AHHHHH! i know it's been so long and i'm so sorry for that fact! but goddamn i got some AMAZING reviews- you thank you Squidtastik, sunshine102897, snn7b, and wolfenergy17! (you made me so happy!)

okay- let's get this show on the road! :D

It felt like eons. Time stretched on and on and all Dean could do was watch. His twin sister still sat frozen, as still as a statue. His voice was practically shot he'd called to her so many times. Nothing.

Azazel grinned, flashing surprisingly white teeth at the Winchester boys. "And now for the finale." He said with an evil grin. Pulling a worn book out from his coat, he flipped through the pages, scanning them slowly, teasingly.

"Knock it off, you yellow-eyed bastard!" Dean roared, pounding furiously against the invisible barrier.

"All in good time, Deano. All in good time." After another few minutes. "Ah- here we go. Tu sia maladetta!" Katherine's head snapped up, her green eyes empty and unseeing. It broke her brother's hearts. "Tu non possa avere Un giorno di pace!" Her large green eyes stared straight at Dean, but they lacked their usual sparkle and affection that shone when she looked at her brother.

"Kat!" Dean yelled hoarsely. "Kat!"

Before his eyes, Katherine's pupil stretched out, little black tendrils covering the beautiful green that her family loved. Black eyes regarded her family emptily, black as a demon's.

"Rise." Azazel said silkily, extending a hand for his slave. With inhuman grace, Katherine rose, taking the demon's hand. Azazel turned, showing off his new 'toy.' "What do you think? I absolutely love this look on her." He said with a sadistic grin, running a cold hand through her blonde tresses and resting it on Katherine's shoulder

"Don't touch her." A voice growled. But it wasn't Dean, although he readily agreed. Castiel stood tall and proud, his entire being glowing with his angel Grace and his angel sword drawn, ready to cut down the yellow eyed demon. It was a truly terrifying sight.

Despite this, all Azazel could do was laugh. Throwing his head back, he laughed long and loud and clear. Wiping his eyes, he returned his yellow gaze back to Castiel's blue one. "That was good. I really needed that." He sighed happily. "Even if you had enough power to fight me, which you don't, you wouldn't strike down your beloved Katherine, would you?"

Castiel deflated like a helium balloon. The demon was right. He couldn't hurt Katherine; she was all he had.

A condescending smile twisted the humanoid lips, turning it into something dark and sinister. "Well, I do believe the lady and I will be on our way, it really was good to see you boys. It's been too long." A dark chuckle escaped the demon as he turned away, dismissing them.

"Get the hell away from her, you yellow eyed bastard!" Dean roared, pounding against the barrier that was keeping him from saving his twin from his mother's murderer.

"I've had a change of heart." The demon purred, rounding back on his heel to face the Winchester boys and the heartbroken angel. "Why don't you come and say hi to your beloved sister." With a simple snap of his fingers, the invisible barrier keeping the family separated was gone and Dean was surging forward so quickly, it was easy to forget he'd almost been filleted alive.

"Kat! Princess, can you hear me? It's me, De-" But his concerned words we cut off by a swift and easy punch to the diaphragm, sending him flying backwards. Dean slid to a halt, gaping in shock as his heart shattered into millions of fractured shards.

Those dead black eyes gazed back at him emptily, but the horrid scene was becoming distorted from his tears. "Come on, princess. Snap out of it! It's me, Dean. I've never left you and I won't stop now. I've only just found you, please please don't leave me again. I need you, Kat." He begged as he rose on shaking legs.

Slowly, like a fawn learning to walk, his twin walked towards him with the grace of a wild predator. He stood stock still. There was no way his twin would hurt him - their bond was too close for that.

But Sam could see the lethal fluidity of his sister's movements and before he even registered the danger he was moving as fast as his 'freakishly' long legs could carry him towards the threat: his own sister. With all the force he could muster, he attempted to knock her down. With the deadly grace of a killer, the former Katherine Marie Winchester pirouetted, her boot clad foot connected squarely with Sam's torso. If she felt his bones crack underneath her touch, she didn't show it. She simply turned to find the new threat, abandoning her baby brother as he gasped for breath, tears of shock running freely down his cheeks.

"Sam!" Dean bellowed in alarm, rocketing forward. "Kat- what have you done?" He gasped, kneeling down by his fallen brother's side.

"Dean." The youngest Winchester groaned. "Please tell me this is a dream." His eyes looked so young, so much like the five-year-old Dean used to tuck in at night.

Agonized green met chilling black. "Kat. Come back to me, please." Dean breathed brokenly, his voice so soft Sam had to strain to hear it. Their sister lurched forward, the movement unnatural, so inhuman it made bile rise up in Dean's throat.

A twisted smile curled at the corners of Katherine's mouth. Growing bigger and bigger until her entire face was contorted into the eerie grin; it would've put the Joker to shame. She lurched forward again. Gone was the lethal grace of the hunter. In its place was something so much more frightening: a sloppy, inhuman killer. It proved to her family how far Katherine had really gone - her dancer's grace replaced by savage brutality. The thing that had become his sister swung its leg in a deadly arc toward Dean's head.

The last thing Dean saw was that monster's leer marring his sister's beautiful face.

The last thing he thought was 'she really is gone.'

NOOOOO KATHERINE NOOOO! :(

why did i do that? (muh-ha-ha-ha!) D

let me know how you think my portrayal of poor, poor Katherine is (i'm not sure if it's creepy enough)