Not sure about this chapter, I dont think I like it but its what came out of my head so I hope you do.

Masters of Masters

The three of them made their way into the old, ratty house. The rooms were bare of life, the only thing decorating its empty walls and floor was layers and layers of dust that had accumulated over the years. The condition of the inside matched the outside perfectly, the floor was eroding under foot, the smell of mold clung to the air around them.

"I thought you said the inside would be better." Dean mumbled, covering his nose and mouth behind the bend of his arm in an attempt to lesson the smell. His cologne filled his lungs and drove away the stench.

"Just wait. I promise you'll be impressed."

"This is where I leave you." Marianne stated, stepping out the front door. "Nothing has changed, take them down to meet Lucian. He's waiting in the chamber with your audience."

"Your not going to join us?" Anna pouted her lips as if the news was depressing.

"Oh of course I will. But for now, I must go check on our dear Elizaveta." With that, she slammed the door behind her, leaving the three of them in pitch black.

"I can't see a thing." Sam announced, his voice bouncing off the walls, echoing in the small space.

"I can take care of that." Anna replied.

Dean turned to her voice and saw the light spill into her eyes, glowing with the intensity of a flash light. The light was a soft blue that lit up a small circle around her tanned face.

"Don't touch me." Anna warned, taking a step away from the both of them.

"Why?" Sam asked.

"Because, it might hurt."

The light in her eyes seemed to sink into the black of her pupils, like water flowing down a drain. It traveled inside her eyes and spilled into her skin. Sam and Dean could see the blue light push up against the surface of her flesh, traveling through her veins like a bunch of little snakes squirming through her body. It traveled down her neck, highlighting her skin everywhere it touched, down her shoulder and arms until it reached her fingertips. The tips of her fingers glowed brighter and brighter as the rest of the light made its way through her body until it glowed with blue fire cased between her palms, spilling the glow of its light around them in a bright circle.

"Better?" She asked.

Sam and Dean were staring at her like they had just seen the coolest most awkward thing in the world. Neither of them knowing what to say.

"That's awesome." Dean mumbled.

"Does that hurt?" Sam asked, taking a step closer to examine the blue fire.

"Not really."

"What did she mean audience?" Dean asked.

"It means he has something in mind for the night."

"Like what?"

"Lets go find out. Follow me."

She led them down a hallway until she came upon what seemed to have been a towel closet, a small, narrow door keeping it shut.

"Can one of you open it? My hands are kinda…" She let her sentence trail off and looked down at her glowing hands. Sam moved in front of her and grabbed the handle, pulling it open. Candlelight spilled and mixed with Anna's light, she glared down at her open palms and flipped her hands so the back of her hand faced up, the light suddenly gone from her hands.

The inside of the closet held a long, steep, cement staircase with candles lining the cement walls.

"Is this more Hollywood for you?" Anna asked, staring into the opening.

"Yup, that's better." Dean confirmed. "How deep does it go?"

"Twenty five feet under, it's a pretty big drop if you trip going down. So don't do anything stupid."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

"Its only big enough for one person." Sam stated.

"Don't worry, I'm going in first, just stay close behind."

"I'll take up the rear." Dean circled around his brother, the three of them lined up to walk down.

By the time they reached the end of the stairs, they had sweat dripping down their face and back. Dean had been humming some song for half the walk down and still was.

"If you don't stop humming, I'll rip out your tongue and make you choke on it."

"Yeah Dean, that is annoying." Sam threw Dean a mean glare over his shoulder as Anna stopped a few feet away from the bottom step.

"I tried to make conversation on the way down but your both being grumpy."

"I'm sorry if I didn't want to talk about cheese!" Sam turned around to give Dean the full weight of his eyes.

"It was just a topic starter!"

"You couldn't talk about something necessary?!?!"

"I didn't see you trying to fill the silence!"

