Warnings: Some cursing and violence/killing in this chapter. But it's the Winchesters do you expect any less?
Disclaimer: Same as in first chapter.
Cerberus woke to the sounds of screaming, the pitch black around her was disorienting until she remembered where she was and stuck her head out from underneath the network of roots. Thankful for good night vision she could see lights on inside the house, but the most screaming was coming from the shed. She saw to figures outlined in the dim light from a broken window in the back of the shed, and a ghostly pale white figure trying to break in through a hatch on the side of the shed nearest her. That coupled with the screams was enough for her to scramble out from her little hideout and race across the open field, deftly dodging holes and bumps in the scraggly grass. The women were doing a fair job at keeping the figure out of the shed but they were fighting a losing battle. She was mere feet away when the, what in the world was it? Broke in completely, She dashed forward and grabbed the things leg, pulling hard with her hind legs to drag the thing back out of the shed. Once fully out of the shed the thing turned on her, even while she still had its filthy leg in her jaws. She saw the knife swinging around and dodged just in time, letting her grip on the leg go in self-preservation. The knife dug into the ground next to her front paw and she lunged towards the creatures conveniently open neck, knowing she was going to regret this, if mere objects held bad memories, skin to skin contact with something this foul would be horrendous.
She caught a glimpse of the Winchesters along with some of the family running out of the house as her teeth sunk into the flesh on the creatures' neck. The creature shrieked and thrashed, as the taste of blood filled her mouth making her want to vomit repeatedly, Cerberus was flooded with emotions and memories. She barely managed to hold on until she was sure it was dead before letting go and changing quickly into human form, vomiting onto the grass, arms barely holding up her weight they were shaking so bad. She vaguely heard a 'What the Hell?!" from the direction of the hunters and the sound of a gun being cocked and pointed in her direction. If she was able, she would have screamed from frustration, did they not see her in agony? Did they not see her just save those two girls? Was every monster bad? At that point though she lost the battle with the memories of the girl she had just killed, the emotions flooding in with the memories in a tidal wave, and if the memories were strong enough the physical sensations as well. This time she did scream as she fell to the ground, curling into a ball trying to avoid the raw pain, hate, and anger.
Kate Carter (Daughter in the family) POV:
Kate rounded the side of the shed with her mother only to see a large black dog step off of the body of the insane girl that had been trying to kill them all night. If that wasn't unusual enough, though what about this night wasn't? The dog then changed into a girl who appeared just a little older than her who promptly upchucked all over the grass. Kate didn't blame her for that one though, she would be vomiting too if she had to kill someone like that. One of the two men, Dean she thought, stepped forward and levelled one of the recovered guns at the girl as she fell over screaming. Not one of those horror movie fake screams either, Kate didn't think she'd ever heard a scream so pain-filled and primal. Goose bumps raised up on her arms as the hunter prepared to fire. That's when the already horror filled and freaky strange night got even weirder, a man in a trench coat appeared in front of Dean, causing the man to recoil back sharply with a muttered curse.
"What the fuck do you want?!" He cried in exasperation, completely done with tonight's events.
The man looked at him seriously,
"Don't shoot her." He said, voice deeper than anyone Kate had ever met, Barely heard over the shrill screams that were diminishing in volume from the girl on the ground. Dean threw up his hands in frustration,
"And why not?! She turned from a scary black grimm like dog into a freaky looking scary screaming girl!" The man looked at him, if possible growing more serious,
"She saved you from hell." Dean and Sam both looked at him quizzically,
"I thought that was you who," Sam paused here to put the next part into air quotes, "Raised him from Perdition?" Castiel shot him a look that was most certainly not amused,
"I may have had some help. That," he said pointing to the girl on the ground, "Is Cerberus."
Kate finally saw her opportunity,
"Like the Cerberus from Greek and Roman Mythology?! You have got to be kidding me." This crazy night had gone on long enough, she was so fed up with everything being so- just not normal. She winced as the screams started again, before dying down again into whimpers,
"Is no one going to help that poor girl? There's got to be something you can do?!" She asked gesturing past the trenchcoat guy to the girl in the field beyond. The man shook his head and shot a glance behind him,
"No. This is part of the role that she accepted, she will have to ride the memories out on her own." He answered stiffly, still staring meaningfully at the gun in Deans hands. Startled he slowly put the gun back down,
"You mean she's experiencing the memories of that freaky girl who lived in the house?" He, and everyone else flinched slightly at the nod the man gave to him. Kate and her family were summarily ushered back into the now creepy basement people free house and the two hunters along with trenchcoat guy approached the girl, Cerberus.
AN:/ Thanks to all of you who reviewed, sorry I haven't replied to them yet but for some reason the reviews notifications weren't emailed to me. Anywho hope you enjoyed. I'm working on Chapter 12 now and so won't be posting 11 until I'm done writing 13. To be honest I don't know when that will be because as much as I enjoy writing, midterms are coming up. Yay Midterms. Either way hope you liked it and see y'all next chapter.