Supernatural shorts

A trip to Hell

Short summary: You go out on a hunt and problems began to stir, an old secret finds its way back to you. Later leading to your friends searching for you (Dean and Sam.) TW: Some language, fighting detail.

'Finally' you thought to yourself 

Putting a map on the motel table. You were currently in the Northside of Arkansas circling in on a case. Where a demon has been betting years of peoples lives. Seems he's been hitting famous hotels to strike his deals. You circled the last major hotel on the map in the area, Crescent Hotel. 

"You got to be kidding me" you said annoyingly

Much didn't scare you, but this place never looked friendly. Most of America knows it for its ghost activities. Which due to that reason, you didn't have time for obstacles like that. Perhaps he was doing it on purpose. 

'Does he know I'm following?' you wondered. You tried not to think much about it and began to load your things back into your car. A beautiful 1980 trans am in a striking apple red with black details. 

"Hey, how much longer do you think it'll take till you find him?" you hear Bailey ask walking to you. One of your friends family members ended getting in the mix. Last week she decided to play a round of cards with the wrong man, the demon. She was trying to play to get her wish, a no paid vacation, you don't blame her. If you could take one you would, but you could never stop doing what you loved. Helping people, and putting the bad guys in their place. 

"Well, lucky for you I managed to find a pattern and find his location" You smiled in confidence. 

"I'm so glad Sarah called you for me, I don't know what I'd do if I really do only have a week left to live" She said the last part quietly while he smile dropped.

"It's going to be okay, just stay here. If I don't come back call this number, say I'm in trouble they will get here as soon as possible" you say patting her shoulder and getting in the car.

You drove to the Hotel and parked about a block away, can't let anything take your car away. It was handed down to you on your 16th birthday. By your Uncle Ken before he passed 8 years ago, taught you everything you know. 

"Alright, piece of cake. Got to just go in , ask for Dallas, demand Baileys years back" you spoke to yourself to help shake the nervous feeling.

Walking up to the hotel stairs it wasn't all that bad looking. Lovely plants all around the outside. Till you walked in, a small smell of sulfur hit your nose. You looked around and noticed how creepy the framed pictures and faxing mirrors looked. Sending a chill down your back. You shook your head and walk towards a main room. You noticed there wasn't much company here concerning that it's getting late. While looking around you felt a pair of eyes on you. Trying to not not make it noticeable you acted like you were just observing the hotel. Till you locked eyes with Dallas across the room.

'He knows' your stomach dropped and your chest tightens. He then gestures to the seat across from him with his hand. You slowly start to walk over remembering the knife you had tuck in your boot in case. "Sit, I knew you would show here eventually. That's I made sure to leave a trail" He said as you sat down. "Oh really? I figured you were just sloppy and covering your tracks" You said calmly not breaking eye contact incase he tried to move. You folded your hands on the table waiting for his response. "You have a bit of a mouth y/n, figures when your only family dies from my very hand" He gave an evil smirk, throwing you off. You could feel the anger boil, you've been waiting to see this asshole since that night Ken passed. You live regretting you weren't there when it happened since you were in the middle of a case in New York at the time. 

"Look, I'm just here to get what's Bailey's. So what's it gonna take?" You try to keep your composure. 'I'm gonna rip this bitch apart' you get snapped out your thoughts when he answers. "Well, how about.. a game" He took out a deck of dark blue cards and places them on the table. "Play for her years back and your souls mine, or let her die" He said leaning back in the chair. You looked down at the cards trying not to break you composure. "So? what's it gonna be y/n?" He asked waiting for you to answer.

"Deal" you said glaring back at him.....

To be continued..

(A/N) I am already working on pt.2 don't worry. I hope this has you ready for the rest. I know it's a bit long, I'm sorry. Going to try my best to wrap it up without feeling to rushed or to long. :)