Here you all go. The ride is just now beginning. LOL. Hope you like it.
Chapter 2
"What did you see when you had your vision about this town?" the leader asked Sam matter of factly. Sam and Dean just looked at each other. How did they know about that? Sam decided not to say anything, so he played dumbed. These guys, he knew, were part of the problem.
"I don't know what you're talking about." he said. "Me and my brother were just passing through and decided to stop for coffee, that's all." He hoped they bought it, which of course, they didn't. They pressed the gun to his head. Dean took a step forward, but the looks on their faces made him stop.
"Don't play games Sam! I know who you and your brother are, and I know why you're here." He carressed the side of his face with the barrel of the gun. "Now this town is none of your concern. It belongs to the one we serve. He wants to see you."
"Forget it!" said Dean and took another step toward the group.
"Dean, if you come any closer, you're going to be sorry." said the leader. Dean stopped, but kept an eye on Sam.
Sam closed his eyes and swallowed hard. "Who do you serve, and what does he want with me?"
"What was your vision?" asked the leader not answering Sam's question.
"I don't know what you're talking about." said Sam. The leader nodded and two other men grabbed Dean, who fought like crazy, but they were joined by a third and he was forced to his knees!
"You want to play Sam? We'll play." said the leader. "Put your hands on your head Dean!" He did as he was told. The leader walked around behind Dean and put his own gun at the base of Dean's head. "What was your vision!" he said, cocking the gun.
"Stop! OK!" said Sam eyeing his brother. "I just had a vision of something dark and powerful attacking this town! We came to help!" said Sam swallowing hard again. "Please."
"Why!" asked the leader. Sam was silent. The man pressed the gun into Dean's head.
"It's what we do." said Sam. "We hunt evil and destroy it. Let him go. Please!"
"That's what I thought." said the leader. "That's who I thought you were. You two have made a whole lot of enemies in the spirit world. Do you know that? My name is Victor." He nodded and they pulled Dean to his feet. "We serve that dark force, you want to destroy, so guess what? You two are in a whole lot of trouble."
"Look," said Dean, "we said we'd leave, just let us go."
"That's not going to happen." said Victor.
"Why not?' asked Dean. "It's what you want."
"Let's just say, the hunters have become the hunted. The one we serve wants to see you and your brother. He knows who you are." He turned to the men that was with him. "Tie them up and bring them. We need to take this party to some place a little more private." Several men in the group tied Sam and Dean's hands behind their backs and shoved them into a van parked nearby. They blindfolded and gagged them and then sped away.
They drove for about 3 hours and finally came to a stop in front of an old abandoned building in the woods. They pulled the brothers out of the van and shoved them inside. Then they took off their gags and blindfolds. Both blinked to get their eyes adjusted and looked around. They were in the middle of nowhere and had no idea how to get back to town.
"Now we can play those games Sam!" said Victor.
"Where are we?" asked Sam.
"Miles away from town." said Victor, shoving them both further into the room.
"What do you want?" asked Dean. "Who are you? How do you know about us?"
"You two have enemies Dean. Evil wants to destroy you. They're tired of you always getting the upper hand. We serve that evil, and we're here to see that you don't get the upper hand anymore."
"Yeah, yeah" said Dean sarcastically. "I've heard that before. All you people sing the same tune. I'm really getting tired of it! You really need to learn a new song, because this one is getting so old."
"Oh yes Dean, you're the smart assed one, the one who always has a quick comeback. You act so tough and maybe you are, but you have one weakness." said Victor.
"Yeah, and what is that?" asked Dean with a smirk on his face. Victor walked over to Sam and Dean got real serious, real quick and glared.
"Sam." he said simply and took out a gun. "He's your weakness. You'd do anything for him. It's really sweet. He shoved Sam in a chair and forced the barrel of the gun into his mouth. Sam stared at his brother, fear on his face. Dean bit his bottom lip nervously.
"Don't." said Dean, fear beginning to creep in, along with panic.
"Now here's what we're going to do. Sam is coming with us and you're staying here. If you behave yourself, he'll be back, but if you don't, he'll die. Do you understand!" He removed the gun from Sam's mouth.
"You're not taking him." said Dean and received a punch in the gut! He hit the ground. "Do you understand!" said Victor again.
"I'll be ok Dean." said Sam. Dean glared. Two of the men pulled him back up to his feet and chained him to a pole in the middle of the building. Victor, along with two other men took Sam away.