Here is the next part of the story. Just a note to let everyone know that this one is all most over and continues in the story "Demons Blood," the last in the series. Enjoy. A warning. The next few chapters are gory so if you have a weak stomach you might not want to read it.

Sheila

Chapter 54

"I'll get my brother back Lothos, Bryan too. You can't have either one of them," said Dean angrily.

"I've already got them Dean," said Lothos. Alanya circled the two men and grinned.

"Lothos. My brother. You've been naughty I see." Lothos grinned back.

"This is so much better than possession. Hey Dean. You're in so much trouble right now it's not even funny," said Alanya. "It's four against one. I love it. I love it more that two of the four is your own brother and friend. That makes this a whole lot sweeter, don't you think? "

"Shut up," said Dean. "Just shut the hell up!"

"Aw, now Dean, don't be that way," said Alanya and walked over to him. He grabbed a handful of his hair and forced his neck back causing Dean to wince. He got down in his face and said, "Do not back talk me Dean! We've already talked about that, and you, being in your current situation, you really need to be careful."

"Go to hell!" yelled Dean. Alanya let him go and turned to the others. "Let's play, shall we. Who wants to go first?"

"I will," said Sam and Dean jerked his head up the best he could to look at his brother.

"SAM! NO!" yelled Dean, but Sam wasn't paying him any attention.

"Be my guest son," said Lothos and Sam glared down evilly at Dean. He walked up to him and traced a hand down his back. Dean jumped at the contact.

"Sam. SAMMY! I'll kick your ass. I promise you I will kick your ass!" yelled Dean but Sam hit him hard in the face with his fist. Blood poured out of his nose and Sam stared at it, and the blood pouring down his head. He shook his head, but Dean noticed and thought they're may be hope yet. He just needed to get Sam alone. Sam hit him again.

"What did you say?" he asked Dean. I don't think I heard you!" Sam said it as a threat which was exactly the way Dean took it. He swallowed the lump in his throat and decided he needed to behave himself or he was gonna die.

"Sorry Sam," he said. "Please don't do this!" Sam traced his hand down his back again and felt the old "x" that he'd gotten a few months back. It was all healed up and the scar almost completely gone. Sam was going to have to do something about that. He looked up at his father and said, "this may take awhile." Lothos nodded and he and Alanya left leaving just Sam and Bryan.

"We'll be back soon. We're going to see about getting in that other room. They are going to be so damn sorry when we do." Sam nodded and gave Dean his full attention. He walked over to the table and picked up a scalpel. He turned and glared angrily at Dean.

"Sam, No!" yelled Dean, but he wasn't listening. He traced the scalpel down his brother's back.

"Sam don't! If you do this you'll never forgive yourself, please!" Dean craned his neck so he could see his brother better. Sam looked at him and Dean thought he saw a slight hint of recognition. He had to be mistaken though, he thought. Sam's not even in there anymore, or is he?"

"Well you gonna do it or not!" said Bryan very impatiently.

"What?" asked Sam. "Oh, yeah right. I'll get over it Dean."

"Sammy!" yelled Dean and winced when the cut was made. He sliced his back from one side to the other making a long thin cut. Dean jerked and arched his back. Blood poured from the incision and Sam just stared at it mesmirized. He dropped the scalpel and looked at the blood.

"You can't," said Bryan. "Remember what father said?"

"He does it." As if on cue Lothos comes back inside and saw what Sam was about to do. He walked over and slapped him hard across the face sending him stumbling backwards. Sam growled and placed his hand on his cheek. Lothos walked over to Dean and knealt down. "Giving my son ideas, are ya," he said.

Dean glared. "Why did you hit him!"

"Because he was about to disobey me. I will not tolerate that, son or no son. You had this planned didn't you?" said Lothos.

"No," lied Dean. Lothos went around to Dean's back.

"You're going to learn a lesson Dean," he said. He went down to Dean's back and licked off the blood then placed his hands on him. Dean screamed in agony as fire and pain shot through his system. He took a whip and began to beat Dean's back tearing skin in some places. Dean screamed again.

"Leave him the hell alone!" yelled Brad. He ran into the room and pointed the gun straight at Lothos head. "Get back!" he yelled, "Or I'll blow your damn head off! That will kill you, you know?" Lothos stepped back and glared.
Sam and Bryan took steps toward Brad.

"Don't move!" said Brad. "I might forget that you use to be human!" They both stopped.

"Where's my brother," asked Lothos dangerously.

"I have him where he can't cause any trouble for awhile," said Brad, "now step away from him. I'm a real good shot, just asked Alanya. He'll be unconsious for awhile." Lothos grinned and walked over to Dean. He placed the scalpel against his throat and glared at Brad. "Drop the gun or I'll kill him," said Lothos. Brad looked at Dean and bit his bottom lip nervously, then made a decision.

"You won't get the chance you son of a bitch!" he pulled the trigger, sending rock salt right between Lothos eyes. He screamed out in pain as the salt hit it's mark then he fell down to the floor. Brad took a knife and in one swipe, beheaded Lothos. He fell dead and everyone watched in horror as his body disappeared into the ground. Brad looked up at Sam and Bryan and saw the anger on their faces. He held up Lothos head, and said.

"Untie him!" Sam glared. Brad cocked his head. "Untie him now!" yelled Brad. Bryan went over and let Dean go.

"Back up and keep your hands up!" Sam and Bryan obeyed. Sam began to concentrate.

"Don't even think about it! You couldn't knock the gun out of my hand before I pulled the trigger! Now back up!" Sam backed up some more and Brad made his way over to Dean.

"You okay," he asked.

"Yeah, just don't kill my brother or my friend. They can't help it."

