Danielle's POV;
"It's just a cat." I say. "How did a cat get in here?" Bobbie shrugs, as she leans down and calls the cat towards her. "What are you doing?" I ask, looking at her as if she's lost her mind.
"I want to see if it's friendly." She calls it again, as it slowly moves towards her.
As Bobbie is about to pick the cat up, we hear another loud bang, causing the cat to run in the opposite direction.
"Damn it." Bobbie says.
"Let's move." I say following the sound, with Bobbie a step behind.
We make our way deeper into the basement, quickly and quietly. It was starting to get a little harder to see due to the flickering lights, so Bobbie pulled out the flashlight she had in her pocket, just as we heard a voice in the distance. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but I knew whoever it was, was in trouble by the struggle in the tone of the low voice. As if on cue, we both take out our knives.
Bobbie and I looked at one another, and moved more quickly towards the voice, when we came across a room. There was no door, and was empty, except for the single light hanging in the middle of the room with a man in a chair under it, tied up and bleeding from his neck.
"Please, please help me." The man struggles to say to us, as we hear another voice coming from somewhere else.
"I'll help him, you go find out who or what that is." Bobbie says handing me the flashlight, before she moves closer to the man. I nod, as I clutch the flashlight in my right hand, and the knife in my left, before exiting the room. "I'm going to get you out of here." I hear Bobbie say to the man.
"Thank you." He says, before I'm out of earshot.
The other voice, turned out to be "voices", female. I turn the corner, and could see light coming from another room. I turn off the flashlight, still holding it in my hand, since I could still use it as a weapon if needed. Inching closer to the room, I peek around the door frame. It was identical to the other room, except it had a few tables around the perimeter of the room with different things covering them. There are two women standing in the middle of the room beside two chairs. The women from the video footage, the Vetalas. I thought.
My hand flew up to cover my mouth, to quiet my gasp, when I recognized the two men with blood on their necks they had tied up. Sam and Dean.
"It's a good thing we picked up these new ones, the other is about tapped out." One of the Vetalas says. "You wanna finish him together?"
"Sure, I'd love to." The other says.
Not taking another second to think about it, I grip the flashlight tighter in my hand, as I turn into the room. Bringing my arm up, just as one of the Vetalas turns around, I slam the flashlight across her temple, causing her to fall to the ground. The other turns as she heard her sister hit the ground.
"Not so fast." She says, coming at me with full force. Pushing me against the wall, causing me to drop the flashlight and my knife, holding me in place with hands around my neck.
Looking around for anything within reach that I could use as a weapon, I see a small pipe, about a foot long on a table next to me. Thankfully it was in arms reach, and as soon as I had a grip on it, I smack it against the side of her head. She fell to the ground with a thud, just as Bobbie runs in.
The other Vetala staggers to her feet, and makes her way towards Bobbie, who had just realized it was Sam and Dean who were tied up.
"Bobbie!" I yell, which causes her to duck out of the Vetalas path, as she brings her knife up and stabs the Vetala right in the heart, and twists the blade. She falls to the ground, and crumble apart.
"No!" Her sister yells, getting to her feet.
I look around for my knife, which is a few feet away. I grab it as quickly as I can, as the Vetala goes after Bobbie. She grabs her by the neck, but didn't have a good enough grip, because Bobbie was able to slip out of it with no problem. She kicks the Vetala back towards me, and as she turns to run away, I bring my knife up and press it into her heart, twisting the blade, and she crumbles to the ground like her sister.
"Shit." Bobbie says out of breath, examining her skirt, that was now ripped up the side.
"You okay?" I ask her, out of breath as well.
"Yeah."
"Did you get him out?"
"Yeah. Took him out the back, so no one would see him."
"Good."
"Son of a bitch." I heard Dean say in disbelief. I almost forgot they were even here.
I go over to Sam, and cut the ropes that tied his hands behind him. Bobbie does the same for Dean, even though I could see on her face that she didn't want to, but had no choice.
"Thanks." Sam says to us.
"So if you guys are as good as you say, how'd they get the jump on you?" Bobbie asks the guys jokingly, as she cuts the final rope around Dean's wrists.
"Shut up." Dean says rubbing his wrists.
"Hey, we just saved your ass. The least you could do is thank us." Bobbie says.
"Will you two ever stop?" I ask.
"Nope." Bobbie and Dean say in unison. Bobbie rolls her eyes and picks up the flashlight, before walking out of the room. Dean follows close behind her.
There's silence between Sam and I.
"You're great." Sam says.
"Thanks. So you guys believe us now that we're hunters?"
"Well, I believed you before. You definitely showed Dean though."
"Yeah?" There's silence again. "We should probably get out of here, before someone finds us down here with them." I gesture towards the decayed Vetalas on the ground.
"And before Dean and Bobbie kill each other." Sam says. I smile, and we make our way out of the room.
As Sam and Dean walk us to my car, we discussed that they would take the man who we rescued to the hospital, before heading back to the motel. We say our goodbyes, before going our separate ways.
AN; Hiya ! Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter ! Feedback, maybe ? c:
Written by Me (Bobbie).