Chapter 9
WARNING: this chapter is rated M for gore, death, adult themes, foul language and so on. Don't like, don't read.
Based on the movie The Funhouse. (No main characters death.) it's a really long chapter and I apologise if some things are not accurate (as in fighting wise) I tried my best.
Please note: English is not my first language, I apologise for mistakes in this.
If you want to see how I think Balthazar and Crowley look, go to my profile and click on their names. (I couldn't find images of young Sebastian Roche or Mark Sheppard, if you have any, send it over!)
Enjoy!
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The warm water falling with pressure on his skin felt relaxing to his muscles, he rubbed gently the foamy soap along the curves of his waist up to his chest. The steam was thick like clouds inside the stall and fogged the glass door. A figure approached the bathroom slowly opening the door and careful to make no noise as the door opened, he took out something shiny and sharp form his pocket and proceeded to slowly open the glass door revealing a young boy with blue eyes relaxing to the water falling above his head. He grabbed Castiel's arm with force sending the boy into an instant state of shock, Castiel gasped and turned ghastly.
"GABRIEL!" he screamed with anger and let out a heavy sigh, Gabriel laughed hysterically and ran from Castiel's room into his own locking the door. Castiel turned the water off and pulled his bathrobe from the hanger.
"Gabriel, open this door! You are going to pay for this, Gabriel! You are going to pay, I will make your life miserable and you will never, ever be able to forget me, you hear?!" Michael came upstairs to find out what all the yelling and door-banging was about.
"What did he do this time?" Michael crossed his arms knowing the naughty little trickster must have done something bad to piss off Castiel this much.
"He…scared me." Castiel looked down embarrassed and sighed.
"I shall take care of it, alright? Go finish getting ready." Castiel nodded and left to his room. Michael did not just ask but commanded Gabriel to open the door which the trickster did with apparent fear in his eyes. Michael entered and pulled Gabriel's ear dragging him to a chair on his desk.
"Ow, ow, ow! Mikie, it hurts!"
"That is Michael to you, young man. And you need to stop scaring your brother, have you not learned your lesson?" Gabriel sighed.
"It wasn't that bad. I was just joking."
"It isn't a game to him, you need to grow up. What are you, five? No, you are sixteen and will be seventeen soon."
"Eesh, I don't want to be mature, it's boring." he crossed his arms pouting.
"It is essential, you know."
"Yeah, yeah." he rolled his eyes. Michael stood up from where he was sitting and slapped Gabriel on the back of the head.
"Just stop messing with your brother and finish getting ready, we leave in twenty minutes."
"Ow, fine." he snuck his tongue out at Michael as he left.
The fair and rodeo was a big event in Yorktown; the fair came once a year during September and stayed for a week. Gabriel and his cousins had insisted they go together this year, this was Castiel's first year of finally going to the fair because Dean was taking him. Balthazar along with his older brother, Crowley, and Gabriel were planning to pay a visit to The House of Mirrors, The House of Horrors and sneak into the 21-and-over strip show. Lucifer, Michael and Raphael would be competing to over the silliest things as they always did. Anna was hanging out with her cheerleader friends, Dean and Castiel would go their own way and Sam with Jessica would get lost too.
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"Son, come into my office, please." said John to Dean while the boy waited for his brother to get downstairs, they had to pick up Jessica and Castiel soon.
"Yes, sir." Dean walked into the office and John locked the door. Dean sat down on a chair in front of his dad's desk and waited for him to speak, surely he knew he wasn't in trouble and hoped his dad would not give him a speech about being careful now that he was in a relationship.
"There is something I should warn you about, Dean, it is important that you remember this carefully." he started as he sat on his own chair. "I know it will be confusing but you have to trust me." Dean nodded. "Your ancestors from my family side used to be hunters, some still are. As in hunters, I don't mean animal hunters; they hunted ghosts, werewolves, demons, skin walkers, everything that was supernatural they hunted."
"Whoa, dad, you're telling me all that fairytale crap is real?" his expression perplexed.
"As for the creatures, yes."
"So why are you telling me this now?"
"Because, most of those creatures are well known to hide among humans and every year there is at least one or two mysterious murders at the fair or someone missing. I want you to take this," he took a rectangular wooden box from the drawer of his desk and opened it revealing a silver dagger. "Be careful with it, it's very sharp."
"Whoa," Dean whispered amazed, "where did you get this?"
