*I got my trucker pep pills in today, and they seem to be working pretty ok, so maybe I'll be able to update more and get more done! Enjoy!*
Sam was finally waking up. He was on a comfy enough bed with a nice soft comforter snuggled around him. As he was waking up with one heck of a headache, he finally remembered the events of the night before. He snapped his eyes open and shot up straight in bed making his head spin. He looks around and noticed he was in a very plan room. It consisted of a small table and two chairs, and a conjoining private bathroom. He saw the door and figured maybe he could try and make a sneaky getaway. He flung his legs over the side of the bed, but felt something heavy on his ankle. He looked down to notice a heavy shackle attached to him. He followed the chain with his eyes to the center of the room, where a large bolted down metal plate was laid. He knew for a fact that a normal sized man couldn't budge those bolts. He then looked up and he saw the whole wall on the other side of the room was lined with books from the floor to the ceiling, and a lot of them seemed super old.
Sam slowly got up and made his way to the book shelf. He noticed the shackle holding him to the floor would allow him to move around the room freely, even to the bathroom, but any hope of escape was dam near impossible now. He knew Troy wanted him to do research, and man he wasn't freaking kidding. The books were from different religions, in different languages, which thankfully he knew Latin and knew most Italian.
Sam sighed and walked around the room assessing it, trying to find a way to get a message out, or something that could help him with the chains. Nothing useful. He made his way to the bathroom which was actually rather not bad. It had a clean and functioning toilet, actual 'Guest' towels, and one of those awesome huge tub/showers. Sam would be in heaven, having his own huge room, his own comfy bathroom, and a huge wall full of books. If only he wasn't here against his will chained to the floor and His dad and Dean were by his side.
"Oh my god dad and Dean." Sam remembered they were both hurt or else they would have chased after Sam. He remembers Dean being knocked out near the impala before the guy grabbed him. All he could hope for was his family was alright.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Sam jumped at the noise, and hurried his way to the furthest corner of the room and pressed himself into it.
In walked Troy with a tray of food, a water and a can of coke. Without a word he sat the tray of food down and turned towards Sam, holding up his hands in a surrender motion.
"Hey Sammy. Listen kid I'm not going to hurt you, I need your help with this hunt and I need it fast. As long as you do as I say you get to live comfortably."
"Fine then unchain me from the floor."
Troy couldn't help but chuckle.
"Nice try kid. That's just so you don't go escaping on me before the hunt is over."
"So once I figure out this hunt, you'll let me go?"
"Yes I promise I'll let you go after this hunt. I just need to you figure out what the hell it is I'm hunting."
"Why couldn't you give my dad the information over the phone and he could have relayed it to me? Wouldn't that have been easier than having my family track you down and kill you."
Troy was impressed. He could tell the scrawny fourteen year old was scared, but he certainly kept his cool about this whole thing.
"You may have a point, but I have all the research material right here in this room. I'll give you the files, and you can research in peace. I won't bother you unless to bring you food or if you have a question."
Sam wasn't sure what to make of Troy. This man was insane and hurt his family, yet right now he was being kind and considerate towards Sam, possibly because he needed Sam, and Sam would be defiant and wouldn't do a dam thing if he was being mistreated. Troy was manipulating him. But as he was heavily chained to the floor and waiting his family to save him, hell he might as well help this dick with his dam research. Hell maybe the sooner he finished the sooner he'll late him go. Sam slowly inched himself away from the wall and towards the small table where he sat down in one of the seats near Troy.
"Ok. I'll eat and you bring me the files you have. But you have to promise to let me go after this hunt."
"I promise. It was never my intention to hurt you or your family."
"Dude you beat up my brother twice AND my father! Bullshit you didn't mean to hurt us!"
Troy was still calm at Sam's outburst. Kid did have a point.
"I just wanted to borrow you for a little bit but your family said no, what was I supposed to do?"
"You were supposed to drop it and do that dam research yourself. How do you even hunt being this lazy?"
"Hunting I can do no problem, I hate doing research. Makes me feel like I'm back in school and I hated school. You on the other hand, you're smart. Smart for a hunter, hell smart for anyone! You can get this research done in no time, I just know it."
Sam ran a hand down his face. Boy this was going to be a long day… night? Whatever time it was outside considering there were no windows. He looked around room and back at Troy.
"You do know that I used a lap top to do research? Sure I used books, but I mostly used the internet. Is there any way you can bring me a lap top when you bring me the files?"
"I don't know kid, what if you try to contact your family…"
"Listen I don't know where I am and there's no windows for me to see any land marks, so it would be worthless to contact ANYONE and tell them what? Help I'm stuck in a windowless room in god only knows what State? I'm just saying it will be a ton easier if you get me a lap top. I'll have it done in a fraction of the time than with these books. I mean you saw how fast I did it all those years ago."
Troy thought about it. Sam had a valid point, he had no idea where he was, so even if he did contact John and Dean some how they wouldn't know where he was.
"Fine. But if I find out you contacted ANYONE, you'll never speak to your family again. Understood?"
Sam nodded his head. His plan was to get an e-mail out to his dad, and finish the research as soon as humanly possible, but he had to let his family know he was ok so they could stop worrying about him and focus on getting themselves better. He knew Dean for sure wouldn't rest unless he knew Sam was safe.