"I know," said Brad. Tony told me about Bryan but I didn't know about Sam." He helped Dean to his feet and he looked at his brother.

"Both of you turn around and put your hands on the wall," said Dean and they obeyed. Brad walked over carrying Lothos head and Dean went to rummage in the cabinets.

"I'll kill you," said Bryan, "I'll kill your ass for what you did to my father."

"He's not your father," said Dean and grabbed Bryan from behind. He placed some clothes to his nose that he had poured chloroform. Bryan struggled but finally fell unconscious in Dean's arms.

"I'll take him next door. The room is circled in salt. He want be able to get out until we get him back to normal." Dean nodded. I'll get Sam and follow you, but Sam had other ideas. He whirled around and knocked the clothe out of Dean's and and placed his arm around his neck squeezing hard.

"Sammy!" yelled Dean beginning to struggle for breath. Brad turned and pointed the gun at Sam's head.

"NO!" yelled Dean. "Just take Bryan and go!"

"Dean!" said Brad.

"NO! He's my brother man. I'll be okay."

"He's not your brother right now Dean. We've just killed his father. He's gonna kill you!"

"No he won't!" said Dean. "Just go. Take Bryan and go!"

"Dean! He'll kill you! I'm telling you," said Brad.

"Please," said Dean. Brad shook his head and took Bryan out, leaving Dean with a very angry Sam!

After Brad left with Bryan Sam spun Dean around to face him. His eyes were wild and he was furious.

"Sam!" said Dean, but Sam slammed him back against the wall. He hit hard and winced at the pain in his already abused back. Sam pressed his hand hard over Dean's mouth.

"Ssshhhh!!!!!" he said angrily. His eyes flashed fire. "Don't talk Dean. Don't say a word." Dean looked up at his brother and hardly even recognized him.

"He killed my father!" said Sam in a low and very dangerous voice. Dean shook his head, but Sam slammed it back against the wall. Dean winced again as he saw stars.

"You took my brother!" said Sam again. He removed his hand and immediately Dean began to protest.

"Sam he's not your father. Bryan is not your brother. I'm your brother."

"Shut the hell up Dean," he said, hitting him in the stomach. He doubled over in pain but Sam slammed him back again. Dean couldn't help it. He knew he shoud probably shut up but he had to reach his brother. He couldn't help himself.

"Sam, I can help you. I know how to get you back. You're not a demon, you're my brother. I know how to turn you back. Please let me turn you back!" yelled Dean.

"What you're going to do, is come with me and help me get my uncle," said Sam.

"No Sam, I won't. Alanya is staying right where he is," said Dean. Sam got in Dean's face and glared at him. His eyes began to glow green. Dean tried to turn away but Sam grabbed his head and forced him to look. Dean went still. He couldn't move. He was hypnotized.

"You will go and release my uncle. Now!" said Sam. Dean's mind was screaming no, but his feet were moving toward the door. Dean couldn't fight it. He walked over to the room where Alanya was being held. He opened the door. Alanya stood up and Dean kicked the salt away from the door so he could get out. Alanya came and grabbed Dean's chin and looked into his eyes. He grinned.

"I see my brother gave you a gift," said Alanya.

"My father is dead," said Sam, "and my brother's been taken." Alanya's eyes went cold.

"What happened to my brother!" he said angrily.

"A hunter." Alanya looked at Dean. Sam shook his head. "No uncle. The one you call Brad killed him, and with this one's help, took Bryan!"

"Take him back into the room. Don't kill him but you can do anything you want to him other than that. I'll be there soon." Sam nodded and jerked Dean back to the room. Immediately Dean came to and realized what he had done.

"Shit!" he said. "What the hell did you do to me Sam!"

"Shut up Dean!" he said. "You've released my uncle. He'll be here soon. In the meantime, I'm going to have some fun."

"Sammy!" said Dean. "Please!" Sam screamed in rage and grabbed Dean around the throat, squeezing until Dean was gasping for breath. He struggled and fought to get away but in his demon form, Sam was to strong and he couldn't.

Sam shoved Dean back against the wall and chained his hands and feet spread eagled so he had no hope of getting away.

"Sam!" yelled Dean again. He was getting very nervous, and Sam just glared and brought a metal ring over.

"What are you doing," asked Dean even more nervous.

"You won't shut up on your own, so I'm going to shut you up!" said Sam as he fitted the ring on Dean's head. He clamped it down holding him stationary. Dean had tried to fight but Sam had no trouble getting the brace on and clamping it down tight, so he couldn't move his head. He walked over and got something out of the cabinets and turned toward Dean. He stared at what he saw and looked at his brother like he was crazy.

"What are you going to do?" said Dean.

"Shut you up!" said Sam and brought the suture kit over to where Dean was chained.

"With that? You got to be kidding me!" said Dean. "Sam please, I'm sorry. I'll shut up I promise but please don't do that to me!" Sam glared at his brother and said, "To late." Dean began to breathe heavy when Sam took the needle and stitch material out of the box.

"Sam come on man," said Dean. "I'll shut up. I swear."

"You haven't yet. Don't worry Dean. It'll be over before you know it." Sam grabbed Dean's mouth and sewed his lips together. Dean screamed in pain, and tears sprang to his eyes, because he didn't do anything to deaden it. When Sam was finished he smiled and said. "Better than cement," Dean just stared at his brother. He couldn't believe he actually did that. All he could think of was he had to reach Sam, because if he didn't, Brad was right," he was going to kill him. Sam leaned into Dean and said, "You should be thankful that's all I did to you, because when Alanya get's in here, we're going to have all kinds of fun. He popped Dean in the face and waited on Alanya.