"It was your grandfather's, he gave it to me when he told me about the supernatural."
"So why aren't you a hunter?"
"I wanted to give my family a normal life and automotive design was my passion." he gave Dean a slight smile.
"Thanks, dad." he smiled.
"Just be careful, alright? And look after your brother." Dean nodded.
"Yes, sir. I won't lose this."
"I trust you, son." they stood up to leave the office, John tapped his son on the back with a smile. Sam was already sitting in the living room waiting for Dean.
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It was slightly windy and cool, the skies were darker than usual for a September night. The boys arrived at the fair and paid for their tickets, Dean paid for Castiel's. Lucifer and Michael stopped everyone before they parted their own ways.
"Alright, everybody shut the hell up!" said Lucifer, they turned to look at him and their voices dimmed.
"Before all of you go wherever is you will go, remember this: number one, do not get in trouble, that goes for you three, Balthazar, Gabriel and Crowley." Michael pointed a finger in their direction, they gasped and snarled at him. "Number two, Do not wander alone, always have someone with you, ALWAYS. Number three, follow the rules of the fair, remember the police is everywhere and if they catch you somewhere you are not supposed to be, I will let them take you. And lastly, do not mess with strangers, do not talk to them or trust them, you never know their intentions, remember we are all family and we stand up for each other. We will meet back right here in three hours. Everyone understand? "
"Yes, Michael!" they all chanted, including Jessica and the Winchesters.
"Very well, have fun!" with that they all parted their own ways. Dean held Castiel's hand for it was his first time at this place.
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"Are you afraid of heights?" Dean asked Castiel while they stood in a line to buy tickets.
"Not at all." he smiled.
"Would you like to try the Ferris Wheel?" Castiel thought for a moment looking at the Ferris perhaps calculating its height.
"Yes." he nodded, Dean drew him close for a tight hug.
"I'll be holding you tight if it frightens you." he kissed Castiel's cheek.
"Thank you, Dean." he smiled, they shared a brief kiss on the lips before buying the tickets, it was their turn and a long line was waiting behind them.
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"Aww! You did it! Thank you, Sam!" Jessica kissed him on the lips as a thank you for winning the stuffed animal she wanted. Sam was really happy with Jessica, she accepted him for who he was not needing to pretend he was a the cool type, besides, she had a thing for nerdy boys and Sam was simply perfect to her.
"It was nothing. Um," he smiled, "Do you like cotton candy?"
"I love it!"
"Let's go buy some." she grabbed his hand, Sam tried to hold back a smile but failed and they walked together to the cotton candy stand.
"Bubblegum or blueberry?" he asked her.
"Bubblegum, the other one leaves your mouth blue and I don't like it."
"That happened to me once!" he laughed. Sam grabbed a pair cotton candy on a stick giving one to Jessica but she put it back.
"Let's share." She gave him a smile and Sam blushed.
"O-okay." she kissed his cheek, Sam paid for it and they walked together feeding each other the fluffiness of the sweet treat.
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"Step right up! Test your strength! Who are the men out of the boys?" a man with a funny moustache and a pork pie hat stood inviting the males, young and old to try the High striker. Lucifer grinned at Raphael and Michael, and oh yes, they had it coming.
"I bet I'm stronger than you this year, Mike!" Lucifer smirked.
"In your dreams, Lucian." he rolled his eyes at his brother.
"Don't call me that!" he snarled.
"Then call me Michael."
"Are you two forgetting there is a possibility I can beat your asses?" Raphael patted them hard on the back.
"There is no way you," Lucifer poked Raphael on the chest hard, "Can beat me or even Mikie boy right here."
"Oh yeah? Let's try it then."
"Go ahead but don't leave crying after you lose." he smirked. Raphael gave the fee to the man standing behind the podium.
"Best of luck, sir." he said with a smirk, Raphael nodded and walked to the High Striker, Michael and Lucifer stood behind him. The ten pound hammer didn't stop Raphael from giving his best, he lifted it up in the air and as he was about to smack the pad-
"GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!" yelled Lucifer that Raphael was distracted as he let the hammer fall. People around them turned their heads to see what was the yelling about.
"Fuck you, Lucifer!" said Raphael angry which made the little devil laugh, Michael rolled his eyes at them.
