Chapter 7
The team had gathered and the Winchesters stood in front of them. Sam rubbed his neck, he was tired and his neck hurt from being bent over reading for several hours.
Dean watched the agents carefully; he was trying to gauge their reactions to all of this and was surprised to find they where handling it well. "So here's the deal, Witches well they want one of three things, they want revenge, power, or they just want to watch the whole world burn. This witch, well she's probably new to her powers. She hasn't been at this long."
Sam rose and held out a book, "I was doing some research in the car. The spell our witch is using is a relatively easy one especially for a new witch."
"Making someone's head explode is an easy spell? That's disturbing." J.J. said shifting her wait and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Make a hex bag, leave it on or near your victim recite a few words in Latin and boom, exploded head." Dean said exaggerating it with hand motions.
"So we have a new girl in school that's being bullied and pushed around by the popular crowd. She tries to find a way to get back at them and so she uses spells and hex bags to blow their heads up that's a little extreme." Emily said biting her lip.
"This coming from the people who study the ways human beings kill other human beings for a living?" Dean asked looking at her. "You're telling me you've never seen a human being be so destroyed or beat down that they snap and do something extreme to get back at the people who have tormented them?"
"Well no, I'm not saying that." Emily frowned.
"Good because after what we show you, you will understand." Dean said then turned to Sam. Sam handed his lap top to Dean. Dean pulled up the site and then placed it on the table in front of the others who hadn't seen it yet.
They watched in silence as the girl on the screen was stripped, the girls tormenting her where calling her names, hitting her, pulling her hair. They pinned her down and drew on her, words like slut and whore. They took her clothing and left her naked on the bathroom floor. One girl threw open the door, a crowd was outside boys and girls laughing at her. The video ended as the girl got to her feet and pushed through the crowd. Blood and tears ran down her face.
"We need to find this girl. Have Garcia start tracking down all the girls in this video. We need names and addresses. Dean, Sam, we cannot kill this girl she's been through enough. You said she's new to this. There has to be some way we can help her." Hotch said looking from one brother to the other.
"You don't understand this power corrupts and depending on which book she used to find this spell, we could be talking about a girl possessed now." Sam frowned. "You have to prepare for the reality that we might not be able to save her."
"But we will try" Dean said firmly. "We will try to save her."
Morgan's phone rang he answered it, "Hey Momma you're on speaker phone"
"Well hello my Dark Chocolate" Garcia said.
"Garcia" Hotch snapped.
"Sorry sir" she said quickly, "Umm, I have that information you requested. I took screen shots and compared them to school photos. I've identified several people including the girl who was being... abused. It's all sent to your phones. She's a seriously messed up kid. Poor thing has been though hell."
Hotch pulled out his phone and found the email from Garcia. "Alright thanks Garcia" Hotch turned to the others. "She's a foster child, Mel Moretin, Mom was a prostitute died when she was 6. Mel was found lying next to her mother's body in her blood. It's estimated Mel had been like that for 6 days. She was near death herself. After that she was placed with her father who sexually abused her. Mel stabbed him twice; she was placed in a psychiatric hospital for 2 years before being released to foster care. Since then she has been bounced around all over the state. She is currently staying at a home for troubled girls on the outskirts of town." Hotch said giving them the bare bones of it.
"Damn, this girl has been through hell." Dean sighed. "Sam you go with Emily and Spencer to the school, try and locate the other potential victims. Morgan and J.J. go to the other victim's houses we didn't find the other Hex bags we need to find them and burn them. Rossi, Hotchner, and I will go out to the all girls home and try and locate our witch. Constant check ins" Dean said laying out assignments The agents looked to Hotch who nodded.
"We are out of our league here, Dean is taking point" Hotch said reluctantly this wasn't like him to so fully trust someone like Dean but for some reason it gave him some comfort to know that maybe if Dean was right. It wasn't a man that killed his ex-wife. Maybe human beings weren't as bad as he thought, that these people were possessed and forced to do these things, at least some of them.
The agents started for the vehicles, Sam held back to get a word with his brother.
"You really trust these guys to not screw us over when this is all said and done? There FBI, to them we are these psycho killers." Sam said looking at his brother.
"I trust them Sammy, if I didn't we would have been out of here already but we need their help and they need ours. So at this point we have to work together. I don't like it anymore then you do. If they thought we were just psycho killers they wouldn't be on this hunt with us." Dean said looking up at his younger brother.
"I don't like it Dean" Sam frowned his shaggy brown hair covering his eyes a little when he shook his head.
