The Crüe (AU)(SPN/The Dirt Crossover)

Chapter Three - Dark Magic

When Scarlet heard the front door being kicked open, she knew her brothers were there to save her. She wouldn't be stuck in this situation alone. They would take out the witch, and she'd be home free. Things like this happened, but most of the time it was her saving someone else's ass.

"Scar!" Dean shouted, as he and Sam came running.

"Not too fast, little hunters." The witch spat, and she sent them backwards with a wave of her hand.

"Don't threaten my sister, you evil bitch!" Dean exclaimed, as he forced himself to his feet.

"You little hunters, always so demanding," She walked around tauntingly,"You don't understand the sheer amount of power I have. I'm more powerful than any witch you've ever messed with. I have the power of many ancestors coursing through me. I'm the witch your mommy and daddy use to tell you stories about, that made you want to sleep with the lights on." She said, as she seemed to smile evilly at them.

"So, what was the point of killing those people and shrinking their heads?" Scarlet questioned,"Were you not worried about the town figuring out that you were killing these people?"

"I killed them for my own reasons," The witch replied,"and no, I was not worried about the townspeople. They're all dumb. They're not worried about the people that have gone missing. Honestly, I'd be surprised if they realize it by the time they have only five people left standing."

"Seriously, you're one crazy bitch." Dean commented, making the witch scowl.

"You're messing with the wrong witch, hunter." She spat, before she forced Dean and Sam back again.

She shoved Scarlet into the alter room, and used her magic to seal the door shut with herself and Scarlet inside. Sam and Dean were up in seconds, and they pounded their fists on the door. They were trying to force the door open, but nothing was working.

"Let us in!" Sam shouted, as he tried to force the door open.

"Damn it! Just open the damn door!" Dean yelled, feeling desperate about trying to get to his sister.

While Sam and Dean were trying to get into the room, the witch began to chant. She was using her alter, as she forced Scarlet to sit in the middle. As the witch added ingredients into a giant bowl at the end of the alter, Scarlet felt like her body was being ripped apart. There was so much pain, almost like there was fire inside of her body. It made her wonder if this was how it felt for the characters in Harry Potter when the Cruciatus Curse was used on them.

"Stop!" Scarlet cried, but the witch wasn't listening.

"If nobody else can separate the Winchesters, I will." The witch spat, as she raised the bowl above her head and began chanting louder.

The louder the witch chanted, the more pain Scarlet felt. Scarlet began to see a blinding white light, as her vision blurred. Before she knew it, she blacked out, and every bit of consciousness left her body. She didn't know what was going on, but the witch had gotten exactly what she had wanted. The moment Scarlet had disappeared, the witch let the door swing open, and the two brothers ran inside.

"Where's my sister, you bitch?!" Dean exclaimed, causing the witch to laugh loudly.

"She's long gone, Winchester. You'll never see her again." The witch stated, and Dean's heart skipped a beat.

"What does that mean?!" He asked, as his teeth gritted together.

"Well, let's just say, I sent her on a little trip, and she's not going to be back for a very long time." The witch replied, grinning wickedly.

"Bring her back!" Sam exclaimed, as he raised his weapon at the witch.

"I will not," She spat,"and there's no way you'll make me. Find another witch, because I refuse."

Out of a fit of rage, Dean fired two shots at the witch, one to the chest and one to the head. The witch hit the ground, and she was dead the moment she fell. Dean was mad at himself for not thinking, but at the same time, the witch wasn't going to help them.

"Great, Dean, just great. You just killed the one lady who knew how to save our sister." Sam ranted, causing Dean to scoff.

"That bitch wasn't going to help us; said so herself," Dean retorted,"and we can find another witch, all we have to do is look. We'll get Scar back."

"Yeah, just like we are with Dad." Sam grumbled, as he stomped out of the house.

Dean followed behind him, and they headed towards the Impala. Dean drove them to the hotel, where they packed their things and began their search for another witch. Dean packed Scarlet's things, and made sure nothing was forgotten.

As he packed, he found one of her favorite necklaces. Holding the necklace in his hand made his heart clench, and made him want to get his sister back just a little bit more. He carefully put the necklace around his neck, keeping it safe on his person, and close to his heart. He'd give it back to her when he seen her again.

"I think our best bet is to head to New Orleans. They're known for having witches and stuff there. Maybe one of them will know how to get Scar back." Sam commented, and Dean nodded in agreement.

"If they don't want to help, I'll make them." Dean said, as he started the Impala.

Dean hoped like hell that New Orleans was the place that would have someone to help them. He had to get Scarlet back, otherwise he'd blame himself for letting Scarlet go to the witch's house alone. Hell, he did blame himself, but if lost her for good, he'd never forgive himself. Sam and their dad would hate him forever, and he wouldn't blame them. He knew it was his fault Scarlet had disappeared, and he'd go to the ends of the Earth to get her back...