"Better luck next time, Raph." he patted Raphael on the shoulder as the younger one glared at him. "My turn." he walked over to the podium with a smirk and paid the man, he grabbed the hammer and smacked the pad with all his strength, the puck almost reached the bell by two centimetres.
"Think you can beat that, Mikie?" Lucifer crossed his arms proud of himself.
"It's Michael." although Michael was not muscular built as Lucifer, he was the strongest of the three which Lucifer thought was ridiculous, therefore, Lucifer was always challenging his brother to everything. Michael smacked the pad with the hammer, the puck hit the bell loudly.
"Congratulations, sir!" he let Michael choose his prize, he chose a stuffed animal and shook it in front of Lucifer's face.
"You're just lucky." Lucifer rolled his eyes at him and walked away, Michael chuckled and handed the stuffed animal to a little girl smiling at him.
"Here you go." he smiled at her, she giggled and took the furry white puppy.
"Thank you!" she gave him a toothy smile and waved as he left, he waved back and turn to find his brothers.
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"Gabe, do you really have to stop to buy every single sweet thing you see?" asked Crowley exasperated, they had not been to any of the places they'd planned to go because Gabriel kept stopping to buy candy, cotton candy, sweet drinks, elephant ears, caramel popcorn among other small things he could devour.
"YES!" he stood inches away from Crowley's face wide eyed. Crowley stepped back a little and said nothing. "So guys, where do we want to go first? I want to go somewhere. You guys smell that? Are those cookies I smell? Wait, look… ICE CREAM. Be right back you guys!" he took off running to the small stand with big and bold letter ice cream. Balthazar laughed as Crowley sighed.
"How is he not fat with all that sweet junk he consumes?" asked Crowley snarling.
"Fast metabolism runs in the family, you know, you can clearly tell from Castiel and Anna."
"Just look at him, three scoops of ice, it is nauseating." Gabriel was walking back to the two boys with the biggest smile ever.
"Okay, let's go, ladies!" he said walking past them towards the Freaks Of Nature display. The display had a two headed cow, a sheep with five legs, a rooster with three eyes and other genetically mutated animals. Gabriel found it rather unfortunate for these poor animals to be kept caged for the amusement of others, so he left quickly.
They went to the magic show next where they found Sam, Jessica, Dean and Castiel, they all sat together waiting for the show to start. Once the magician, an old drunkie with a long beard and a top hat, started speaking the crowd cheered, others booed at him.
"I need a volunteer." said the man, "preferably a young lady. You, miss, you come here." he said pointing at a girl behind Jessica.
"Me? No, I can't." she said looking around at the crowd.
"Yes, you can. Come on. Crowd, cheer for her." he motioned with his hands, the crowd clapped and urged her to go up on the stage; the girl stood up and walked towards the magician who placed her in a coffin. After telling them a little bit of history about the trick he was about to do, he pulled out a sword.
"What are you doing?" said the girl scared.
"Don't you worry, Miss, you will be fine." he closed the coffin fully and slowly put the sword through a small hole in the middle of the coffin, the girl inside let out a loud shriek and blood started coming out the hole in the coffin, the magician took out the sword and it was covered in blood, the crowd screamed in horror. The magician had a panicked expression on his face. "Oh my, this wasn't supposed to happen." he said nervous, then he opened the coffin fast and the same girl stepped out wearing a blue dress and a smile on her face. "My daughter, Clarissa." he said as both bowed. The crowd cheered and applauded hard.
"That was cool!" said Sam as they walked out laughing.
"We should go to the fortune teller!" said Gabriel nearly jumping like a kid.
"Yeah, it'd be fun." said Jessica.
"You do know it is all fake, Gabriel?" said Balthazar.
"Hey, it's still fun. Just give it a try." they walked over to a small tent with a sign on the top 'Madame Zena'. There was a beaded curtain at the entrance, purple, gold and red silk cushions on the seats.
"Come, come in, my dears." she said, "I will tell you your fortune, come." they all stepped inside and sat down. "I am Madame Zena, the fortune teller, who's fortune will I be reading tonight?" she looked at them.
"I think Cassie should go." said Gabriel.
"Yeah, Cassie. Why don't you go?" Castiel looked at them wide eyed.
"No, I am-"
"Come on, it won't be that bad." smirked Balthazar, Castiel sighed and stood up.
"Alright, dear, sit here and we shall begin." Balthazar, Gabriel and Crowley were giggling and joking about things Castiel could not hear from where he was sitting but they seemed to disrupt Madame Zena because she kept glaring at them.
