Harvelle Supernatural
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Warning: Dark Chapter
Chapter 48:There Will Be Blood
Sam was upset that he failed to save her. All of March he and Dean did their research of where Dick Roman would be. The head leviathans have her. They tried contacting Jesse if he could sense Skylar or by any chance zap her back to the cabin. Sadly Jesse couldn't detect her anywhere but assured she was alive and scared. Then April came, and Frank showed a picture of Skylar standing next to Dick in a newspaper for a charity event. Like the description, "Richard Roman and friend" Skylar obtaining red hair and blue eyes, but Sam knew it was his Skylar. Fear could be detected in her posture, though she appeared professional. And so, when not working on a case, Sam would check the news of where Skylar face would appear.
Dean felt guilty. Not only was Bobby was dead and a ghost but Skylar being used. Bobby said Dick wouldn't kill her, not yet. He was merely taunting them, ensuring to keep the boys at bay. But still, all three men feel like they were at fault. And when they had a chance, as the paper shows Dick being in Chicago, they were going to rescue her during one of these fancy monkey suit parties. Until Frank's emails popped up saying that the hard drive which holds their information was at risk. Meeting Charlie was a blessing to track where they were. However, they were forced between Skylar or their data.
Now they failed again. They didn't know if she was alive or dead after the confrontation. He called Jesse not caring of the time. The cambion answered with a yawn:
"Hey, Sam."
"Hey Jesse, I need to do an update on Skylar."
"Okay," Jesse mumbled half asleep. A minute later he was in came back scared. "She's in pain, scared, hurting. What is happening, Sam. Where is she?"
"Calm down; we are rescuing her," Sam said trying to be careful. "We will save her."
"You better," Jesse said and hung up.
"What did Jesse say?" Dean asked, still driving.
"She's still alive but in pain, whatever Jesse felt scared him." Sam seethed gripping his hand.
"We will save her," Dean assured.
Sam shook his head. He made a promised to protect Skylar back at Devil's Gate; they distanced themselves from her when the leviathans appeared. But still, why did they want her. What does Dick want Skylar, sure she has Clairvoyance, but it's specific.
"Why does Dick want her?" Sam said.
"Looking at all the newspapers, Dick is fascinated with her," Bobby said out of nowhere in the back seat. Making the boys jump. "If I didn't know any better, I say he prefers the Gifted. He talked about how enticing Charlie and Skylar were. Who was the first the Leviathans saw when they were in Cass?"
"Me," Dean answered. "But first female…"
"Skylar," Sam whispered.
All three men frown and fearing what Dick Roman is doing to her as of now. It was a rare case, to have a monster infatuated with the human. They could name a few that seek a mate, but nothing in the books say anything about leviathans mating.
Sam took the piece of paper and read the message. It took a while to decode it, comparing the alphabet to their number counterpart. But in time he got the message
'Don't eat anything with corn syrup or me. My flesh is at risk. Dick wants me, and I don't know which. Love you, S.''
This made things a whole lot worse.
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Skylar POV
(Dark Piece)
I laid in bed, utter pain between my legs. Never in my life, I thought this would happen. I don't know the proper word. Dick let his monster side show and took advantage of me. There was so much he did to my body, tortured, bite and...penetration. Throughout the night until early morning before employees came for work did he..take advantage. Afterwards, I would stay in the bedroom back in Dick's apartment, bandages all over my body. A leviathan nurse would come in and check my progress injecting a syringe of painkillers.
"There is more to come," She murmured and left.
And she was right.
When evening came, Dick would arrive and sit on the bed.
"Apologies, I got a bit rough on you," He murmured.
I stared at him not able to speak.
"You are probably wondering why I keep you alive instead of eating you?" Dick murmured. "You see, all monsters have needs. Some prefer blood, others the flesh, with leviathans, we crave both the flesh. You are the first female we ever saw, the urge to have your flesh. "
Wait he does not mean….
"All animals mate," Dick said. "Even us leviathans. The first female, first to mate."
Oh god no.
Remembering the leviathans possessing Castiel. How it acted when taking control. It was Dick. Back then, Castiel could have gone to the Winchesters after three weeks of being the divine, yet he came to me in his deformed state.
"You see, back in the angel I learned a lot about you. I was hoping for a better encounter, but then I thought to let you do your business. Live a little before tormenting the Winchesters having you on our side. You are something, with a sharp eye and key detail confirmation. As long as you play your submissive role."
He got up and change out of his suit until he was in nothing but an undershirt and briefs. Hanging up his suit and tossed the shirt in a hamper. Afterwards, he walked over to the bed.
"I don't suppose you're up for another round?" he asked with a smirk
I looked away. As much as I want to fight, the drugs the nurse gave me made it impossible to move so freely.
