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Warning: contains some bad language
Call me crazy but I've always had a theory that I have a Doppelganger, kinda like Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Jekyll is my good side, the one who plays by the rules and obeys orders. Whilst my bad side is Hyde, prone to reckless behavior, rule breaking and rebellion. It was clear that I was under the influence of my bad side.
Jared pulled me alongside him, his hand in mine as we wandered down the sidewalk. We had only escaped the motel room and the wrath of my over protective guard dogs minutes earlier. My old backpack was slung over his shoulder as he walked with an upbeat swagger. I still felt embarrassed and ashamed that my brothers had entered the motel room at the wrong moment. I now know that I had officially signed my death sentence.
"Where are we going?" I asked him, gazing up at him curiously.
He glanced down at me and squeezed my hand, a soft smile playing on his lips.
"It's a surprise," Jared replied. "Believe me, you'll love it."
A strand of hair dangled at the side of my face, after coming loose from my messy ponytail. Tucking it behind my ear, I let out a sigh before biting my bottom lip. I don't like surprises. Lust generated from Jared as he smiled at me again.
"I just know your gonna love this place," he grinned. "It's a great place to be alone."
He then wrapped his free arm around my shoulder and pulled me into a one armed embrace as we continued to walk down the sidewalk. A smirk tugged at the corners of my mouth as his arm began to travel further down.
"You wanna get started as soon as we get there?" he whispered, his lips grazing my ear. "Huh?"
My cheeks flushed slightly at the yearning tone of his voice. My fingers tickled the amulet around my neck as his hand rested on the small of my back, almost goosing me. Damn he was eager. I had only met him three days ago, and we have been at it like rabbits ever since. This was gonna be my fifth round with him.
Soon we arrived outside the old derelict Laundry-mat, still decorated with graffiti and boarded up windows. We entered the abandoned building to which we traveled upstairs. The silk sheets from before were still laying strewn about the dusty floorboards. A tiny dust cloud billowed upwards once Jared dumped my backpack on the ground. The sun was vanishing in the sky and the last remaining sun beams filtered through the gaps of the wooden boards that covered the broken windows. On peering out the gaps, I could see the sun setting. I turned to Jared to which he took my hand again.
"Now close your eyes" he uttered, to which I obeyed him.
I could feel myself traveling across the room with him, a sense of urgency in his footsteps. What was the hurry? Something tingled inside my head, burrowing into my conscience like a headache. Suddenly I was lifted into the air, like a newlywed bride. A juddering feeling rippled down my spine as I was soon dumped down again, landing amongst silk sheets. This caused me to snap my eyes open.
"What the hell was that for?" I questioned with a glare.
Jared quickly loomed over me, literally in a straddling position. A smirk on his face as his eyes sparkled violet. Licking his lips like a hungry animal, exploring my face and body with his colorful eyes. His fingers began to unbutton my red and black plaid shirt, revealing my black tank top underneath.
"Stop!" I said, swatting his hands away as they snaked underneath the material, massaging my stomach.
Something wasn't right. I didn't trust the look in his eyes anymore. My developing headache continued to make itself present. Wait, I know that sensation. It's my spidey senses! Danger! I wiggled slightly but Jared pinned me down. He then slapped me across the face.
"Quit wriggling around or your gonna get another slap!" Jared growled, his hands now squeezing my wrists. "You hear me!"
My answer to his statement was to bring my knee up and deliver a swift blow to his manhood, causing him to react in instant pain. Scrambling away on my hands and knees I tried to escape him, but Jared caught my leg and yanked me back towards him. Crap!
"Just where do you think you're going?" he demanded in outrage, looming over me like a shadow.
Snapping my leg upwards, the heel of my boot came into contact with his face. His nose crunched with the sudden force and blood gushed out in a scarlet fountain, causing him to scream out loud. Using my speed and stamina to my advantage, I dashed over to the boarded up window. I kicked at it repeatedly until the rotting boards broke apart. On looking out into the street below I saw a very familiar sight. It was the Impala. My heart tightened with relief and fear. Using all my strength I tossed one of the planks of wood out the window in hope it would get their attention. I could hear the brakes slamming to a halt.
"Dean! Sammy!" I cried in desperation, almost hanging out the window in an attempt to be noticed. "Help!"
Suddenly, Jared appeared behind me and coiled an arm around my waist, clamping a hand over my mouth to stop me from screaming. My screams were muffled as he dragged me away from the window.
