Chapter 3
The streets were empty apart from two men. The blonde one in the leather jacket was kneeling in the crisp snow with his head in his hands and the angel stood by his side with his trench coat flapping in the bitter wind.
Eventually, the blonde one stood up slowly now that he'd regained his composure and with a look of determination he said "I'll have to go by myself then. You can't come with me Cas, you know what that bitch said."
"Dean, it would be unwise to go on your own. You only have ruby's knife as an effective weapon and you don't know how many demons are there." Cas replied bluntly.
"Then what do you suggest Cas, if they find out both of us are coming they'll kill Sam on the spot."
"There is one other way." Cas suggested as he placed his hand softly on Dean's forehead. The last thing Dean saw was Cas staring at him, with his soft blue eyes.
Dean's head was pounding and he felt like his stomach was doing back flips. He hated angel transport with a passion. He gradually opened his heavy eyes, and found himself crouching behind a brokn down car next to the abandoned warehouse.
Dean looked around for any sign of the angel but cursed when he found none, "Dammit Cas!"
Dean glanced over the hood of the rusty car and saw two people, no…demons, talking to each other outside. He hoped Sam was holding up okay, he shivered at the thought of what Ruby could be doing to him right now. "I'm coming Sammy." He murmured to himself as he stood up and walked up to the demons bravely.
Ruby raked her hand through Sam's shaggy hair before slicing his shirt open to reveal his tanned bare chest. "Mmm…you've been working out Sam." She whispered in his ear seductively. As she leant in to kiss him, Sam spat in her face.
Ruby jumped back in shock. She wiped her saliva covered face with her shirt sleeve and narrowed her eyes. "I think someone needs to teach you some manners, Sam." Ruby growled as he swallowed nervously. "I suppose, we'll just have to skip the fun part." She said giving him a wicked grin.
Ruby threw a strong punch at his face, feeling the bones in his nose crack from the force. He gasped in pain as deep red blood gushed out of his broken nose. She was a hell of a lot stronger than he gave her credit for. Sam looked at her defiantly; he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of seeing him succumb to her torture.
Ruby then went on to slashing at his arms and legs with her new, razor-sharp knife, making him cry out in agony. Next, she thrust her elbow into the side of his head, knocking him out cold. Hopefully, he'd got a concussion.
Sam's head lolled onto his chest as Ruby called the tattooed man over. "Chris it's your turn. Don't mess it up okay, or we'll be dead before you can say 'Oops'." She said seriously.
Sam began to stir as Chris walked towards him. He pushed Sam's head back, making it easier for him to see his anti-possession tattoo and carved into it with his salient blade, making it useless. Sam moaned in pain in his unconcious state . "There that's better." Chris said, admiring his work.
Suddenly black smoke erupted from Chris' mouth and forced it's way down Sam's throat. Sam's body writhed in pain as Chris took control of his body. He used all of his mental strength he could muster to prevent the Demon from entering his mind but the pain was so excruciating, like a thousand knives piercing his skin, he could no longer fight it. He sunk into the darkness that enveloped him.