A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's…though I wished I owned the rest…*sighs*

"I still can't believe you're here! You're really here!" Judas nodded and brushed aside the loose black strands from his daughter's face.

"I promised your mother I would never stop looking for you," the Original One whispered in sadness. Brooklyn frowned at his sorrow but realized if he was still alive then her mother was too.

"Can I see her? Please I have so much to say, so much to ask," Brooklyn pleaded with her father.

"She is not here my daughter," he held her face in his hands. "She is safe though as I said."

"Where?"

"Here is not the place to speak of it," Judas suddenly turned serious and perked his head up. Lilith sensed it too and unsheathed the dagger from her belt.

"What is it?" Brooklyn was alarmed by her father's sudden shift in behavior.

"Something's coming Judas," her eyes turned black and body tensed as the stench of rotted flesh filled the air. Dean grabbed his bag as Brooklyn dressed and clutched her own blade tightly in her hands. Judas noted how comfortable Brooklyn was with the weapon in her grip and slid in front of her as Dean stood by her side. Whatever it was coming wasn't going to rip his human away from him- no, he would fight it to the bitter death first!

Brooklyn was physically ill all over from the overwhelming stench choked her throat and nose, cutting off her breathing as she battled to stay standing. The door to the room was blasted from its hinges as a powerful force barraged the grounds. Lilith stood before her friends ready to battle the unholy being for she held centuries of wisdom and experience with demons and other monsters- after all she was a descendent of Alleyah, one of the most powerful priestesses ever to walk the Earth.

The shadow spread through the archway preceding the demon. Lilith crouched to the ground with dagger poised to strike. Judas kept a protective stance in front of Brooklyn and Dean with blade in hand. He may be the father of the vampire race, but it didn't mean he wasn't impervious to injury or worse.

All eyes were trained where the door once stood and caught the dark shadowy figure of the demon step inside.

"Demon," Lilith growled as the demon merely cackled coldly. The sinister laugh made Brooklyn shudder as she knew it was there for her.

"Well if it isn't the daughter of Alleyah," the dark eyes glowed red as they spotted the human. Brooklyn skirted behind Dean but flashed her blade at the unholy being. The demon merely laughed at her feeble gesture and with a quick flick of the wrist hurled Lilith Judas and Dean against the walls.

"Dean!" Brooklyn raced to her vampire's side but the demon cut her off.

"You," she clenched a hand around the human's throat and lifted her off the ground, "lowly filthy human. Alaric's waiting for you."

"NO!" She kicked and scratched at the icy grip which made the demon laugh at her futile fight.

"Too bad he wants you," the demon inhaled Brooklyn's essence, "Your flesh and blood…."

Lilith growled and gripped the side of her head reeling from the pain. She had landed headfirst against the adobe wall and heard the sickening crack of her skull. Her vision was blurry at first but focused fast than a human's as the sharp jolts started to subside. The vampire heard Brooklyn's cries and grunts knowing she had to do something.

Brooklyn continued clawing at the demon's hands feeling her own fingers burn as the creature's blood ran down and over her hands then wrists. The adrenaline pumped hard through her veins numbing the pain for now. She couldn't hear the rapidly approaching steps that belonged to Lilith and her father only the sounds of the demon's inhuman growling followed by the violent rush of air that wrapped around her body as the darkness enveloped her and consciousness slipped away.

"Brook!" Dean shouted and charged the demon with eyes as black as coal and fangs fully extended.

"Vampires," the demon rolled its eyes and snapped a wrist launching the attackers back against the wall. Lilith was no match for her as she had the ability to call upon forces that were older and more powerful than the vampire could ever dream of.

With the human now in her grasp, the demon's eyes rolled back up inside its head as the unfamiliar tongue reverberated through the tiny room. Dean looked up as his human was once again ripped apart from him.

"NO!" He rose and raced towards the door but he was too late- she was gone. "NO!" He howled in pain as his fists clenched tightly together and punched the adobe walls.

"Dean," Judas caught the younger vampire's fists mid punch. "Dean, hitting this wall will not bring my daughter back. We have to take the fight to them."