Dick sat down and eased the skirt of the nightgown up until I was exposed. Fingers were caressing my thigh. I desperately put a mental block to his touch. Deprive myself of any sexual gratification. Is this how those capture by monsters feel. Men trapped by sirens and an Arachne, any sexual beast. Although, they were injected with a venom not aware. A gasp left my lips as Dick slid a finger a bit rough. So badly I want to imagine it was Sam's touch, not Dicks'. But doing so would anger him, with the leviathans knowledge by physical contact.
"You will soon endure my touches," Dick murmured as if reading my mind. "All do."
Suddenly I was flipped about onto my stomach. Closing my eyes, hearing Dick shimmy out of his briefs before entering from behind. His thrust was hard and ragged. Nearly painful for my body wasn't ready. A whimper escape, suppressing it into the pillowcase. Dick growled yanking my hair roughly, causing me to cry out in pain. He went faster and harder, going deep to stimulate himself.
Tears ran down my cheek hoping it ends soon. Wishing someone would save me, yet no one barged through those doors. And yet, my body betrays me as pants and moans sneak through my lips.
"Take it," he growled.
Hours went by, or what felt like an eternity, with disgusting orgasm after another. When Dick reached his climax, he roared exposing his teeth and bent forward biting my left shoulder. He didn't sink his teeth deep, yet blood seeped coating everything. I screamed in utter pain and shock, not feeling his release. After a moment, Dick pulled back and began to lick all the blood. I can't comprehend, bewilder in what just happened again.
Claim.
He was marking his claim.
If being tortured by demons or archangels in the cage were the Winchesters hell. Being with Dick was my hell. I would rather be tortured by a demon than being used and rape because of animal instinct.
(End if scene)
.o0o.
The following day, Dick was needed at SucroCorp to interview improving America dietary food industry. The trip was quiet; the leviathan alpha was focused on his speech for Gloria Jane. This was my chance to recover from last night. Closing my eyes, I let my mind go numb. During the time, I focused on my were alive which brought relieve.
Being night, I thought things were normal. Until a surge of energy got of my system, followed by thunder. Dick, Susan, and I looked out the window to see a thunderstorm came out of nowhere.
A growl could be here from Dick. "They are breaking the seal."
Seal? I thought.
When we reached SucroCorp, the following day there was shocking news that every maternity ward within a hundred-mile radius delivered during their last month of their pregnancy went into rehab. What the hell is that tablet? Also what did the Winchester's do to it to make pregnant women go into labor.
"What is that tablet?" I thought to myself.
"A tablet you will read if we can not find the prophet?" Dick said, as he entered the room in where I was being held.
Wait, are they looking for Chuck? He went missing two years ago.
"We are not looking for Chuck Shurley, he is dead," he said as if reading my mind. "He is dead, even double check finding confirmation. So a new prophet is at rise. My men are looking for him."
"And what if the prophet is a girl,"I challenged.
The leviathan smirked.
Me and my big mouth.
It wouldn't be until evening that there was a missing person of a young man named Kevin Tran is missing. The last contact was Kevin girlfriend name, Channing, as the last words were "I've been chosen. It's my birthright." That is enough for Dick to send Edgar to find the boy.
Sam… Dean… you better have that boy safe and somewhere protected. He doesn't deserve to be a trap here with all these leviathans.
Sadly I was mistaken as Edgar, Dick's right-hand man, forced me into a private conference room where a petrified Kevin was tied up to a chair with duct tape over his mouth. Edgar forced me down at the table.
"Dick will be here in a moment," As the Leviathan took a seat. Dick was at his interview with Gloria Lane. We waited, remaining quiet, the boy was breathing profoundly afraid. I would have comforted him, yet Edgar was one leviathan that you should be cautious about. He was the one who attacked Sam and Dean back at the salvage yard. Even broke Dean's leg.
Not too long Dick came in the room all cheery. Walking over and set his hands on my shoulder. My body instantly tensed from him sending his desires. I bite my lips pushing it back.
"Kevin. Dick," he greeted, walking over to the boy taking a seat next to him with a briefcase on the table. "I've very excited to meet you. You nervous?"
"He's petrified," I murmured.
"Don't be. I'm your biggest fan." Dick assured, then reach over ripping the tape off the boy's mouth. "I brought you a present."
He opened the briefcase and pulled out a stone tablet. Kevin looked at it hesitantly.
"What's that say, Kev?" he asked.
"I-I don't know," Kevin mumbled.
"Cute," Dick replied, nodding his head. "Edgar?"
Edgar with a predatory face stood up and made his way over to the boy. He pulled out a switchblade walking behind the boy. I looked at Dick with fear praying he would not torture the boy. Kevin panicked whimpering.