Anna stared at the two bickering brothers, their anger and annoyance hitting the air in waves so strong she felt she could choke on it. She took a deep breath, the air so hot it burned her lungs. She could taste their anger, their sweat as if she could lick it off them and realized what was going on as a flash of hunger shot up her spine.

"Sam, Dean! Cut it out!" She growled, her voice firm and controlled so it wouldn't carry down the long corridor ahead of them. Her voice traveled along their skin like a sweeping hand, caressing them in a way similar to that of a mother calming her child. They paused in mid sentence, feeling whatever power she released on them take hold of their bodies for a split second.

"Guys, Lucian's fucking with your emotions."

Sam turned painfully slow to face Anna, making it look like it was the most difficult thing in the world. "What? Why?"

"Because, he cant bring me out to the full extent of my vampire so he's aiming for the both of you. He's trying to turn you guys against one another."

"How do you know me and Sam never argue like this?" There was another flash of anger as Dean asked the question. Anna blinked at him, at the same time enveloping the calm feeling she had been projecting around him even more. He staggered back as if it hurt, his body relaxing, the anger trailing along the metaphysical line that connected to Anna's power so that it fed into her own body. She squashed the anger as it fed at her in waves of burning heat, making it into the warm comforting feeling she gave Dean.

"What are you doing to him?" Sam asked, his voice calm and relaxed as some of the extra power circled around him.

"Calming him, and you. I need you guys to understand that what ever you may feel tonight may not be what you think. Lucian can play with your emotions, but I can too. I'll try my best to make sure he doesn't fuck with your emotions. Now, if I stop feeding you this… feeling, will you guys be alright?"

They both nodded at her, neither of them wanting the feeling to go away. They had never felt so relaxed in their life, so calm, so... peaceful. Everything about their life defined stress, tension, and a million other feelings but never anything this calm.

"You understand I have to stop this right?" Anna asked, reading the look on both their faces.

"Yes." They said in unison.

Anna pulled the calm away from them slowly, letting them adjust to whatever Lucian was throwing at them so they could handle with it. It unraveled around them, left them out in the open to feel the heat and anger reenter their bodies, but this time they knew it wasn't their own heat. Their mind rejected it before it could embed itself inside them.

"You guys okay?"

"Yeah." Sam said. "I feel better now."

"Don't you ever pull your vampire tricks on me like that again!" Dean growled, only this time it was his own anger.

"Sorry." Anna said reflexively. She knew Dean wouldn't like it, but she had needed to calm him before he thought of ripping his own brothers head off.

"He's so ungrateful…" A familiar voice laughed. "Why give your protection to someone so… wrong."

Eric walked down the corridor wearing black denim jeans, leather straps tied from his wrist to his elbow in crisscrosses and a black collar with silver studs around it.

"He's only going to make this meeting more difficult to control."

"Let me guess, your our escort?" Anna turned toward Eric, taking a step closer to the boys in the process.

"Yes, I am." He held a hand out to her like a proper escort.

She moved another step back, holding her arms out for the boys to grab. Sam hooked her arm with his, his other hand resting on her forearm. Dean followed Sam's lead, acting like Anna's own personal escort.

"Sorry, my hands are already taken."

Eric stared at Sam, studied how Sam's arm flexed his muscles with that one small movement. Dean noticed the look on Eric's face and tightened his grip around Anna's arm. Anna tried not to flinch at Dean's grip, but it only grew tighter and tighter.

"For fuck sake." She whispered so not even the werewolf in front of them could hear her.

She twisted her arm out of Dean's and turned toward Sam. Anna's free hand cupped the back of Sam's neck and pulled him toward her, at the same time tiptoeing up to meet him half way. Their lips met, brushed against one another till their mouths spilled open and tongues danced around each other.

Eric's eyes narrowed down on their lips, a silent rage filling up the air so it pinched and burned the surface of Anna's skin. She growled at his anger against Sam's lips, her fangs falling into place. Sam's tongue found the sharp edge forming inside her mouth and started to pull back. She tightened her grip on his neck, used her supernatural strength to keep him still. He started to moan his protest until a flash of calmness overwhelmed him. She fed him that still calmness she had before, opening her eyes to look at Eric. Eric's eyes had gone to fire burning orange, his rage making it hard for him to control his wolf.