"I see." she said still looking at Castiel's palm, "I see something here, there is someone in your life, something will change your life forever." she looked at him, "It will be soon, and you must be aware, the lives of-" Balthazar and Gabriel were laughing hysterically now. "You ignorants! You disrupt me, have you no respect for Madame Zena?!" she stood up walking over to them, Balthazar and Gabriel could not stop laughing. "Get the fuck out of here, you idiots!" she yelled at them, the boys and Jessica ran out of there with Castiel following, Dean grabbed Castiel's hand and both ran following the others.
"That was hilarious!" said Gabriel still laughing.
"There is nothing funny about that, Gabriel." growled Castiel.
"Oh Cassie, you have no sense of humour."
"Who wants to go to the house of horror?" asked Crowley with a mischievous grin, Castiel tensed wide eyed and kept quiet, Dean felt Castiel gripping his hand tightly.
"I do!" said Balthazar and Gabriel at the same time.
"Do you want to go?" Sam turned to Jessica and she nodded.
"You guys go ahead." Dean pulled Castiel into his arms holding him tightly. "We'll wait for you out here." they turned to leave, "Sam, come here." Sam whispered something to Jessica and walked over to his brother.
"Yeah?"
"You be careful in there, okay? And don't lose Jessica or the guys, stay together."
"I will." he nodded and left.
"Hey, it's alright, Cass, it's alright." Dean still held him tightly rubbing the boy's back gently.
"I'm sorry, Dean…" he whispered, "You should have gone with them."
"I rather be with you." he placed a kiss on top of Castiel's head. "I'm not going anywhere without you, okay?"
"Thank you." he smiled into Dean's neck.
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"I have a brilliant idea," chuckled Crowley, "last year our brothers," he pointed at Balthazar and himself, "Azazel and Alistair stayed in the House of Horror for the night, if they did it, we can do it too. What do you guys say?" Jessica and Sam turned to look at each other. They were already inside the house and were passing through a room full of creepy puppets staring at them and laughing maniacally.
"Um.. I don't think it's a good idea…" said Sam nervous.
"Are you scared, little Sammy?" asked Balthazar.
"No, but Jessica has to go back home soon and my parents are going to be worried."
"She can tell them she's staying at a friend's house, can't she? And you can tell your parents you're staying at my house." shrugged Gabriel as if it were a simple matter.
"Lie to my parents?" asked Jessica, "I don't know…"
"It'll be fun, think about it!"
"Well, okay…"
"What about the others?" asked Sam.
"We'll get them to join us, of course."
"How?"
"I know Lucifer might want to join us, if he stays with us then it's all settled. Michael can take home Dean and Cassie."
"Dean won't want to leave me here…"
"Oh, right… well, let's get him in here!"
"Then he won't want to leave Castiel."
"Oh for fuck's sake, are they married or something?" he sighed rolling his eyes, "Let's convince him."
"Good luck." Sam called Dean and told him what they had planned, Dean had a fit and told Sam to get out of there.
"Dean, I can't, the guys won't let me go."
"Give the phone to Gabriel, Sam!"
"Fine…" he sighed.
"Dean-o, what's up?!"
"What's up? What's up? What the fuck are you guys trying to do?"
"Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"No, Gabriel, I am not leaving my brother in there with you nuts, no fucking way. You better let him go!"
"Alright, fine. But Lucifer is staying with us."
"He said so?"
"No, I know so, he can't resist a dare."
"Well, good luck to you."
"Don't need it! Anyway, you, my friend, will regret not being here for the most thrilling night you will ever live."
"I don't give a rat's ass about it, Gabe, you're my friend and you do stupid things sometimes but this is by far the most idiotic thing that has ever crossed your piñata head!"
"Ooh I love piñatas!"
"Gabe, focus here, this is serious!"
"Alright, fine."
"Lucifer wants to talk to you."
"Okay…"
"Gabriel?" said Lucifer with a calm voice over the phone, however, Gabriel felt chills down his spine because he knew only when that tone was used.
"Y-yes?" he cleared his throat.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Well, the guys and I-"
"I already know! We are leaving in ten minutes, if the five of you don't get your asses out here I will go there myself and beat some fucking sense into the three of you, you hear?!"
