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Hunted

Chapter four

"It seems you boys need to learn a little respect for a man with a gun." Carlos said staring at Dean. "So you boys were camping, or so you said…Well how do you feel about hunting? It's a nice sport, goes back to the beginning of time. The hunter and the hunted trying to outthink each other…and one always wins." Carlos walked over to Sam and put his hand up to his face then turned his head to the side as he examined him. "You'd make a nice trophy boy." He glanced over at Dean and smiled when he saw the rage that was boiling up in him as he touched Sam. He could tell they both cared more about the other rather then themselves. "My boys and I haven't had a good hunt in months. Oh sure we've hunted animals…but we haven't hunted a human in quite awhile….it keeps us on our toes." He then walked over to Dean. "Hmmm now let's see….Do we hunt one of you or both? It's more challenging to hunt two but….it's also more dangerous. Do I want to take a chance of one of you making it out of the woods alive, or do I want to kill one of you now and hunt the other." Carlos put his gun under Dean's chin and slowly pulled back the hammer. "Maybe I should kill you and hunt your friend."

"No!" Sam shouted as he took a step forward. He didn't know whether Carlos was serious or not but he knew the gun could go off at any moment. "No…please…don't…." He begged Carlos.

"Oh so maybe you would rather die then watch your friend die." Carlos said to Sam as he turned and now pointed the gun at Sam.

Dean could feel his whole body grow tense as he watched Sam shut his eyes as Carlos pressed the gun at his temple. Dean glared at Carlos.

"Like I said before you're a big man as long as you have a gun. Why don't you and me go one on one and see who really is the bigger man?" Dean challenged Carlos trying to take his attention off of his brother. It worked, Carlos turned the gun back on Dean.

"I think I'm going to set you both free…then hunt you down and finish you off slowly. I think my boys would like a little fun." Carlos looked back at his partners. "Wouldn't you boys?"

"Yeah…I'm betting we take the long haired one down first" Frank said as he looked at his friends. "Do I have any takers?"

Ray one of the other men pulled a twenty out of his pocket.

"I'll bet you twenty we take the other one first."

"You're on." Frank said grinning as he looked back and forth between the brothers then looked at Carlos.

"Are you going to cut one like we did the last bunch? It's always more fun hunting a wounded animal." Frank asked.

"That's true. It's always fun to see whether they still stick together when one of them is wounded or if the healthy one leaves the hurt one behind and saves himself."

"Which one do you want to cut?" Ray said taking out his knife and walking toward the brothers.

"Let me think on that….or better yet maybe I'll let them decide. But for now let's string them up for the night and we'll start the hunt tomorrow morning."

The brothers were forced over to a large tree then made to stand there while Santos strung ropes up around a strong branch. The other three held their guns on them and they knew there was no hope of escaping without the risk of one or both of them getting shot. Santos then tightly tied their hands together then hoisted them both up till they hung side by side from the branch. Sam winced in pain as his already sore stomach muscles were stretched. His pained expression was not lost on Carlos.

"So we already got us a wounded animal." Carlos walked over and lifted Sam's shirt up and saw the dark bruise on his stomach. "I guess we don't have to choose which one to hurt, the decision has already been made." Carlos started to turn away but then spun around slamming his fist into Sam's stomach.

Sam gasped as a sharp pain shot through him.

"Let him alone you son of a bitch!" Dean shouted as he kicked out trying to connect with Carlos but Carlos managed to avoid the kick and delivered another blow to Sam's stomach. Sam squeezed his eyes shut and grimaced in pain.

"I'm just softening your friend up for the hunt." Carlos turned to Dean and smiled. "Tomorrow we will see if you leave him and save yourself, or stay with him and risk certain death?"

TBC