Chapter 9:

Kate was tightly gripping her head, staggering around, trying to gather her bearings, grabbing the edge of a table to steady herself, her hands were shaky, then she broke off that piece of the table then threw it aside. Her eyes, wide and protuberant to whole time, alternating between blue and white, then black and red, back and forth.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY BODY!!!" It seemed that it was Kate that said it. Then she screamed and dropped to the ground, cradling her head. Then she slowly rose, gracefully and looked at the brothers, the middle of her eyes scarlet, she looked pissed as hell, but a little amused.

"Wow, that mortal bitch has got some fight in her hasn't she? Honestly, a good tussle like that was just what I needed, after five thousand years, I've been a little out-of-practice, and I almost broke a sweat!"

Dean found this highly unlikely since the girl was still wearing only a bra and jeans, and this dungeon seemed to come without a heater. She began to walk away from the brothers and Dean realized why she was shirtless, half her back had an inverted pentagram carved into have her back! Dean looked at Sam, who looked like he'd pass out any minute, Dean leaned backwards to take a look at Sam's back, and same deal, no wonder he was shirtless.

"What's the symbol for!?" Dean half screamed at the demon-queen. She looked a little taken back by this question. Humans sure are smarter and stronger since I ruled, I better not underestimate them anymore, and especially not my playmate, and I have fun plans for him. And the other, he shall make a fine host for Cestes.

She turned towards the Winchesters, with a coy smile on her face. "You know what the inverted pentagram means, with your...chosen profession, but what you don't know is, that it was first created to be a sign symbolizing me." She paused and inhaled sharply. Then added, "It needs to be on the body of someone chosen the be host to a supreme being like me or Cestes, who your brother shall be host to."

Dean scoffed. Please, Dean, just shut your mouth for once. Sam thought.

"Sweetheart, you don't seem all powerful to me, gimmie a weapon or two, I could totally kick your satanic ass."

"Great, now I'm going to be an only child." Sam said, breathlessly.

Laya Kayla seemed lightly amused yet angry at this, she walked closer to Dean and levitated to be level to his face, and came closer, so close she could count his stubble.

"Trust me, I have many...talents you aren't aware of, and probably will never be privy to. If you value your life, Dean Bartholomew Winchester, you will hold your tongue before I rip it off. This body's...former occupant had a few tricks, I amplify them, hundreds of times over, plus my old powers, powers humans can't even dream of."

She lowered herself and swiftly punched Dean in the abdomen, breaking the skin; he swung up, hit the ceiling, and then crashed down back to the ground.

"Let that be a lesson to you, plaything." She said coldly, and then stormed off.

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Dean would have been lying on the floor gripping his bleeding abdomen if he wasn't being held up. Sam looked at his older brother, his ragged breathing worrying the younger Winchester.

Dean was in horrible pain that bitch packs a helluva punch He thought, and then glanced at his brother, Dean noticed that he was shivering and his mouth was still bloody, if Dean didn't know better he would have thought it was a bad attempt at applying lipstick, a REALLY bad attempt.

"Dean. Next time think twice before pissing off the queen bitch." Sam said, narrowing his eyes.

"I resent that! We wouldn't be in this mess if you could spend one night without getting kidnapped, you dumbass!" Dean uttered a quiet gasp at this comment where the hell did that come from? Was that just adrenaline at Sam's statement? Was Dean just mad at their current predicament? Did Dean really mean that?

Neither brother had the time to ponder these questions, they could hear footsteps, then the big, wooden door being unlocked then opened. And saw four hulking henchmen come into their prison and release them. Both Winchesters immediately tumbled to the ground. Then as the demon guards approached, they pounced with their hunter strength and agility. But were unfortunately over powered in their weakened condition, not to mention that their opponents could probably knock out superman.

Two guards roughly grabbed the Winchester boys, handcuffing their hands behind their backs.

"Where are you taking us?" Sam asked, apprehension and anger detectable in his voice. "Our master will not spend another minute in this filthy place." One bald man who could have been a wrestler said. They suddenly pushed the boy onto their stomachs, tying their feet, blindfolding and gagging them.

Sam felt strong hands grab him, he tried to wriggle free of their grasp, only to be not-do-lightly smacked in the head, dazing him. Then he felt a pleasant weightless sensation, followed by the un pleasant feeling of falling into a hard surface. Followed by a hard smack! Above him. They put him in a trunk. He didn't know where Dean was, or where they were taking his older brother.

They did the same to Dean, despite his injuries, he was still a fighter, actually getting released from his captor's grasp, before being punched in the face and knocked out cold.

The car ride went for about an hour before either Winchester slammed against one side of the car trunk, indication an abrupt stop. This woke Dean, and then he heard shuffling footsteps, then the trunk open. He was greeted with a gust of wind, even with his blindfold, he could tell it was freezing outside and probably snowing. He felt rough hands seize him; he didn't fight too much this time.

They did the same to Sam and both Winchesters were seated in chairs beside each other, their blindfolds removed. Letting their eyes adjust to the sudden light, then looking around quizzically at their surroundings, at each other, Sam saw that Dean was sporting quite the shiner. Then looking directly in front of them, seeing the small yet intimidating form of Kate. They seemed to be in some kind of satanic temple.

But she was different, the blood on her face was cleaned off, her piercings were taken out and she changed her clothes, into an old shiny suit, that seemed to be a part of her. She smiled her usual Cheshire cat smile and said, "I'm feeling a little lonely here, let's bring out Cestes." A crazed look in her black eyes, the red coming out. She licked her lips.

Sam felt rough hands grab his arms, protesting and fighting, he was no match still. They un-cuffed him and shackled his wrists to the wall and one of the henchmen brought out a big vase, not unlike the one they brought when Kate was possessed.

TBC

Yeah I know, I don't update fore a week, then I leave a huge cliffy, I'm evil, and I was thinking of the queen song 'killer queen' while I wrote this, who does the subject of that song sound remind you of?

If you know that song, awesome, you have good taste in music, if you don't, listen to it now!