"Yes, sir. I'll tell them…" Lucifer hung up, Gabriel turned his eyes to the floor and told them what Lucifer had said. Crowley was furious, Balthazar disappointed, Sam and Jessica were relieved.
"Let's get out of here before they close." said Jessica noticing the few people that had been around were all gone.
"Crowley, Balthazar, let's go." said Gabriel.
"Luce can't just command us around, we're old enough to take care of ourselves!" Balthazar stomped his foot.
"I think he's right, this is dangerous."
"Oh, so you're what, scared now?"
"Yes, I'm a pussy, now let's go."
"Unbelievable, how are you even my cousin?"
"Shh…" said Sam listening to something approaching, "you guys hear that?" they all went silent trying to focus on the noise.
"I think they just locked the doors." said Jessica wide eyed.
"What, no, no, no, guys, we gotta get out of here now, let's go." Sam grabbed Jessica's hand to leave but Balthazar and Crowley were not moving from their place. "Please, guys, come on. We have to leave."
"Are you scared, Sam?" Crowley raised an eyebrow.
"No! I want to get out of here and I want Jessica to get home safe!"
"Alright, ladies, let us go then." said Crowley snarling at them. Sam held Jessica tightly in his arms as they made their way to the exit but it was closed, Gabriel tried to open it by force but it was in vain.
"What do we do now?" said Jessica almost crying.
"Maybe if we bang on the door they will hear us. Or there has to be another exit." said Sam holding her tighter.
"There might be one at the end of this. Let's go." Gabriel led their way to the end of the house but soon stopped when they heard a noise; two people's voices were coming from under their feet, they knelt down to see through the cracks on the floor.
"No, no, I charge more." it was a woman whom they recognised as Madame Zena.
"What? How much more?" said a man who earlier had been the ride assistant at the entrance.
"Fifty more."
"A hundred?! That is too much!"
"Do you want my services or not?" the man sighed and handed her the rest of the money. "Alright, on the bed or standing up?"
"On the bed is fine." he pulled his pants down revealing his boxers and lay on the bed, Madame Zena knelt before him and pulled his boxers down taking his erection in her hands and slowly started pumping. The man on the bed was clearly inexperienced of someone else touching him for he came sooner than expected, Madame Zena stood up to leave cleaning her hands on a tissue.
"What? You want your money back?" she smirked at him when he glared at her.
"Give me my money back, you bitch."
"It's not my fault you can't control yourself. I am not giving you the a hundred dollars ( about sixty two pounds) back! I don't give refunds and all because it's your fault!" she said in an angry tone, as she turned to leave the man grabbed her arm with a force and tossed her violently on the bed, she wrestled to get him off her but he was clearly trying to rape her. Madame Zena grabbed a bottle near the bed and broke it on his head which only made the man angrier, he got off her slapping her many times. When she managed to get up and run to the door he caught and yanked her back to the bed hitting her head on the corner of the night table, he got on top of the woman again and wrapped his hands around her fragile neck. There was a moment where she struggled fighting for her life and the man cursing at her but suddenly, everything was silent.
Jessica tried to hold back her tears as Sam held her tightly, Gabriel stood up and looked away from everyone, Balthazar and Crowley were shocked and speechless.
"Let's go find the exit, and let's be quiet." said Gabriel. "but let's wait for him to leave." they sat on the floor watching the man below who was now sitting on the bed next to the body pouring some whiskey on a glass, then he got up and left.
"Let's go." Gabriel led the way through the many rooms which were dimmed with barely enough light for them to see; they found themselves in a hall below the rooms that were in display, there were two doors, one was locked and the other one wasn't. Balthazar opened the door which revealed the room the man and Madame Zena had previously been in and he entered.
"Where are you going?" whispered Crowley.
"I'm going to check if she's really dead." he whispered back and walked inside. The others were busy trying to figure out how to unlock the door but they were unsuccessful.
"Let's go back up. I think they're coming." said Gabriel, Balthazar walked out of the room and was the last behind everyone else. They were now back to the room they had been spying from and they heard two men below them.
"Who was it now?" said an old man.
"I tried to take the money from 'er but she struggled and I lost control… I'm sorry, pa…"
"Sorry don't fix nothing 'round here, boy." he turned to look at the woman, "Ya killed one o' yer own! Ya fucking idiot, not Madame Zena!" he was now yelling at the younger man, "Gunther, ya son of a bitch, I should've let you die when yer ma left you, yer an idiot. What're we supposed to do now?"