"Mustn't have that," he sneered in my ear. "Now can we?"
I refused to listen to him. What the hell was going on! Why had everything turned sour! He slapped me again.
"Be quiet and quit wriggling!" he snarled, leaning his face towards mine as his eyes flashed violet. "Your mine!"
No! This can't be happening! My ears then picked up the sound of panicked voices, very familiar voices.
"Chris!" bellowed the Goose. "Chrissie hang on, we're comin'!"
The nearby door began to rattle as a force thumped against it. I muffled another scream but Jared hushed me, his tone sickly and perverted. His arm was still wrapped around my waist, his hand caressed my stomach. I felt sick to my very soul. How could I allow this to happen?
The door caved in under the weight of my brothers' boots and they both charged in like the cavalry. Jared flicked his wrist at them, sending them flying across the room.
My oxygen supply suddenly was under attack when Jared's hand removed itself from my mouth, only to grip my throat instead. He wrenched my left arm behind my back with a violent jerk, whilst my right arm attempted to free myself from his choke hold. My brothers rose to their feet again and began storming over towards Jared and I.
"Get your dirty hands off our sister!" thundered Dean.
I wheezed and choked as Jared squeezed my throat even more, a nasty smirk spreading across his face as he backed away, pulling me along with him.
"One move and I'll break her neck" cautioned Jared, his tone threatening and dangerous.
Oh God, I prayed that my brothers hadn't burst in here unarmed but then again they ain't stupid. Suddenly Dean reached into his pocket and pulled out his gun.
"Oh yeah?" replied my brother, narrowing his eyes at Jared. "Well, if you don't let her go, you're dead. I'm serious. Let her go or I shoot!"
White dots were beginning to dance about, obscuring my vision. Strangled sounds continued to escape from my lips as my face began turning purple.
"That makes two of us" interjected Sam, also standing with a gun poised in his hands.
Jared scoffed at him before shaking his head at the both of them.
"So I suggest you do as we say," growled Dean. "Or I'm gonna enjoy putting bullets through your skull! Let. Her. Go. Now!"
Much needed oxygen flooded back into my starved lungs as Jared released his hand from my throat, causing me to gasp and cough.
"Chrissie?" questioned Sam, his expression full of concern. "You okay?"
I gave him a reassuring nod. However Jared still had me hostage. At that moment both Sam and Dean charged towards us, which only made matters worse as Jared grabbed onto my throat yet again. My brothers halted in their tracks.
"One more move and I kill her!" snarled Jared.
A choked cry trembled out my mouth as my knees slightly wobbled. Jared's eyes flashed violet. He obviously wasn't human, a fact I had gathered several minutes earlier. How could I be so stupid! I actually allowed myself to be seduced by whatever the hell he was. Jared's hand loosened, his lips against my ear as he hushed me.
Unable to see me suffer any longer, Sam fired his gun. The bullet zoomed through the air and embedded itself in Jared's left kneecap. Jared buckled and winced in agony as blood oozed from the wound, which now accompanied the broken nose I had given him. Using this situation to my benefit, I scuttled away from him only to be tossed in the air. I collided with the wall, causing me to grunt in pain.
"Leave her the hell alone, you demonic son of a bitch!" roared Goose, firing his gun, putting a bullet in Jared's upper arm.
Jared simply threw his head back and barked out a laugh.
"You really think you can kill me that easily?" he said. "That barely even left a scratch on me. Your sister is mine, and I intend to get my prize."
Wrong word choice to say in front of my eldest brother.
"You little prick!" growled Goose, giving Jared a death glare.
Jared smirked and rolled his eyes at him.
"That isn't very nice" mocked Jared, before gazing down at me.
The way he looked at me made me feel even more nauseous. I narrowed my eyes at him as he inched closer towards me.
"Touch me again; I'll rip your balls off with my bare hands!" I threatened him, rising to my feet slowly.
As I leaned against the wall for support, Jared laughed yet again. My brothers inched forward, their guns pointing directly at Jared.
"Oh sweetheart, I can have you in my power like that," he chuckled, snapping his finger on the word that. "The powers I have can get you under my spell. You won't give a damn what your brothers think."
That's what he thinks. He doesn't know my brothers; the brothers who would go to hell and back for me, the brothers I would do anything for. No demon or monster is gonna convince me otherwise.
