𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 ★

𝟎𝟎𝟐.

𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗘𝗥

𝗦𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝟭𝟵𝗧𝗛 , 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟬

𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗔 𝗦𝗔𝗧 𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 𝗢𝗙 deans crusty motel bed. the whole room reeked of takeout food and stale mildew. sam was a couple feet away, on his bed, laptop open, and researching his and deans current case.

dean was out picking up food, and ara was there for the sole purpose neither boys could figure out what they were up against.

the girl ran her fingers through her hair, frustrated with everything. her magic — her families magic wouldnt even help decipher what they were up against.

she tried every tracking spell she knew, and every single de - warding spell from the pierces' personal spell book, yet came out with nothing. which is extremely rare for the pierce bloodline especially with how untouchable they were. arabella being the last living heir.

"any luck?" ara spoke quietly, sam eyes looked up from his laptop, frustration apparent.

"well, not much. only a few cursed objects that have similar symptoms but thats about it, how about you?" he raised his eyebrow, she only shook her head and all the hope drained from his face.

"none. whatever it is its powerful, like it was designed specifically to counter every spell. the barrier is too strong sam."

as she finished up the pair realize dean had finally arrived back, and had just stood listening. he sat the bag of food down on the table, and spoke whilst turning towards the door, "we'll figure it out, always do" his words escaped as he locked the door.

a little while later the three decide to head back to the crime scene : a abandoned house that the town kids loved to smoke in.

it had been in the middle of no where. nothing but a old dirt road leading to it, where it sat on a patch of land surrounded by trees.

before the girl even stepped inside she stopped, "its another witch," she had whispered, "i can feel their magic."

arabella attempted a revealing spell but it failed, so the trio walked blindly into the building.

the second arabella steps in after the boys shes thrown to the right, smashing into the glass coffee table. before the boys could help, they were next, both getting tossed into chairs facing the shattered table.

the girl stands up and flicks her wrist, releasing the boys as a tall figure walks into the room.

"a pierce?" the man asked laughing a little, putting his hold back on the boys, so they couldnt move. "thought you lot went extinct."

ara only smiles, "i killed the rest of them." the man only nods, "arabella is it? the rebel they put a hit on? its a shame you dont live up to the image."

her jaw clenches as the man walked closer to her, "your little party tricks wont help princess."

aras eyes flicker up to the mans, mentally releasing his hold on sam and dean as she attempted to get out of his grasp all the same.

the young witch casts another mental spell — the pierce specialty, making a weapon appear in sams hand.

"you think you're so special, dont you?" the man asks stepping closer and closer as arabella continued searching her mind for any spell that'll release her. "a pierce, complete family of failures." he taunted.

she gritts her teeth, "what do you even need with them? theyre dead."

"oh but you see," his voice drops, "it's not about them no, no, no. its about you ."

he releases her, and sets her down in the couch. sam and dean standing guilty to the side, neither making eye contact with her. "your little boyfriends gave you up," he pauses, "turns out you arent as smart as you seem."

confusion spreads across her face as she glanced between the boys and then the witch. "who even are you?" she asked, "the man whos gonna kill you, nice and slow." he replied, muttering words whilst carving began on the girls legs.

this only gave her time. aras eyes began watering as she scanned her mind for any spell.

only to revert back to the dark magic she was taught since day one, without a second she casts it, the words repeating over in her mind, and a massive red smoke taking over the room.

it clears, and shes released from his magic. she quickly runs over to his limp body and stabs his heart — safety measures, before standing up and not saying a word.

she walks straight past the boys, and slams the door shut on her way out.

they had gave her up.
they were gonna let him kill her.

that day forward she refused to speak to the winchesters. shed speak to castiel, to bobby, but not sam or dean.