"I'm sorry, pa, I didn't mean to do it." he was almost sobbing.
"We can fix this, we can fix this." he put a hand on his forehead as if thinking hard. "I got it, we'll leave her behind her tent, that way the police will blame the locals!" he clapped laughing. "give me a glass of whiskey, will ya?" Gunther grabbed a glass from a shelf and looked for the whiskey.
"It ain't here, pa." he said looking sheepish.
"What da ya mean it ain't there, boy? Where ya put it?"
"I- I left it right der, right der on the table." he pointed at the table.
"Then why ain't my whiskey on the goh dayumed table?" he yelled angry.
"I, I don't know, sir, I don't know. Was there before."
"You drank all ma whiskey, ya son of a bitch, you!" he threw a chair at Gunther. Gunther yelped like a puppy, then stood up angry hitting himself really hard.
"That's it boy, that's it! Hit ya self harder, that's it! Till ya learn to respect yer ol' man." Gunther ripped his clothes and screamed angry, almost in agony, he started scratching his chest with his sharp nails until he bled, if it weren't enough, he scratched harder ripping his flesh off him but what was surprising, fur was revealing as he tore more and more flesh and his bones were cracking loudly. The process was agonisingly painful, he screamed and tore off his clothes and more skin, his jaw was now a long snout with sharp teeth and red eyes. His father was laughing like a maniac as the other man finally on the floor looked at him with pained eyes.
The teens were in absolute shock; Jessica was quietly sobbing in Sam's arms for fear they might definitely die now, Gabriel ran a hand through his hair with guilt for keeping Sam and Jessica here while they could have been gone now, Crowley was holding Balthazar tightly as the younger boy shook in fear. Suddenly, there was a loud noise and a vibration coming from one of them; it was Crowley's phone with a call from Lucifer. They all looked at each other then looked down through the cracks again.
"Who's there?" said the old man, Conrad Straker was his name. "Who's up there?! Come on, I won't hurt ya, I just wanna talk, I promise. Come on." he said in a gentle voice. The teens were quietly looking at each other. "come on, Gunther, we need to get rid of 'em." he grabbed a gun from under the bed and ordered Gunther to go find them and kill them. Sam and Jessica held on to each other tightly while she cried, Gabriel took out a small pocket knife and told them to keep moving.
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"Something is wrong with Gabriel, Dean, I can feel it." he held on tightly to the boy's shirt as he sobbed uncontrollably, Dean ran a hand through his hair trying to calm him down. Michael and Gabriel were trying to call either of the five teens but their phones were off or in silent. "Please…" he said softly as everything around him dimmed to complete darkness and a faint voice of Dean calling his name.
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The lights were blacked out and the teens stood in their places trying to calm themselves through the panic. Gabriel had taken the lead and took items from the display as weapons, giving each one something to protect themselves; Sam held a sword taken from one of the rooms with skeletons and fake flesh with blood around, Jessica was holding on to a baseball bat with nails through it, Gabriel and Balthazar each had knives they had taken from the corpses around.
As the lights came back, Conrad stood in the room with them with a disgusting grin on his face pointing the gun at Sam and Jessica.
"Ya know yer trespassing, don't cha, kids?" he chuckled, "and you saw all down der, can't have witnesses, can we?" he walked closer to them and the teens stepped back, Gabriel was closest to the old man and he glared at him as if that would kill him.
"You hurt one of us and I will fucking kill you." said Gabriel in a venomous voice.
"Ain't that cute? What're ya gonna do, kid? Hit me with yer diaper?" he laughed putting a hand on his stomach, Gabriel took the chance and roundhouse kicked the gun away from Conrad, Balthazar ran to pick it up and aimed at Conrad.
"You guys find the exit, I'll take him." said Gabriel still glaring at Conrad. The others hesitated before Gabriel yelled at them to leave, Sam looked back at Gabriel with fear but followed the others. Conrad took a pocket knife from his boot and stood in position to fight with the young boy but he was unaware Gabriel was excellent in combat with knives and swords. The old man made the first move aiming for Gabriel's side but the boy avoided it cutting along the side of Conrad's face.
"You bastard!" he yelled and took a swing with the knife again, Gabriel kept avoiding his mediocre attempts to hurt him and kept scratching the old man with his own knife until by luck Conrad managed to take the knife from Gabriel; he grinned wide and glared at Gabriel while the boy stood ready to fight for his life. "You think yer so clever, don't cha boy?"
