Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural.
Sequal to Terror.
Based on the book by John Saul-The Right Hand of Evil. (Hint, Hint)
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I can't say that I'm doin' great
But I think I'm gettin' well
Gonna let the world know that I'm alive
And I just got back from Hell
And I just got back from Hell
I just got back from Hell
Got back from Hell
Gary Allan-I Just Got Back From Hell
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I woke up and tried to sit up. I looked around and saw that I was in the basement but it looked completely different. Then I noticed I was shackled on a table.
"Your awake." Dad said glaring at me.
"Dad. You don't want to do this. You love me." I pleaded.
"My life's been a living Hell because of you! Even before you were born I was forced to do things that I didn't want to do!"
"What about John?" I said getting angry that he was blaming it on me. John was my twin and born on the same day!
"John's like me. Picked for no reason to take all you humans out."
"Where's mom?"
"You don't have to worry about her."
Just then John walked in with a pair of sharp siccors and handed them to dad. Dad smiled as he cut my shirt in half and cutting it off around the shoulders.
"Dad you don't want to do this. It's the house that's making you do this!" I yelled.
"It's the house that's making me see everything for the first time."
Then it hit me. "You made a deal with it. You gave it yours and John's soul." I said shocked.
"Too bad sis. You would have really liked it." John said with an evil grin.
Before I knew it John was unconsious. Uncle Dean stood with a baseball bat in his hand.
"YOU!" Dad yelled angry.
"Sam, don't make me do this." Dean pleaded.
"Dad told you to kill me anyways if I turned evil remember?! DO IT!" He yelled.
"NO!" I cried.
Just then Uncle Dean knocked dad out with the bat.
"You okay kiddo?" He asked undoing the shackles.
"I'm tied to a table in my bra." I muttered.
He laughed.
"How did you come back?" I asked as he helped me off the table.
"I was always there. I could see everything that I was doing and I fought real hard."
I swallowed. "How could dad give the house their souls?"
"Sammy's been fighting to long with trying to stay good. He couldn't take it anymore." Uncle Dean said sadly.
Just then the house started to shake violently.
"We've got to get out of here!" He yelled grabbing my hand.
"MOM!" I yelled.
"She's outside in the car!"
We were running and could hear dad screaming. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
We made it outside and the ground stopped shaking. We looked as the house returned to it was the day we moved in. Old paint and weeds everywhere.
"You know what we have to do." Uncle Dean said.
"Yeah." I said tears starting to fall.
Uncle Dean Poured gas around the house and lit it on fire. The three of us watched as the place burned up in flames. I looked at a window upstairs and saw Rick upstairs looking down at me sadly.
"No way!" I said shocked.
"What?" Mom said.
"Nothing."
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"I don't get it. How come I didnt' turn evil?" I asked a week later.
"You had this." Uncle Dean said and touched the neckless that he gave me in his had. "Told you it would help you."
"But what about you?" I frowned.
"The latch broke off." he said holding his up. "Stupid thing out of all the times to do it."
"Do you think dad's in a better place now?"
"Yeah."
We stared at the graves of dad and John. We watched as mom put flowers on them. She got up and Uncle Dean grabbed her hand and kissed it.
"You okay?" He asked.
"I will be. Like I said before I can handle just about anything." Mom said smiling.
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3 years later mom and Uncle Dean had gotten married. She was starting to be happy again. We decided to move back to Uncle Dean's hometown and he bought his old house. After we moved I did some research on Rick and found out that he was one of the children that was killed in the house when it first started. People must have thought that I was nuts when I was talking to him in public. Now as I stood at graduation grabbing my diploma I saw my dad and John smiling at me at the end of the stage. I just looked at them until they disappeared. That was when I knew things were going to be better for now on.
The End