The trail ranged deep within the isolation of the forest bare, and the scent of iron nipped upon the tip of their noses leaving a confusion of trails. Up this way, down that way, and yet if it hadn't been the trail of sweets before them they would most likely if any get lost. Climbing wasn't a problem as they fell down towards the depths of the long trail that laid them to the captives that where once by their sides and ultimately the culprit for such devastation. Tiny swallowed the thick lump in her throat; her eyes staring at letters etched within this opening before them.

WARNING! DANGER! DO NOT ENTER: EXTREMELY TOXI MATERIAL

"Well ain't that pleasant." Tiny managed with a soft push of air from her lungs. It males by her side where silent as their eyes glistened towards the opening where little M&Ms where scattered upon and Hannibal had valiantly lead them to. The trio had then climbed in after the dog, but the feeling of dread didn't leave their systems and surely would not let go as easy as it was for Sam with the constant emotion flushing his system. He was far too used to it after all.

KEEP OUT NO ADMITTANCE

The silence managed again, holding tightly his grip on what was left as the sound of droplets echoed like a thundering pound. Sam and Tiny brought out their own flashlights, gazing over the stone that laid along the edges of the pathways as stone and wood glistened overhead in the arch ways. Ben laid in the middle of the group as Hannibal once more followed their trail as Sam and Tiny walked towards his side. The dripping sound however was silenced by the sound of breath within the suffocating caverns. Tiny couldn't help but look back every now and then, holding herself closer. As a woman who wrote of endless nightmares, it was ridiculous to think that she wouldn't be terrified, but then again, the suffocation seemed to lash out at her more that it should have.

There was just something about here, possibly from the creature who's domain they lurked in, but despite everything pleasant was not a word to use anywhere close to this place. Soon the sound of violent growling echoed within the deep caverns. Sam knew well how to react, he turned his flashlight off quickly as Tiny did the same herself. His large hand surprise her for a moment, tensing her body up as he forcefully tugged her towards the wall. The towering male held her closer to the wall as her body slightly raddled pressed against the stone and even closer towards the youngest Winchester's body. Hannibal quickly scampered with the click of his paws as he hid by her feet.

The strange sound of breathing lingered, the diversity of sounds within the caverns stroke the will of terror deep insider her as the unknowing waves of sound bounced off ever wall and echoed within the lavished illusions of reality. The thundering claps of droplets drowned out the horrendous sound and hid its master's position well. Tiny quickly placed a hand over her mouth, in an attempt to stop her loud breathing from cutting his attention towards them.

The silence and wait was unbearable.

The sensation of your heart pounding, the sensation of your body shuttering and leaving it's mark of anguish. Within time it slowly settled to only notice what little they had left to wait for. The creature's silhouette seemed to walk away from them. Sam's large hands that covered her body closer to his own held tighter, giving a good squeeze as his head softly turned to the opening, seeing quickly if he was still there. Ben held fears greater that her own however, as she herself was rather calm and silent with her rattles and self control stronger that his own. Ben could not hold the sound of terror rippling from his throat through his breath. Sam quickly lifted a hand up from her body and covered it over his mouth making another sound to be muffled by those callous digits.

Tiny was calm now, the sensation of sanctuary lingered within the towering male's arms and she carefully glanced over as his hold lessened. The beast was gone for the time being as it would be. Sam noticed the fear still lingering on her body lightly, his arms unwinding from her body as his hand softly grasped her's as Ben followed in their image to move deep within the abandoned caverns. The light returned on as Hannibal softly padded forwards, on request not made by a single sound.

Relief tumbled over her slightly shaken body in waves as did the others accompanying her as they walked over once more, the light in hands. Sam had not let go of her hand however, squeezing it ever so lightly in reassurance. She had in turn replied back with the same way of acknowledgment but it never truly let go. Ben was right behind Hannibal, who didn't stop as Hannibal began to whimper over the spot he stood before. Ben took no acknowledgment of his warning, and before Tiny could say a single word, the sound of wood creaking from weight was heart.

" I hate splinters."

The words where whisked from her mouth as the floor boards beneath Ben collapsed. The two hunters where not saved however by the fall as their bodies fell along side one another. She held on tightly to Sam as they fell, her body's first instinct to scream was muffled by Sam's arm as he grabbed a hold of her before she fell down with him.

Hannibal looked down from his position up top and looked around. His soft eyes looked around the night as fear laced over him now. The poor little shepherd pup whimpered over as he then took a few steps back and jumped into the opening of rotten wood. Hannibal had luckily fell down on her messenger bag, waddling off as he shook himself quickly as his little collar jingled in response.

Sam heard a soft whimper below him, managing to open his eyes to see Tiny half underneath him. Hair was fluttered over the ground as half remained up while the rest as down. Her soft eyes blinked over and over again as the soft sound came from her again in fear. "S-Sammy..." She managed ever so quietly. Her body was sore all over, especially with another man over her body, and a large one at that. Sam had in turn groaned in pain, but not as much from the fall. His large hands encased her smaller, heavy ones as he lifted her up as well.