It was five minutes later when Troy came back with a file and a laptop. He set them both down on the table. Sam went to work right away and opened the file and started looking at it. He noticed Troy was just standing there.
"Do you mind? I can't work with someone standing over my shoulder."
"Hu. It's a wonder you get anything done with Dean around. Guys like your shadow."
"Yeah I wonder why." Sam said in a sarcastic tone and raised an eyebrow at Troy, indicating 'it's because of creeps like you he's my freaking shadow.'
Troy took it as it was and left the room for Sam to concentrate.
The second Sam heard the lock click on the door he opened the laptop, and immediately opened up his e-mail account. He typed in his dad's e-mail, and started writing.
Subject line read ATTN DAD!
Dear dad and Dean. I don't have a lot of time. I'm writing to let you guys know I'm ok and I hope these assholes didn't hurt you both too much. I can't tell you a lot about my location for I'm am in a room with no windows and I currently have a leg chained to the floor. Hell I don't even know what time of day it is right now. Please take care of yourselves, and I'm going to get to work on this hunt so I can get back to you guys. Please don't worry about me, and don't write back. I'll hopefully see you guys soon, and I'll write as often as I can.
Love,
-Sammy
Right after Sam made sure it was sent, he cleared the computer of any and all evidence he ever sent it. He decided the sooner he got this stupid case over with, the better. He opened the file and really started looking at the file. He started taking notes.
'Several people venture out alone and never return.'
'Gigantic wolf seen around the times of the disappearances.'
'Not werewolf, doesn't match with lunar cycles.'
'Not a skin walker either…'
'Bigger than anything anyone has ever seen…'
Sam was tapping his pen against his chin. This was a tough one indeed. After about an hour of looking on the internet, and actually in a couple of books, he found something that it might be, and wrote it down.
'Amarok- This beast is a gigantic wolf that roams about in the deep woods waiting to hunt down and devour anyone foolish enough to venture out there alone.'
'Source: Inuit '
'Mythology Habitat: Northern Canada '
"NORTHERN CANADA! Is that where I am?!" Sam practically yelled it then clamped his hands over his mouth. Maybe he could use this information to his advantage. He went to the door and started banging.
A few minutes later Troy walked through the door.
"What is it?"
"I think I know what it is."
Sam directed his way over to the table. He had to show Troy his notes and his discovery on the computer, as well as the two books laying on the table. Troy was highly impressed with the amount of effort and multi-tasking Sam put into this.
"I think it's this, something called an Amarok. It's bigger than a werewolf. It fits all the descriptions the witnesses claimed, and it only attacks and takes people that are alone. Everything fits. It didn't say how to kill it, but I'm going to say a silver bullet to the heart will do the trick."
Troy was impressed. It Sam an hour to figure and sort everything out. Troy looked at Sam's notes as he continued talking.
"The only problem is this creature is indigenous to Northern Canada, but we aren't anywhere near there."
Sam was seriously hoping he would take the bait.
"No, not close to Northern Canada, but we are close enough to the border."
'Ok so we're still in America….that narrows it down. But we're close to the border? That means we went north. Better than nothing I guess.'
Troy patted Sam on the back.
"Good job kid."
Troy picked up the laptop and the files, and started headed for the door.
"Does this mean you'll let me go?" Sam asked with a hint of attitude laced in his voice.
"I'll let you go when the hunts over and the creatures dead."
'ut oh. Have to buy time.'
"In that case then leave the papers and the laptop. Just in case I made a mistake."
"You're pretty smart, I trust you."
And with that, Troy was out the door. Sam sighed and sagged in his chair. He knew his research was spot on, but he wasn't positive if these guys would come back from the hunt. According to the research this was a nasty animal, a giant wolf that would attack their prey and bring the bodies back to their lair. Not to mention it only attacked when one person was out. He was just lucky he also wasn't being used as the bait. He figured he would make the most out of this and read those awesome looking old books lining the wall.
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Troy and his partner Marty were getting ready to head out.
"Hey, I know the kid's good at research, but I also hear his older brother is just as good in hunting. You think we can get him to help with this hunt knowing we have his kid brother?"
Troy looked at his partner like he was crazy.
"You obviously never met Dean. If it's one thing he's passionate about other than hunting, it's trying to protect the kid. The fact that we even thought about taking him put a target on our backs. I for one don't want Dean anywhere near me with a gun in his hands, even if he is hunting. He's smart, he'll find a way to kill us and find Sam. It was bad all those years ago, but apparently he's still protective."
"So what are we going to do after this hunt is said and done? We really just going to let the kid go just like that? We can bring us with him across the country and get more jobs done than imagined."
"John and Dean will hunt us down. Even if we do let Sam go they will kill us. No after this is done, we need to kill John and Dean in order to get away with Sam. That's the only way."
Marty nodded his head in agreement and they both strapped on their guns and knives.
Troy really was planning on taking off with Sam so he could help with the research. The less work he had to do, the more time he could spend at the bar, which was exactly where he was heading after tonight. He was hoping to kill this thing tonight! This stupid beast killed one of his very good friends, and it eyed him as if saying 'ill be back for you' before running back into the woods. Troy was glad when Sam said the creature was exactly what he and the other witnesses saw, and it should be as simple as a silver bullet to the heart. He also knew it wasn't a werewolf even though it looked like it. To dam big to be a were. Sam was indeed very useful.
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