched atop his brother barreling into it and knocking it off him. He tumbled away with the creature using their combined momentum to drag it as far from his brother as possible. As they ground to halt several yards away from Dean and Sam rolled away from it. As he got to his feet he spotted the gun his brother had dropped. He was about to pick it up and finish the bitch for good when the beast snapped its wing out catching Sam in the chest. HE was sent sailing across the cavern and slammed into the far wall with such force it knocked him out cold on impact.
When he woke bleeding and hurt he was alone both the beast and Dean were gone.
A/N I know how much you all love cliff hangers but I couldn't resist! Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks bunches and please review too!