"Easy, Edgar. Don't scare the boy." Dick murmured. The right-hand man cut the restraints. "You know, I've checked, Kevin. Number one in your class, winner of the Chad Kennedy Top Young Scientist Prize-all that on top of being the keeper of the word. You're a clever young man. "
He pulled out a laptop and set it in front of Kevin. "I'm confident you'll make the right choice here. But I see this is a negotiation. Well, I sweeten...the pot." He pulled out an envelope and set it on the front of the boy.
"What is it?" Kevin asked taking a look at at the letter.
"My sources tell me you're applying to Princeton," Dick answered. "Letter of recommendation like that from a man like me-done."
Kevin was silent, contemplating in what this beast could do for his feature in exchange for the translation. He set it down and looked at Dick. "I can't do it."
Dick smiled, holding back his primal rage as he leaned forward with his threatening voice, "I admire your gumption, kid. But I still think there's some wiggle room here.I tell you what- let's kick it up a notch. See if I can't change your mind. Edgar, that live feed up yet?"
"Of course," Edgar said with a smirk.
He grabbed a remote and turned on the TV. On it was an Asian woman gagged and tied up, injured with a leviathan behind he, holding a knife to her throat. She was terrified, along with her son. My eyes widen, out of all of the beast, leviathans don't hold back.
"Ma?" Kevin gasped,
"Well, I think this negotiation is concluded." Dick cheered. "You drive a hard bargain, kid."
I clenched my fist wanting to cut this monster's head off.
"Skylar, you stay and help Kevin on translation, need anything just holler."
Growling, I glared at Dick.
"Easy love, or I'll teach you another lesson."
My face paled remembering that night at Roman Enterprises. Dick excused himself while Edgar remained in the room on the other end of the table. We were instructed as Kevin translate while I work on the alphabet from the hieroglyphics for future tablets. Never in my life have I seen these characters, they weren't even Enochian.
"You're Skylar Harvelle," Kevin whispered.
I looked at him surprised. "How do you know me?"
"I met the Winchesters."
"You shouldn't talk about them," I hissed.
"Let him talk," Edgar called out. "They're going to be dead anyway."
"Bastard," I sneered.
"And a hungry one," he countered.
Kevin gulped, focusing on typing. "They told me about you. That you were their go to until you were kidnapped. How long have you've been here?"
"Over two months," I answered.
"And...what do they do to you."
I did not answer. Edgar took the liberty of answering, "She is our clairvoyant. If you try to trick us, she will confirm your paper. Let alone being Dick's concubine."
Kevin stopped typing and looked at me. I stared down ashamed in what the leviathan confessed. All my life I tried to stand as a strong independent woman. But one leviathan took that away from me, all because I was in the room petrified.
A few hours past, Kevin and I finished our research. Dick came back analyzing my work first to see the sketches and comparing them to possible vocabulary. He placed his hand on my shoulder, rubbing it. "Excellent."
Afterwards, he stared at Kevin who was still typing, "That's some bracing pose you're putting down there, Kevin." Kevin ignored his comment typing away. Not liking this, Dick forced the back of the chair down. "You all done?"
Kevin nodded.
Dick slide the laptop over ordering me to read it. He kept a hand on my bare arm, making a connection, forcing my abilities to clarify the translation. Unable to resist, I read it thoroughly in ever words about the leviathans from their history, down to their destruction.
-Cut off the head, and the body will flounder. Waste not thy time nor your breath upon the Leviathan herd. Point thy blade at the heart of their master, for from him springs all their messages. Leviathan cannot be slain but by a bone of a righteous mortal, as light and good as the Leviathan are hungry and dark, washed in the three bloods of the fallen: a fallen angel, the ruler of fallen humanity, and the father of fallen beasts-
"Is everything accurate?" Dick asked.
A surge of pain went through my head; I ground up my teeth. "Yes, it's accurate."
Dick nodded, as he murmured to Kevin, "You've done well. Princeton will be lucky to have you. "
"What about my Ma?" Kevin
Dick looked at Edgar, "Make the call."
Edgar nodded pulling out his cellphone; he turned around calling his associate, "Release her. But stress the consequences of talking."
"Can he go now?" I asked Dick. "He has done his part."
He shook his head and spoke, "Kevin, I'm gonna request the pleasure of your company. A tad longer." Then stared at Edgar. "You, on the other hand, I need to drop on an old friend."
Edgar nodded.
"Until then, Skylar why don't you and Kevin go to the private room and relax for a bit. Both of you deserve a reward."
Hesitantly I nodded as I stood up, yet Dick grabbed hold of my arms whispering in my ear, "I will definitely reward you tonight."
