1THANK U!!! all the review r so nice..I luv them...and every1 who is readin and reviewin.. I was home 2day so I decided 2 write another chapter..and I'm going 2 c Harry Potter 2nite..prepare for some torture.!!
"Dammit Sammy, why does everything happen to you...where are you?"
PAIN
Sam began to stir and was met by a throbbing pain in his stomach. He slowly lifted his head and the world began to spin. He shook his head in hopes of clearing the dizziness but only succeeded in making it worst. He snapped his eyes shut and concentrated on breathing before opening his eyes once more. He felt a little light- headed and he was a little confused as to where he was and why he was light- headed. Then he remembered. The dance, the fight, the Shadow...AND SCHUYLER.
"Schuyler"
He attempted to move but realized he was tied to a chair. His ankles and wrist tied securely. he looked down and saw blood on the floor, it was dried and he didn't want to think about who's it was. He looked up again praying that Schuyler wasn't with him but safe at home...and Dean. Dean was looking for him along with his dad. Although his eyes feel on a small figure to the right of him also tied up. She was in a dress, the same dress Schuyler had worn to the dance.
"Schuyler" he yelled louder this time and SChuyler slowly turned her head to his. Pure fear was in her eyes and her voice trembled when she spoke.
"Sam! Sam what's going on? I'm scared." Tears found their way down her cheek and Sam knew that telling her wouldn't comfort her but he knew that she had every right to know the truth.
"Schuyler I need you to listen to me. I'm not crazy and everything I'm about to tell you is true..everything. Okay?"
He got a nod in response before he continued. "The thing that captured us, it's a shadow. It a creature that tortures it prey before killing them and leaving them in the shadows of their loved ones. My dad and Dean hunted one once. They love fear and they love pain...everything you've ever heard in myth and ghost stories is true, minus a few numbskull ideas. Ghost, spirit, vampires, werewolves they're al real. And my family we hunt them. The hunt I told you about the first day we met. It wasn't a regular hunt it was a supernatural hunt. It was my first hunt, we were hunting a wareigo..a werewolf and wendigo. I killed the son of a btch but he got me too. But trust me Schuyler I'm going to do everything to protect you...everything!"
"I..they're...all...of..them?"
"Yes, I know it sounds crazy but it is all true..all of it."
"So...how, I mean how do we get out of here?"
"I'm thinking...you called Dean right?"
"Ye...yeah"
"Okay so that means he is probably looking for me..my dad to but I'm gonna try and break loose. You just stay there and.."
He was cut off by the sound of a squeaky door being opened. A pair of red eyes..crimson red eyes made their way across the room. The dark figure of the shadow stood before them. It smiled an evil smile.
"Lets have some fun shall we?"
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now leaving it off right there would have been mean so I'll continue...LOL
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Dean had been on the computer, reading books and his dad's journal for the past 45 minutes. Nothing gave him any hints to where Sam was being kept. He resigned back to the rhythm.
Maybe it'll tell me where to look.
He spoke the rhythm aloud hoping to make more sense of it.
"Killer feed, where plants recede. The whereabouts unknown, where the walls are stone."
He started pacing something he did when he was nervous or thinking and in this case it was both.
"Plants recede...unholy ground maybe?"
He continued to think of other possible meanings for the rhythm for 15 minutes when his dad came crashing through the door. What had taking him 2 ½ hours on the ride up had taken him a mare hour when he received the new about his baby boy.
"What? Did you find Dean?"
"Dad read this." he sadly handed his father Sam's phone. He read the message his face showing concern, worry and dread..as did Dean's.
"alright..sound like unholy ground..but walls of stone..Dammit...lets go..where are the closest cemeteries?"
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the Shadow crept closer to Schuyler with a knife in its hand. Sam reacted quickly.
"Don't you touch her you sick son of a Btch." he spat at the Shadow who seemed amused by Sam's rage.
"You want to go first Sammy?"
"Its Sam!"
"Well Sam you just earned yourself one hell of a good time." It smiled before laughing evilly. He turned from Schuyler who let a breathe escape after holding it from seeing the shadow.
"Now Sam..let me see. I was gonna use this." he held the knife up..the light from above shined of it. "But I believe this will do much better."
He held up a hammer..a wooden hammer and inched its way to Sam. He smiled once before bringing the hammer down on Sam hand. A sickening crack was heard but followed by the screams of pain that escaped Sam.
He was panting from the now throbbing pain in his left hand and wrist. "You..sick..mother..
"Ahh,a..ahh..ah. Such a bad mouth...maybe a little slice of the tongue?"
Sam clenched his jaw shut.
"No..oo well then this pretty young lady will get somthing worst."
"NO!"
"Ahh, that what I thought." he made his way to Sam once again, he held the knife once more.
"Open up boy."
Sam reluctantly complied. And the Shadow began to carve a symbol in his tongue. Sam began to bring his head back and close his mouth but an invisible force held him. He let out a gut wrenching scream, as the creature continued to carve the symbol in his tongue. It took a vigorous 15 minutes before the creature withdrew from Sam. Sam's tongue was already swelling and blood was flowing freely.
the symbol was extensive and the Shadow smile at his work.
"Sam? Are you okay?" Schuyler's voice was full of fear and concern but fear was overpowering.
"I'm fine..I'm fine." his words were slurred because talking proved painful with the newly carved symbol on his tongue.
"What next Sam?"
"Sam glared at the Shadow. It was his death glare the one Dean used frequently but Sam only used it when he was enraged. And right now he was beyond mad and he kept his glare on the Shadow. But he only smiled and laughed.
"Hey Sammy boy...looks don't kill...I do!"
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HMMM MAYBE I"LL BE EVIL AND END ON A CLIFFY NAH
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"Dad, what are we looking for? I mean I know unholy ground but the stone part"
"Dean..I don't know, I just don't. Look for unholy ground and we'll go from there."
"Okay."
they both set off in different directions in the sunny grove cometary. After about 30 minutes they both came back to the impala with nothing.
"Dad its been 2 hours, we need to find him."
"I know son, and we will don't you worry." John hoped that he would convince himself but he and Dean both knew that this wasn't a good situation.
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"Go to Hell!" AS Sam spoke blood dripped from his mouth. Each word sent waves of pain but he was enraged.
"Sammy.SAmmy.Sammy...now I'm gonna have to do some more damage."
He smiled and picked up what looked like a hook, it was 4 inches long and the Shadow went over to Sam and pierced his top and bottom lip. He did it slowly But Sam was forced still and he could do was scream. The Shadow then began to slowly extract the hook. It made it that more painful for Sam and when he was all done Sam had tears running downing his cheeks.
"Had enough..cause I think it's the girls turn." Schuyler shook her head in fear but it was stilled and the creature came to her with the knife. He glided it down her arm, blood slowly dripping from the wound. She cried and screamed. That was all it took for Sam to tug at the ropes. His left wrist protested in pain be he still pulled. To his surprise his the rope on his right hand gave a little lead way. He worked solely on that rope, stopping when ever the Shadow would turn his way. After about 10 minutes the rope was loose enough for Sam to pull his hand out. When the Shadow had its back turned he quickly untied the remaining ropes. He grabbed the knife on a near by table and came up behind the shadow. Stabbed him in the back before rushing to untie Schuyler. He helped her out of where they were being kept.
"Schuyler you have your phone?"
"Yes." She was shaking and crying but handed her phone to Sam, who dialed Dean's number quickly.
"Hello?"
"DEAN!"
"Sammy?"
HAHAHA CLIFFY!!!!