"I don't either but maybe if we can make them believe we may have gained another valuable asset." Dean said looking at his brother pointedly.
"Fine" Sam sighed and headed for one of the Tahoe's.
Dean frowned "Be careful Sammy" he called before turning towards the Impala.
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"Mel?" The older African American woman asked. "Is she in some sort of trouble?" The woman was tall, thin, and wore mostly loose black clothing over her fail frame. Dean estimated she was in her mid to late 70s.
"We're not sure ma'am" Hotchner said quietly. "There have been several deaths of the girls at her school. We stumbled across a video. It shows Mel being tormented by her classmates."
"Mel is just a disturbed little girl, she couldn't make her classmates heads explode." The woman went on.
"Ms. Gunther is it?" Dean said putting on his charming smile. "We have to explore every avenue here. The girls in the video that were tormenting Mel, some of those girls are dead and there could be more here by the looks of the video. All we are asking is to talk to Mel and look around her room."
"Mel isn't here. She's at school."Ms. Gunther said putting her hands over her chest. "and as far as her room goes, get a warrant"
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Sam sat in the bleachers next to Spencer. He didn't know why but he felt connected to Spencer in ways he wasn't quite sure he could explain.
"You were pre-law" Spencer said not even looking up from picking his fingers.
"Yeah" Sam said staring straight ahead.
"You had amazing grades."
"Yeah" Sam said waiting for the inevitable question.
"Why..." Spencer started.
"Because people I love died, they died because I ran away. I didn't try to stop it. They died because I gave up what I'm good at. People die in our wake, friends, family. We've lost our mom, dad, Bobby, Charlie, and Kevin. We lost them to a war that is going on under your noses. Dean has died, he went to hell, he tortured souls and then was saved by an Angel. The one you met Cas. He spent a year in purgatory. He won't talk about that time but I know it was hard on him and I tried to move on with my life but no hunter ever gets out of this life. I died, I got stuck in a pit with Satan and Michael and while I was rescued eventually my soul was left in this pit with them. It was tortured and ripped to shreds and when I finally got it back it nearly killed me. This life we lead isn't easy. Good people die or become monsters and we watch it all unable to do anything about it. That Mark on Dean's arm, it's twisting him. He's angry and doesn't sleep because the Mark of Cain, the father of murder. That is some dark and twisted shit and Dean fights the urges of it every day because he is a good man and a good brother." Sam said venting. He didn't mean to but he felt that he could open up sitting next to Spencer.
Spencer remained quiet listening to the youngest Winchester speak analyzing his speech pattern and the emotion behind it all. He was convinced that these brothers were being honest. He looked over at Sam and nodded. "I know that it took a lot of courage to confide this in me. Your brother and you have been fighting all this for so long. Let us help you."
"There is nothing you can do" Sam said finally looking at Spencer.
"Teach us." Spencer said pleading. "Teach us how to recognize what we are looking at how to recognize the demons and the monsters. We hunt the monsters too maybe not the kind that you hunt but if you can teach us we can help you in this fight." Spencer said getting animated. "We here have all been through our own personal hells not the literal one but we all have our crosses to bare. Let us help you"
"That isn't just my call." Sam said shaking his head.
"I know" Spencer sighed then looked up as the cheerleaders started pouring into the locker rooms.
"Show time" Sam said getting to his feet.
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"We've been through this entire house and so far nothing." J.J. said exasperated.
"Wait, Dean said they had to be close to the victim for it to work. The girl didn't die in here." Morgan said looking around trying to remember the case file.
"She died outside in the back yard." J.J. said as they headed downstairs. Outside they looked around the yard. There was still blood and brains all over the back yard. The girls family had refused to return to the house. "Did Dean say how close it had to be?"
"Within a few feet" Morgan said guessing really.
"Okay" J.J. moved to the edge of the porch. "She was sitting here doing homework" J.J. looked around.
Morgan stepped off the porch and looked around. "Fenced in yard, 6 foot fence." he said scanning the fence line. "If she threw it over she would have no way of knowing where it was going."
"What if she stood on something?" J.J. asked. She looked down in the bushes and saw a small brown bag. Pulling on some gloves she picked it up and opened it. "Jackpot"
"Dean said to burn it with salt." Morgan said pulling out a few small to go packages of salt. They put it in a small bowl dumped the salt on it and lit it on fire. "One down" Morgan said pulling out his phone and texting Hotch.
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"They got one of the hex bags." Hotch said looking at his phone as they walked towards the Impala.