"S-sorry.' She managed again, realizing what she called him. He shook his head as he attempted to shake off the feeling he held now. "Just don't do it again." he mumbled as he got up. Hearing a yell from the other side Sam was the first to react. "Hey, it's okay.' He responded seeing Ben jump away from the skulls that laid in front of his face on the ground. "It's okay. It's okay." he added through his breath as Tiny held him away. 'It's fine, you're fine. It's all fine." She managed in an attempt to clam him down.

Their breaths where thick, heavy from the startle and the painful fall. Tiny's head softly rested on Sam's arm ever so softly, but not much as she let go a moment later, brushing the roots that had gone on his shoulder as she fell on her back again to see what had been behind her. There hung Dean and Hailey. Quickly she scrambled up with Hannibal whimpering by the entrance as he paced back and forth in fear.

"Dean." Sam stated as he quickly went over to his older brother. "Wake up." Ben stated as he cupped his sister's face. "Dean, hey you okay?' The youngest begged the oldest. "Ugh, yeah." Dean finally managed. "Hailey, Hailey... Wake up, wake up." Ben kept on chanting as Tiny had quickly placed the runaway bag on again as Hannibal growled towards the nothingness. Sam had finally managed to get Dean down as Tiny couldn't do much with her height.

Sam had rested Dean to the side where he groaned in pain and took deep breaths as he rested again the stone walls. "Yeah, yeah, where is it?" Dean questioned as he groaned in pain. "It's gone for now."

"I don't think so."

Tiny stated with her voice so shy and scared as the pistol was pulled out again. "I think we kinda need to hurry because when we fell down, cannibal over here was bound to hear it." Tiny stated through heavy breaths as her chest tightened. Tiny had looked towards the side and rushed over. "Tommy." She had managed as she saw some forms of resemblances. Softly she looked towards the side seeing them preoccupied she hugged and softly cupped his face ever so smoothly, ever gently. "tommy, we're here to save you.." She softly whispered with a gently voice. Her thumb softly grazed his rough cheek as he noticeable calmed down, opening his eyes and slightly gasping for breath. "Tommy." Hailey cried out rushing over to her missing brother. "Cut him down.' She told them in which they immediately obliged. Breathless exchanges where brought between the siblings who smiled and cried to see their siblings alive. "Check it out." Dean called from the other side where Tiny wondered off to. "Flare guns, that would work/" Sam stated in response to the item Dean was holding.

"Better than those pirate guns you have there." He told Tiny who glared at him. Her eyes where narrowed as she shook her head, holding eye contact. "Well Dean... These guns are probably gonna do a better job that those flare guns: She stated, pointing at the guns in his hands ever so softly with a shy voice that held hints of fear within the calming voice. Tiny looked towards Sam, giving an evident look of what she was gonna do. Sam and Ben helped the siblings walk as Dean and Tiny took lead. Hannibal took the lead again only for him to stop and growl in response. It was returned by another deep menacing growl. "Looks like someone's home for supper." Dean chimed in. "We'll never outrun it." Hailey managed.

Dean looked towards them and then to his brother. Tiny noticed the exchange and glanced at the group in turn shaking her head at the notion Dean was intending to make. "I'll distract him so you boys came get them out." Tiny stated as she looked towards them as she attempted to hold a straight face. Dean was ultimately shocked. "No, no you're not doing that-"

"Bloody hell Dean, you got the flare guns, you get them out." she stated as she pulled out her flint lock with it's matching pair. "After all, these damn guns don't do a thing. Go, its the best option, the good hunters go and watch them, ensure their safe. You three, stay with the boys, I got this, they'll get you out." She called out as Hannibal barked in reply as she ran out.

"Tiny! You bitch!" Dean narrowed his eyes and his body was pounding with blood. He raced forwards after her without a second thought.

"Chow time you bastard! Come and get me or are you too God damn scared to do so you fucker!"

"Yeah, that's right! Bring it on, Baby! I taste good!"

"Don't go after him! He tastes like crap! Over here and you get a side of dog!"

"Who you trying to save here!?"

Dean had ultimately chased after here but the sight of that little dog went away faster than it should have. He had lost her completely in the winding caverns and her steps where echoed all over as well as her responses to him. He stopped and slapped his hands on his pants. "Great, I'm hunting with a dumb-ass." He managed. He just couldn't let her go when he saw that look of fear on her face. She wasn't hiding it properly, seeing right threw it he saw how terrified she was. Running through the labyrinth of the cavern, not sure on where the hell to go as he rushed off. Eventually the caverns opened up to a new path, a path that lead Dean to Sam.

Sam looked up towards his brother. "I though you where with Tiny." Sam stated his eyes glanced at him as he rushed forwards still. "Yeah, well bitch scrambled off, probably to get the hell out of here on her own." Dean stated bitterly. " Dean, Tiny would never do that. Trust me, I think she knows what she's doing." Sam told him in defense for the young girl.