"I do come from a skilled family." smirked Gabriel.
"Is that so?" he said unimpressed. "It wouldn't be fair to kill ya so easily, yer just a kid after all." he dropped the knives on the floor, "let's see what cha got." he made two fists ready to fight, Gabriel almost felt humoured by the man before him, clearly he was old, plus in that position Gabriel could beat him in a blink of an eye. And so he did, Conrad never saw it coming, Gabriel was knocking him down, he felt his nose break and let out a scream as Gabriel kept punching him hard. Suddenly, Conrad stopped moving, Gabriel stopped, breathing heavily he stood up and grabbed the two knives on the floor, he his in his pocket and the other he held tightly in his hands. God forgive Gabriel but he did it to protect his friends, himself and others; he took the knife and slit Conrad's throat watching the blood spill on the floor he stood up and walked away.
Sam had led the others out of the place through the lower room exit without encountering Gunther but returned inside for Gabriel, as he made his way to the upper rooms he heard a growl close and he froze in place. Gunther stood on four legs behind him, sharp teeth showing, Sam turned around slowly with the sword still in his hand and tried to calm himself down hoping for the best. The werewolf stepped slowly towards Sam and the boy stepped back slowly.
"Sam!" he heard Gabriel behind him, Gunther moved his eyes from Sam to the figure behind him, Gabriel moved closer to Sam slowly, suddenly, the werewolf jumped on top of Sam knocking him down to the floor and made him drop the sword. Gabriel ran towards him and picked it up instantly stabbing Gunther though the heart. Sam managed to escape from his reach and stood behind Gabriel, the creature on the floor started moving again trying to get the sword off his chest until he succeeded. He growled now pissed off and stalked the boys until they were cornered, Gabriel still protecting Sam.
"Sam!" Dean's voice was heard in the hall.
"Dean…" Sam said in a soft voice. Gunther turned his head to where the noise came and back to the two before him. Dean came running through the hall and stopped once he saw the ugly and bloody creature before him, his eyes went wide at an instant. 'most of those creatures are well known to hide among humans and every year there is at least one or two mysterious murders at the fair or someone missing' he heard his father's voice in his head and his protective older brother instincts or perhaps the hunter blood in him made him react fast; he pulled out the silver dagger from his boot and held it out.
"You ugly son of a bitch, get away from them." he said in a rough and angry voice. The creature ran fast towards Dean jumping on top of him, Dean was now on the floor keeping Gunther from ripping his face off, the blood dripping from the animal on his own clothes. The silver dagger was on the floor next to him but he couldn't see it so he blindly tried to reach it with his free hand and feet attempting to push the heavy werewolf away, he felt the dagger, without hesitation Dean stabbed the creature multiple times until it finally stopped moving and fell on top of him.
"The fuck…" he said dropping his head breathing heavily. "little help, guys?" Sam and Gabriel ran toward Dean and moved Gunther away.
"Dean, are you okay?" asked Sam not caring of the mess he was, Sam threw his arms around Dean and the two held each other tightly.
"I'm fine, are you hurt?"
"I'm fine," he had tears in his eyes but was not crying.
"Let's get out of here, Sammy and you," he said pointing to Gabriel, "Michael and Lucifer are pissed." Gabriel sighed knowing his punishment was coming.
"He saved us, Dean. He should be thanked instead of being punished." said Sam.
"Well, you try to save his ass, Sammy. All of you could have been killed."
"But we didn't, he saved us." Dean sighed and started walking towards the exit but took the dagger out of Gunther before leaving and cleaned it to hide it in his boot again. Sam gave Gabriel a pitied look and he simply smiled at him.
"I'll be okay, kiddo." he patted Sam on the back and both boys walked to the exit.
Dawn was breaking, the police was already outside talking to the other teens. Dean made his way through the crowd and found Castiel with his brothers. Sam walked out of the House of Horror with a relief and final peace in his chest, Jessica ran towards him and both embraced each other thanking whatever being in the universe that watched over them for letting them be alive. Gabriel sighed deeply as he made his way through the exit, he could hear the horrifying laughter of the animatronic fat lady perched atop the ride but mostly, he could hear his heart break as he saw he was alone with no one to wait for him as he finally reached the last step from the house.
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