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Fight or Die
Chapter three
They drug Sam over to the door of the shed. Then one of the men pounded on the door and told everyone to stand back while they pulled Sam inside then turned around and left. Dean ran to his brother's side and knelt down beside him.
"Sammy!" He immediately began checking out his injuries. He gently felt along his rib cage trying to make sure none were broken. When he got to the X that had been burnt into his brother's flesh he could feel the rage in him growing. Those bastards had marked his brother for death. Well he was going to be sure that didn't happen, he'd stop them…or die trying. After a few minutes Sam began to moan softly. "Sammy?"
"Dean…" Sam's eyelids fluttered then finally opened and he looked up into Dean's face and gave him a small smile. "Hey…it's good to see you. I saw you go down and I wasn't sure how bad they had hurt you."
Dean smiled.
"I got a hard head remember….How 'bout you? How are you feeling?" Dean knew Sam had to be in pain but also knew he would try to hide it from him.
"I've felt better." Sam winced as he tried to sit up and with Dean's help he finally managed to. Once he was sitting next to Dean he looked over at him and Dean could see the worried look on Sam's face. "What the hell's going on here Dean?" Dean told Sam what the man had told him but left out the part about the death match. "You mean they hold these men captive here and force them to fight or kill them if they refuse?"
"That's what it sounds like."
"We got to get them out of here Dean." Sam winced as he slowly stood up then looked down at the burn. "What the hell did they do that for?"
The man who had talked to Dean earlier walked over.
"They marked you for a death match." He told Sam then looked over at Dean who he could tell was angry that he had told Sam. "Your brother is going to find out sooner or later…he might as well know what's going on" The man explained to Dean.
"We're going to get out of here before that happens." Dean reassured Sam when he saw the questioning look in his brother's eyes. He knew Sam could hold his own in any fight, but he also knew neither he nor his brother would kill someone just for someone else's entertainment and that worried him. If Sam was forced to fight in a death match he knew he wouldn't kill his opponent. Sam started to walk slowly over to the window trying to hide his pain. "Sam hold on a minute, let me take a look at your back." Dean said walking over to him. He then checked out the ten bleeding welts that crisscrossed his brother's back. "Those damn bastards!" Dean swore angrily looking over at the door wanting nothing more then to break it down and get his hands around the man's throat who had hurt his brother.
"You need to calm down." The man said. "If you cause any trouble they'll stick you in a death match too." He could see Dean's anger and didn't want him to also get in trouble with the guards. He stuck out his hand. "By the way, the name's Nick." He shook Dean's hands.
"I'm Dean, and this is my brother Sam."
Sam nodded at Nick.
"How long have you been here?" Sam asked.
"About three weeks."
"Has anyone ever tried to escape?" Dean asked as he walked over and looked out one of the windows. He could see his car and about a dozen other vehicles parked in a lot behind the guard house and watched as two men stood by the cars exchanging money. Then one man got in a car and drove away, Dean shut his eyes as he breathed a sigh of relief thankful it wasn't his car.
"Right after I got here two guys tried escaping…." Nick walked over and stood next to Dean.
"And?" Sam asked when Nick stopped in mid sentence.
"They're both buried out back."
Dean and Sam exchanged glances.
"How many guards are there?" Dean asked.
"Only about five at each camp but they all have guns and wouldn't hesitate to use them. And there are always at least two guards on duty at all times with orders to shoot to kill."
"So no one tried to get out of here after that?"
"No…They shot those two men right in front of us as a warning, no one wanted to be next."
While Sam walked over to another window to look out Dean leaned close to Nick and whispered, not wanting Sam to hear.
"So when do they hold these death matches?"
"Not right away. They usually pit the marked men against other men first to make some money on them especially if they're good fighters. You're brother's lucky, I saw him fight when he came in and it took all of them to take him down. But later they'll match him up with someone from the other camp who's also marked for death….If they don't fight to the death, they kill both of them.
TBC
