•Unwritten•

Twenty One

I stood behind the closed door of the auditorium listening to Dean speak to the trickster. We had been right, it was the janitor and so we'd staged a fake fight so that he would think Dean was alone and less of a threat.

I clenched my jaw listening to Dean debate over the two half naked women that the trickster was offering him.

"Hard to hear?" Sam whispered and I frowned. "I'm not stupid Faith. Nor am I blind."

I sighed. "I tried to talk to him but he's being childish." Sam nodded sympathetically and handed me a wooden stake, the only thing that Bobby thought would work on this thing.

"That's our cue." He whispered and then busted the door open, Bobby doing the same on the other side of the room. We closed the door, and I locked it as Sam started walking down the steps.

"That fight you guys had outside – that was a trick?" The trickster began to laugh, then looked at me dead in the eyes. "Not bad. But you want to see a real trick?" He snapped his fingers and suddenly a man with a chainsaw appeared before me, I screamed and took off running around the back of the auditorium, Sam following behind me. The chainsaw roared near my ear and I ducked, just missing having my head sawed off. Bobby and Sam took over fighting it and I sprinted over to help Dean who was currently fighting the two half naked women.

The brunette grabbed me by my hair and swung me, I smashed my head onto the post of the fake bed on the stage and quickly rolled avoiding a heel to the eye. I swung my leg out tripping her and then jumped over, grabbing the blonde who had Dean pinned against the wall. I used the brunettes trick of grabbing hair and pulled her hard onto the ground.

The brunette was back up on her feet and charged straight at me, punching me in the face. I groaned, grabbing my cheek but quickly hit her back and followed it with a kick in the chest. I leered over her shoulder and saw Dean with the blonde who was hitting him hard closer to where the trickster sat watching.

I head butted the brunette but she was strong, stood up fast and then put me in a headlock, kneeing me in the face. I was gonna have to pull out all the stops to get out of this one.

I bit down on her arm hard, she released me screaming and I used my stake to smack her around the head, just before she could land she vanished into a purple smoke. I panted and moved my hair out of my face, looking up to see Dean with a stake pressed straight into the tricksters chest. He dropped down into the seats- dead.

"Everyone okay?"
...

I stood outside, leaning against the car as the three men chatted on the other side of the road. My face hurt from all the hits it had taken earlier on in the day, and I gripped my nose groaning to myself.

"Here let me take a look." Dean reached out to grab my face but I slapped his hand away. "I'm fine."

He sighed loudly. "Faith-"

"No! I- I don't want to ta- ow, ahhh." I reached for my head, a heavy pain in it, it was like hot water was being poured into my ears.

"Faith?" Dean grabbed my elbows as I started to drop onto my knees, shouting in pain, I slammed my eyes closed as the pain increased until I started seeing pictures, images in my mind.

"Wait!"

The man shouted before being thrown across the room, smacking his head against a table hard. The thing that had hit him bared it's fangs before climbing over the table.
The man stood up and started to fight, but more of the creatures- vampires flooded into the room and encased him as he screamed. Once they were done with him, his body drained, they slowly walked away revealing his dead body.