Dean wrapped his arms around Anna's lower body and pulled her away from Sam, breaking the kiss and the flow of calmness she fed him through it. Sam gasped for air as Anna broke away from him, reaching out for her to keep feeding him her power. Dean turned away with Anna pressed up against him so she stood out of reach. She pushed away from him and walked up to Eric, his anger biting along her skin. Dean hurried to his little brother, making sure Anna didn't do anything she would regret. She whispered something to Eric so the boys wouldn't hear. He turned abruptly away from her and walked down the corridor.

"Sammy, you okay? Can you hear me?" Dean slapped his brothers face until Sam caught his wrist.

"Stop slapping me and I'll be fine."

Dean turned to Anna, she held her hands up in front of her as if his stare could burn her to a crisp.

"What the hell did you do to him?"

"Hey, maybe if you weren't squeezing my arm like a cave man I wouldn't have gone through such extreme measures to make sure wolf boy there didn't pounce on Sam."

"What did you do?" He asked again.

"Nothing, I saw how you both acted to feeling calm so I used it to make it look like Sam wanted to ravish me."

"I'm alright Dean, really. She didn't hurt me." Sam said.

"Sam wants to be comforted so that's what I gave him when he felt my fangs. I was trying to make it clear to Eric that Sam was off limits, I couldn't have Sam pushing away from me. So when you broke the kiss he wanted more of that feeling and reached out for me. It played out perfect."

"You really should give us warnings when you do something like that." Sam coughed.

"Sorry, Dean was hurting me."

"Don't blame me. You dragged us into this."

"Oh for gods sake! No I didn't. I told you guys to stay out of it, plus they would have hunted you down after smelling your scent in the woods. Your lucky I'm with you or they'd just kill you off."

"Lucky? You almost bled me dry, I have a werewolf who gets hard just looking at my brother, and someone's messing with how I feel about things!"

"You know what? Fine, you want to be in charge so fucking much then go ahead. Be in charge. I'd love to see how you handle Lucian."

"Sweet Jesus…" Sam ran a hand down his face.

"It cant be that hard if you can do it."

Anna screamed her frustration, balling her hands into fists. "Fine MASTER, show me how its done." Anna stormed off into the corridor, Dean arguing as he followed her. Sam stood still for a moment, shaking his head at the two of them. This wasn't any vampire tricks, this was just them. And they were likely to get all of them killed. He ran down the corridor, followed their arguing voices.

Anna stopped at one of the many doors lining the cement walls. She folded her arms under her breast and nodded her head toward the door.

"Here you go big shot. Master gets to walk in first." She made a sweeping gesture guiding his eyes to the door.

"You two have got to cut this out." Sam protested.

"You're his brother, maybe you can get it through to him that he's playing with fire here."

"Don't bet on it."

"You know…" Anna ground her teeth together, the muscles in her delicate arms flexing with anger. "We don't have time for this. Move." She reached for the handle but Dean's hand was already cupped around it, twisting and pushing it open.

"Shit Dean!" Anna reached out for him in that vampiric speed.

Dean pushed his way inside, took that first step in before Anna tugged on his shirt to make him stop. She slipped one hand in front of his body, just above his jeans and pushed his back forward in a speed so quick he almost couldn't tell she had touched him. He was bowing from the waist up, Sam and Anna on their knees just to the side of him, their heads hung low.

A soft murmur filled his ears, bounced off the walls and reverberated through the air.

"Who is he?" A female voice. "Cute." Another female. "Why is Anna behind him?" Another female hissed. "She's a fool if she thinks this will help her." A male voice growled. "This is a promising sight." Another male laughed.

"Anna Marie, what is this nonsense?" A strong, deep male voice growled above all the others.