"Oh really?" I said with a serious frown.
He chuckled again.
"I indeed tend to get my prize score," he leered. "Every Succubus or Incubus does."
Aha! Now I'm gonna get an explanation on what in the name of holy fire he is. I frowned and my brother exchanged a look with each other.
"That's right, I'm an Incubus," declared Jared proudly. "Actually half Incubus. My Mom is a Succubus. As for Dad, well he is just a regular demon."
Goose still stood in position with his .45 still in his grip.
"Either way you're still the scum of Hell" he quipped, his face deadpan.
Jared ignored my eldest brother's remark, a smirk spreading across his face.
"I will get my way," he said. "My job is simple. Breeding with humans. Just so happens that you tick everything in my list. Good health; strong pelvic muscles, excellent kisser, pretty face, slightly gullible and a hot body."
To say that I felt extremely violated would be an understatement. His violet eyes will surely haunt me for a very long time.
"Hate to break it to you but puberty hasn't really developed much with me," I said. "I ain't some breeding tool. Nothing would happen even if you tried."
I'm fourteen years old and I haven't even had my first period and I hit a very small growth spurt when I was eleven and a half. I found these facts rather annoying.
"Well, I'm sorry to say it, babe, but your mine" said Jared. "I'd give anything to ride that body of yours until the sun rises."
By this point I was sick in my heart, stomach and soul. I couldn't bear it anymore.
"Shut the fuck up!" demanded Sam.
The only way to get rid of this problem was through one method and one method only. Exorcism.
"Well I've got something say" I said, shooting my brothers a knowing glance, to which they nodded encouragingly.
It took me a long time to learn but I believe I have mastered it now. Even better, I know now it by memory.
"Regna terrae, cantate Deo, psallite Domino qui fertis super caelum caeli ad Orientem," I chanted. "Ecce dabit voci Suae vocem virtutis, tribuite virtutem Deo."
Jared fell to his knees, his eyes shining bright violet, no longer hiding under a disguise.
"An exorcism!" he taunted. "Are you serious?"
My brothers remained as vigilant as ever, watching Jared like a hawk. Dean glanced at me, a silent statement encouraging me to continue with the exorcism.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus," I recited. "omnis satanica potestas, omnis incuriso infernalis adversarii."
I continued to glare at the demon who had manipulated me, hate burning in my eyes as I continued the incantation. Just seconds before he succumbed, Jared winked at me.
"I'll be back" he smirked, before throwing his head back and letting out a roar as smoke billowed from his mouth.
Wow! Did he just rip off Arnie from Terminator? The human host fell to the ground with a heavy thump. Blank brown eyes stared into space, completely void of any emotion or thought. The guys hurried over to me. My ribcage creaked with pressure as both Sam and Dean took turns to hug me. Nevertheless, I'm probably grounded for life and in their bad books for the time being. I wandered over with my brothers to the body.
"He's dead isn't he?" I questioned, my tone flat as I nudged the boy's leg with my foot.
Poor kid didn't ask to be possessed by a sex crazed incubus. He just lay there, bullet wounds decorating his knee, upper arm and a badly broken nose. His clothes soaked in his own blood.
"Unfortunately no," said Goose, standing by my side as he stored his .45 within the waistband of his jeans. "You just sent him back to hell, where he belongs."
I'm not an idiot, I know that. I'm well aware that he is gonna come back at some point, dunno how or when but it'll happen.
"I don't mean the demon," I mumbled, indicating the still body at our feet. "I mean the host."
I just knew from the second the demon was banished. Sam squatted down and search for a pulse. I knew from the expression on his face that he didn't find one.
"Yeah, he's gone," said Sam. "Probably been dead for a while. I'm sorry Chrissie."
Without saying a word, I slung my backpack onto my shoulder and walked out the room.
With an almost zombie like shuffle I made my way down towards the Impala. Letting out a weary sigh, I dumped my backpack at my feet, and leaned against one of the car doors. I had been robbed. Robbed of my virginity, by some sleazy demon who wanted to impregnate me. The fact that I had been under his hypnotizing spell made me feel worse, because I was none the wiser during the process. Come to think of it, what made me break out the spell. Probably my brain started working again. I don't know.
My fingers fiddled with my amulet, tracing the engraved design with a gentle touch. Protection against harm my ass. Regardless to the fact, I still ended up with a broken heart.
Jared's gone...for now.
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