Dean said nothing but let the tears that rolled furiously down his face speak for him. His heart ached at the loss of his human and knew who was responsible for this.

"Saltzman is dead!" his eyes morphed into two burning ebony orbs. Lilith stood before him with hands planted firmly on his shoulders.

"Dean," she barked, "Dean you need to focus. Now tell me about this witch you saw."

Dean felt the darkness letting go of his soul as Lilith forced her will upon him. It was one of the rare abilities she possessed that no other vampire did- and it had been of good use on many occasions. Judas sat silently on the bed unable to speak or even move. His daughter, the one he had tirelessly searched for, was once again ripped from his life.

"Judas," Lilith stood before the vampire, "We will get her back. We know where to begin. Dean told me of the sorceress who cursed Brooklyn and tormented him. It's Samirah."

Brooklyn was on the bed when Alaric entered his chambers. The vampire hissed at the sight of his slave- her long red locks were shorn and masked in black. Her clothing was those of a common beggar! No, this had to change! What disgusted him the most was the scent of Winchester and two others- two scents he wasn't familiar with.

"Bring me Samirah," he snapped at the slave that stood behind him. He bowed and raced off knowing the vampire hated to be kept waiting.

"You will be punished for your disobedience," he growled in her ear. "But I haven't forgotten about Winchester either."

Samirah stepped in the room and peered at the dirty human on the bed.

"Fix her," he pointed angrily at Brooklyn. Samirah said nothing as she brushed past Alaric and rounded the bed. She got a good look at what Brooklyn did to her appearance and flashed a brief smile before ghosting a hand over the human.

Child's play…

Alaric stood with arms folded over his chest and watched the short locks grow longer and lose the black that masked the rich copper. He turned his head to the right and nodded to the waiting slave. She quickly stripped the filthy garments from Brooklyn's body then carried her with ease to the adjacent bathroom. Alaric jerked his head towards the fireplace and the second slave set up the instruments he would need.

A cruel smile crept up the corners of his lips at the all the sweet painful punishments he would deliver.

Brooklyn slowly awakened to her wrists fastened in cuffs above her head. The heavy pants and tunic were gone, replaced by a thin silken dress with nothing beneath. But it was the weight on her head that stood out. Her hair had grown back!

"You disobeyed me," the cold chilling voice rang in her ears. It turned her blood to ice as she knew where the demon had brought her. Alaric circled around his slave then paused in front of her. Brooklyn cringed from his touch which only enraged the vampire.

Alaric snarled and belted her across the face. Brooklyn felt her head snap hard to the right then left as he delivered another hard blow then fisted her hair and pulled back until she her eyes were fixed with his.

"You will suffer terribly for running away from me," he whispered in her ear. "But first…."

Brooklyn cried out as the thin layer was ripped from her body exposing her bare flesh to him. Alaric uncuffed her wrists and dragged her across the floor, dropping her on the bed. She battled against him, kicking and throwing her but the futile efforts only served to excite Alaric. He was truly going to enjoy every second of what he had in store for her.

"You dared to lay with that filthy vampire," Alaric hissed with hatred in his voice. "He will suffer for that as well."

Brooklyn's wails filled the manor as Alaric brutalized her. She felt her lower body burning with pain as the vampire fucked her hard and fast. Alaric inhaled the hints of sex, sweat and fear driving his bloodlust further until it teetered on the breaking point. It had been too long since he tasted the sweet rich elixir and he wasn't about to be denied again.

Her body reacted and shuddered in an excruciating release causing the human to wail in agony but was music to his ears. Alaric grinned and flashed his fangs in dominance before ripping apart skin and muscle liberating the thick coppery essence. He greedily lapped at the wound feeling as if he couldn't get enough of it! His body had craved, no demanded his slave's blood and now his veins were teeming with it.

His hips snapped violently against hers as his body exploded in her unwilling one marking her as his.

We're getting near the end but fear not as this sets up the next installment of the vampire verse! We still have to get John and Cas back as Sam and Jess will also return!