The sound of growling was becoming harsher, closer, and more enraged than the last. The boys aimed their flare guns every which way. "Get him out of here." Sam insisted towards them. "Sam, no." Hailey begged. "Go, go, go!" Sam added. "Sammy-"

"I'm not leaving her here." Sam told Dean. He looked at his brother in almost disbelief. "Did you see the look of fear on her face Sammy?" Dean asked his younger brother. "I did, I know you lost trust in her for her choice of weapons, but come on, back there in the woods, she evidently knew what she was doing. I saw her." Sam insisted. Dean grumbled in response. They pressed themselves against the wall as they took breaths out of their lungs as they where ready to face the nearing creature.

A scream erupted right next to their faces. Sam immediately shot his gun, but Dean however cursed out his. "God damn it, it's jammed." He called out in rage. The wendigo easily dogged the shot as a wendigo was known to do. Quickly both of them got up and ran. "Come on, hurry, hurry, hurry, go!" Sam yelled out as he and Dean pushed them to go forwards. The growls followed close behind them. Hailey kept on screaming as the fear engulfed her. Running blindly they encountered a dead end of piled rocks, with nowhere to go. "Damn it, get behind!" Dean called out. "Get behind me." Sam added in turn. They where trapped with no way of defense whatsoever.

The young female hunter rushed forwards with her heart pounding in her ears, her body telling her to stop, to hide and cower in fear. She was so tired of it though, hiding in the shadows like a little lost puppy in the midst of a storm. She was so used to hiding into the abyss of her thoughts that what she needed was to do the same but her mind was engulfed on another thought for once in her life. Instead of the fear taking control, this time it was a thought of those brothers out there, wounded, broken, scared. For once in her life she knew she wasn't the one who needed saving, a hunter didn't need it, the people who don't know about the truth of life needed it.

Sometimes it was cruel to think that hunters couldn't be saved but in all it was a damn true. Hunters choice this life, and some wither they like it or not. Though she didn't have a choice, an never did thinking back to those days, if she were given a choice, she would have it no other way. She was going to be the hero for a change, instead of running like any other person would. The thought made a feeling of warmth come over her as she smiled.

"If papa where to see me now." She whispered as a smile tugged on her face.

Hannibal barked in response, her eyes turning to him as she whimpered and ran off. Quickly her eyes mended forwards. Now was not the time to think about the best, now was the moment to prove she could do it. Running through those damn caverns made her feel so suffocated and yet so free, the scent of rust and old worn things where welcomed. But beneath it all laid a scent of iron and pain and it was sickening to enjoy.

"Get behind me!"

Her steps where heavier now, breathing heavy and an attempt to keep even. Quickly she could smell the damn thing, her eyes focused on the hideous thing, the wendigo. The grip on her flint locks tightened as she looked over it, standing right behind the creature.

"It's time to say goodbye."

She called out with a shaky voice. Her hands wavered ever so as she looked at the creature. Eyes closing she sighed, only to open them again and shoot the wendigo before it could do any damage on anyone anymore.

Looking down at her hands, they shook as if a strain had come over them. She softly smiled in reply as tears trickled on the side of her eyes. "Well, he's gone." She stated not daring to look at them. Her voice was hoarse and sad. "I'm sorry I didn't come sooner." she managed slightly as she whipped her eyes.

"I didn't do my part well."

Dean had just stared at her in utter shock as he heard her, saw her kill it with those flint locks. The creature had engulfed in flames, as it roared in utter pain. The bullet had clogged itself over the body and boiled the flesh, letting the body catch fire as it burned out screaming in utter agony. Then the whole thing disintegrated into a simple pile of ash. That simple, old duel pair of guns that had so yelled at for her stupidity was possibly better than the flare guns he so happily said where better. He felt terrible now, to think he yelled at her without understand why but simply but how it looked.

It looked like an old battered pair of guns, which it was, but as he looked at it again against the flames, it looked amazing. With silver engraved over it all as the switch laced back with a satisfying click he realized the gun didn't even need bullets. Maybe he just wanted a reason deep down to get rid of her, but now as he saw it, maybe she was right the whole time.

The Wendigo.

The weapons.

Just the fact she didn't say anything inaccurate thus far.

Sam walked forwards quickly seeing the young girl almost rush out without a single word of anything else. With long legs, he passed with quick and simple long strides. His callous, large hand in turn found it's way on her shoulder as he squeezed it tight. "Tiny, I'm sorry, I-"

"No, Winchesters, you better hear me straight right now. We need to get them out of here now, medical attention in which I cannot currently provide. Don't worry about me, worry about them."

Her words where shaken, but none the less a hint of forceful breath had lingered close behind. His eyes had trained upon her ever so. Sam had only watched in amazement as her body twitched, tears threatened to leak from those beautiful honey eyes.

"All right, everyone, let's get out of here."

Author's Note

I could very well say in this one that I was really pulling the personality string a little and I hope it didn't go overboard with making it unrealistic. I have not posted in a while but I'm free now and I gonna try to write more. I need to get Netflix back on my laptop first to finish the next episode completely but I did some work a head of time and it should suffice for now at least. I'm planning to put some images of Tiny Dear and Hannibal up so you people could see. I'm getting new digital art stuff so hopefully it turns out well. Please tell me what you thing and comment, I know this is a decent story that drags out to long but I hope it isn't too boring ridden. My apologizes for that.

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