I bite my lips. "I ache."
"Hmm, tomorrow then," he murmured.
Not saying a word I take hold of Kevin's hand, and we were escorted to the private room by another Leviathan. Once inside, we were locked in the promise of a meal on its way.
"What the hell?" Kevin asked. "Is he…"
I only nodded walking over to the couch and sat down feeling the protestor bruises. Kevin stood there, getting a better look at seeing the bite marks and bruises all over my arms and neck. Changing the subject.
"Do not worry about the food; they will feed us organic. If you see condiments, cheese base, or anything fried, don't eat it. It may have the additive."
"Why?" he asked sitting down.
"Because their goal is to poison the food industry till everyone is dumb and fat for the slaughter."
Kevin gulped.
"I will do my best to protect you, even if it cost me."
"You don't-"
"I rather you be alive instead of eaten."
Kevin gulped.
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Winchester POV
Sam could feel it in his stomach. Each passing day was making him sick with terrible thoughts on what Dick was doing to her. Having help from Kevin Tran in reading the Leviathan tablet was a blessing in how to kill them permanently. They already have the blood of a fallen angel, and Crowley agreed to give them the blood of the ruler of fallen humanity, now they need the blood of the father of fallen beast, the alpha vampire. He tried to be calm when they went to their first location, Hoople, North Dakota. Only to learn what happened to the vampires and that humans who are stoned can kill them by their blood. Also, Emily, she was still innocent, as she portrays not to have mentally developed, having a mind of a child.
Sadly when reaching their destination at Missoula, Montana where a mansion was turned out to be a trap. Just stepping in during daylight and both Winchesters were caught. They were dragged into the dining hall where the Alpha was. Only to discover that Emily was siding with the Alpha, and trapped in the library but managed to escape. The moment they enter the dining room to find Edgar about ready to eat the alpha.
Sam rushed in rushing to get decapitated Edgar but missed his neck only slicing the back. The Leviathan turned around grabbing Sam, knocking the machete out.
" Perfect timing." He murmured. Sam growled trying to do another blow only Edgar sent pain into his body. "Dick say's hi, enjoying your girlfriend's flesh."
"What?"
Edgar smirked, "Dick found more uses than her clairvoyant abilities."
Sam's eyes widen as he wished it wasn't so. Dean came in attacking Edgar, the two brawl out until Sam grabbed the machete off the ground. Filled with rage, he swung hard decapitating him from behind. A straight clean cut, as black ooze spilled out and the head sliding off
"Grab a glass. We're juicing this freak." Dean said rushing over to the Alpha.
"No!" Emily cried out, blocking him.
Dean shoved her away, "Stay back!"
The Alpha growled as he stood up and sent Dean to the table with one blow. "Leave her alone. " He ordered, blocking his child. "She's been through quite enough."
"Now, that's rich... coming from the guy who took her off the swing-set." Sam sneered.
"Do you want to do this fight? Or do you want my blood?" The alpha asked. He sat down at the head of the table and sliced his wrist with one of his talons. Carefully his blood drip into a glass. After a minute, it was half full as the vampire gave it to Sam.
"Why?" Sam asked.
"I heard what was said. Though it could be a useful tactic, a mate should never get involved," He then looked at the severed head. "And for taking care of Edgar. Now go."
Sam nodded about to leave till remembering the boy, "What about the little boy?"
Baffled, the Alpha said, "Are you joking?"
"Do we look like we're joking?" Dean threatens. "How many other kids you got in here, you freak?"
"At the moment, just him." The Alpha answered, but sighed if it was the only way to get rid of these nuisance hunters. "Emily... help Allan with his coat. He's leaving with Sam and Dean. Now, take it."
Emily nodded as she went to get her adopted brother. Sam cautiously with much dedication took the glass of blood. They started making their way out.
"What? No "thank you"?" The Alpha taunt. "Oh, right, right. Your flesh is crawling. All you really want to do is kill me now. You hate having to wait and come back and try again."
"Pretty much," Dean glared at the Alpha, before gesturing to Edgar's head. "I wouldn't leave that head too close to that body for too long."
The alpha smirked, "See you next season."
"Looking forward to it," Dean assured.
At the front door, Emily and Allan waited. Dean placed his hand on boy leading the way to the Impala. Once all three humans were secured, they left the mansion. Dean talked to Allan, asking where he lived before being taken. Given the answer, they went to that town. Meanwhile, Sam was staring at the glass of blood thinking about Skylar and her what the hell she was going through. They only needed two more ingredients, Crowley blood and a bone of a righteous person. He vowed, he will get his girlfriend out. He just prays she be alive when they come.
I know, a bit Dark but I felt like Dick can do more than school yard taunts.
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