Dean slowly stood upright, staring only inches away from the face that held the voice. He was tall, an inch or two shorter then Dean. White, white skin, so perfect and flawless it hurt your eyes to stare. Eyes a deep, dark green that stuck out beneath his long black eyelashes. His square face with such strong features, high cheek bones, full red pouting lips. Black wavy hair the same length as Sam's. He wore an open button down green silk shirt that brought out the intensity of his eyes and displayed his bare chiseled chest magnificently. The sleeves covering up to the knuckles of his hands. His black dress slacks loose, feet bare and white against the fabric and ground.

"Answer me!" He yelled.

Anna flinched, looking up at Dean for guidance. He wanted to play the man in charge so that's what she was doing, letting him lead.

"I'm guessing your Lucian." Dean said.

Lucian turned his eyes away from the kneeling vampire and gave Dean the full weight of his eyes. He was not a happy camper.

"Yes, who might you be?"

"Names Dean."
"And who exactly are you to my dear sweet Anna Marie?" He hissed.

"Master, may I speak?" Anna asked Dean, trying to hide the resent she felt in calling him Master.

Lucian turned to her once again. Laughter bubbled up his throat until he threw his head back and let it fill the air around them. His laugh was joined by everyone else in the room until it died away into pure silence.

"Did you just call him Master? Oh Anna, you always were something to laugh at." Lucian said, the laughter still in his eyes.

She bit her tongue from saying anything stupid, she had not gained permission to speak. Lucian turned to Sam who stood quite to Dean's right.

"I don't like this, but I'll play along." He said, turning his attention back to Dean. "Are you going to give her permission or not?"

"Depends."

"On what?"

"On why we're here."

Lucian rolled his eyes, letting out a breath from frustration.

"You should know if your really her Master."

"Listen fang face, you invited us here, not the other way around. So start talking or we're leaving."

Lucian raised his eyebrows at the Dean, Anna's eyes widened. Sam shook his head back and forth, obviously displeased with his brother.

"You sure know how to pick them. He's going to get you killed." Lucian laughed.

"Master?" Anna growled.

"Let her speak boy."

"Dean." Sam whispered.

"Fine."

Anna stood up from beside him. Lucian paced toward her, resting an arm on her shoulder. She was much smaller then him so she had to look up to meet his eyes.

"What is this attire you have on?" He asked.

Anna was still in Sam's boxers and Dean's shirt. She hadn't gotten the chance to get new clothes and didn't really care all that much about it.

"My clothes got shredded last night."

"I don't like it, take it off."

"I don't care what you like, its staying on unless my Master says otherwise." Anna smiled, happy that she had someone to claim her as his own so she wouldn't have to obey Lucian's every order. The content quickly vanished as Lucian's anger played over her skin. It was like rolling in lava. She staggered back and would have fell if Dean hadn't caught her arm.

"He is not even a vampire! You brought two humans into our business."

"You said she could bring in hunters for the job at hand, that's exactly what she did." Dean said.

"You do not abide by our laws, I meant vampire hunters like herself."

"You should now better then to just say something without making it clear." Anna said, lifting Sam from the floor.

"I should have known you'd twist my words anyway you could."

"Should have." Anna responded.

"What are we here for?" Dean asked again.

"Please stop this joke, its giving me a headache. You can not be her Master, you are no where near strong enough to control her."

"What are we here for?"

"You failed to do your job, and for that you must be punished. Unless…" Lucian trailed off looking at Anna.

"Unless what?"

"We can make a deal."

"No." Anna hissed.

"What kind of deal?"

"Give me Anna Marie for the night and I give you my word for safe passage until the end of your hunt."

"Master?" This from Eric.

"And the boy for my wolf."

"You have got to be out of your mind." Dean laughed.

"Why is that? It is common for us to give our people up. I've been wanting her for sometime now, and my wolf is very fond of your male friend there."

"Your not getting her or my brother."