"If I was a scared, pissed off little girl who wanted revenge where would I go?" Rossi asked looking at the others.
"What?" Dean looked confused.
"Well think about it, she's scared, she's pissed off. These girls abused her and humiliated her. She wants' revenge and she has had it one by one. I don't think it's enough for her though." Rossi said.
"Your right, she wants them all to pay." Hotch said nodding. "She would want the whole school to know, to fear her."
"She's going to kill the rest of them at the same time. I saw fliers there is a game tonight." Dean said sliding into the car.
"She would want to watch this. She would want to make this a big spectacle." Rossi said as he and Hotch got in the car. "She's out for blood."
Dean yanked out his phone and dialed Sammy. "Sam" he exclaimed when his brother answered.
"Dean?" Sam said on the other end. Dean could hear the roar of the crowd.
"Sam she's there at the game we are on our way she's going to kill them all" Dean shouted into the phone.
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"Dean?" Sam shouted into the phone.
"Everything okay?" Spencer asked trying to raises his voice over the crowd.
"No, Dean thinks she's here to kill them all" Sam said
"We have to find her." Spencer said grabbing Sam's arm and pulling him through the crowd towards Emily. A hush fell over the crowd however when a blood curdling scream went through the crowd. Sam whipped his head around there in the middle of the football field stood a girl, she was small dressed in a white dress. Her hair was darker than in the video but Sam recognized her. What really made her stand out was the blood. She looked like she had bathed in it. She was looking down, at the ground her hair whipping in the wind. It was like something straight out of a horror movie.
"Found her" Sam said moving down the bleachers towards the field.
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Dean floored it, whipping around the corners until they reached the school pulling up alongside the field Hotch, Rossi, and Dean where out in an instant sprinting for the field. Hotch had notified J.J. and Morgan who came rolling in right behind them. As they approached the field Dean noticed the girl. He saw Sam, Spencer, and Emily making their way towards her. The football team and cheerleaders where off to the side looking scared and confused.
"Hush now child" said a voice over the loud speakers. "Don't say a word Mommy's going to give you the death of them all" the voice said and laughed a twisted laugh. Dean looked around the crowd they were all frozen in place unsure if this was some sort of before the game show. However most were starting to look mortified.
"Mommy?" Dean froze in his tracks. "Her mom's not dead. She's a demon." Dean looked at Sam and Sam looked at Dean. There where to many people around, to many witnesses.
As if reading his mind Hotch ran back to the Tahoe and grabbed a megaphone. "Ladies and Gentleman, I am Agent Aaron Hotchner with the FBI. I need you all to get up and leave the field as quickly as you can. NOW"
The crowd seemed to come to life as panic seemed to set in but another blood curdling scream from the girl on the field really kicked it into high gear. People fled leaving everything behind. At the top of the bleachers stood a tall black haired beauty. Dean sighed as he studied the demon.
She began to clap slowly. "Great performance Dean, see you got yourselves some new friends."
Dean looked at her "Do I know you?" he asked.
"Oh no you don't but I know you, the Winchester brothers. Dean and Sam, Crowley's little pets." She laughed. "I see you met my daughter. She's just so deliciously twisted just like me."
"You did this? Set it all up for her?" Sam demanded.
"Oh yes, she summoned me. A cross roads demon, imagine my surprise when my own daughter wanted to ability to kill those that tormented her. See when I realized who she was, we caught up. She killed that rat bastered of a father of hers for me and now she wanted revenge on those stupid cheerleaders. So I put in a word with Crowley told him my daughter wanted in on the Demon biz and wanted to kill some jocks and cheerleaders. He was all for it, great boss, bit of a family man." she laughed again her black lips blew a kiss towards Dean. "Now the question is what to do about you and your meddling friends. No no no no" she said putting her hand up. The agents guns flew from their hands and landed at her feet. With the other she lifted Sam from his feet and pulled him towards her in mid air. "So delicious" she said when he was inches from her.
"Yeah" Sam said his voice a little strained.
"I like em a little nerdy as long as they are dirty." she said lifting Spencer and pulling him forward. "Mmm total nerdy man candy." she said not even paying attention to Dean now. Mel had moved from the field to come now and stand beside her mother. She was silent now as she watched her mother work.
Dean looked back at the others who were now helplessly watching. He looked at Rossi and mouthed. "Sorry" the Angel blade dropped from his sleeve into his hand he stabbed the child and then her mother in a quick motion. Spencer and Sam dropped to the ground as the lights flickered through the stab wounds and mother and daughter fell to the ground.