"I can punish you by forcing you to give them up, I'm trying to play nice here."

"I don't think your wife will like that very much." Anna said as Marianne circled around to Lucian's side.

Lucian only but smiled.

"Fine, then you will be punished." He turned to Dean when he said it. "Since you are in charge here, I will give you their punishment. I assume they are under your protection?"

"That's odd, Anna told me they were under her protection? Marianne said.

"No, she's under mine." Dean spat out.

Anna grabbed his hand and squeezed it tight.

"Dean, I don't think-" Sam began.

"Shut up Sam."

"What about a show?" Anna stepped in front of Dean, her hand trembling in his. He wasn't sure what the punishment was, but if it got her trembling as violently as she was he knew it would be bad.

"What kind of show?!" One of the females screamed out. Lucian threw her a look and she silenced.

"What kind of show?"

"What kind of punishment?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes."

"Chain him up and whip him, although I was going to let you be the one to whip him. I know how much you like that." He smiled.

"Which whip?" Anna asked.

"Hmm… Eric." He said.

Eric walked up behind him, a cat o nine tails with sharp silver spikes embedded into the leather material resting across his arms. Anna kept a straight face, she knew automatically that no show would convince him away from the sight of her whipping Dean till he bled to death.

"No show…" She whispered.

"Tell him to give me you and the boy for Eric and no one will have to get hurt."

"Sam doesn't swing that way, you'd be hurting him."

"It wont hurt for long." Eric said, taking a step closer to Sam.

Dean stepped between Sam and Eric. Sam had taken a step closer to the wolf, his hand balled into a fist.

"Sam, don't." Anna said.

"If he touches me, I'm putting a bullet between his eyes." Sam growled.

"Oh, something will be put somewhere, and not in me." Eric laughed.

Dean fist went slamming into the side of Eric's face. A gasp filled the room as the wolf hit the floor. Lucian was on top of Dean in a heart beat, holding him up by his throat in the air, claws forming out the tips of his fingers, slowly digging into Dean's neck. Eric shifted on the floor, black fur spilling out his body. He pounced off the floor, hurdling himself into Sam's body, knocking Sam unconscious. Anna rushed at Eric, her claws already in place. She struck him in the side with so much force that the wolf lifted off the floor and turned with the upswing of her claws so that he tumbled and spun in the air. The other vampires moved toward her. Dean let out a strangled sound of pain, tearing Anna's attention away from the vampires circling her.

"Lucian! Wait!" She screamed as she saw blood dripping out from where his claws started to pierce Dean's throat. She hurried past Sam in that liquid speed and kneeled in front of Lucian, Dean's feet brushing her shoulders. Her arms circled Lucian's waist and pulled him a step closer to her so her head rested on the bulge between his legs. He stopped squeezing Dean's neck and looked down at her.

"He is under my protection Lucian. His wrongs are mine. I am responsible for what he and his brother do."

"You are not the Master here." He growled. "You wanted to play your games so let us play." He tightened his hold, Dean squirming under his grip so that he accidentally kicked Anna's shoulder.

"I give you me!" She yelled, shoving her face into his crotch even harder. He dropped Dean to the floor so he could grab her wavy hair in his claws and pull her up.

"Do they mean that much to you? After a century of fighting me you will offer yourself up for their safety?"

"Yes."

"From what I heard that one is not grateful to you for anything." He said pointing to Dean's coughing form. "But still you will protect him?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Do you want me or not?"

"I want him to know just how much your giving up for him."

"What's it matter to you?"

"You know why."

She did know why, but part of her wanted him to say it.

"Why?" She asked again.

"Because you were mine."

A soft silence filled the room, but emotions played along the air like music. The strongest was coming from Marianne, she did not like the way the night had been going and it was clear in the air. The other vampires seemed anxious, waiting for what was next to their Masters show.

"Chain him." Lucian ordered, nodding his head toward Dean.

"What are you doing?"

"You."