Supernatural//[ON HOLD]

Supernatural//16

Sixteen.

My eyelids fluttered opened and my mind raced as I sorted through the jumbled of events that had occurred. I stared at the fulgent darkness, uncomprehending for just a moment before last night's events flitted through my brain. Chris...stake...Ryan...attack...pain. I gasped and jolted upward; something metal rattled beneath me, stopping me in the midst of my panic. Confused, I glanced downward, ran my fingertips along the base and felt something cold, taut and solid. I stood cautiously, keeping my head ducked.

The room, or at least I thought it was a room, was dark. No light filtered in through the windows; in fact, the windows were tinted black. Whispers and moans swept all around me and I wrapped my arms tightly around myself, feeling a slight chill racked my body. I extended my hand warily and jerked it back when my fingers slid around two thin bars. “What?” I whispered, slamming the palms of my hands against the metals. It banged loudly but didn't budged.

Slowly, my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I made out metal bars; they were lined opposite from where I stood. Realization dawned and I stepped back in shock. Those aren't metal bars, they're cells! Criminal cells!

“Hello?” I yelled, my voice echoing around the spacious structure. My breathing came out in rapid, shallow gasps and I continued to ram my hands against the bars. No one answered and I didn't expect anyone to. “Is anyone here?!”

To my surprise, tears leaked from their ducts, streaming down my face. I was scared, confused and worried. I didn't know where I was, didn't know who was holding my hostage, though I had a pretty good suspect in mind. I didn't know if my friends were okay. I didn't even get to thank Chris for keeping me safe, no matter how brief. Now, he's gone and his efforts were wasted. I yearned for Ryan, for my mom, for my brother, anyone!, but with further prodding and screaming, I knew that I was alone.

Was this how Cameron was going to kill me? By starvation and isolation? It wasn't beyond him to do such a thing but I would've thought he'd get a thrill out of murdering me himself. Maybe that was what he was going to do after all: keep me alive for a few days then killing me. If that was the case, then there was nothing I could do. I was caged like a rabid animal and I wasn't strong enough to break out of my metal confinements. Judging by the sturdiness of the cells, I knew no one could. Well, maybe except for Ryan but he wasn't here!

Dejected, I turned swiftly and plopped down on the cool, cemented ground, leaning my head against the side of the cell. My head dropped into my palms and I sighed raggedly. I swiped at my eyes angrily and glanced down at my clothes. I made a sound somewhere between disgust and regret. Out of all the outfits I could have worn, I was a dress. My mother's dress. I bit my lips, contemplating how I was going to tell her.

It wouldn't even matter, my conscience whispered, you'll probably never see her again.

That thought brought another fresh flood of tears and I cursed silently at my weakness. Frustrated, I slapped my hand on the hard ground, biting my lips against the harsh repercussions of the blow; my hand pulsated and throbbed and I tilted my head back. A low bang reverberated throughout the cell and I winced at the contact between skull and metal.

“Are you really so bored that you're willing to cause yourself pain?” A voice asked amusingly.

I jumped up and curled my fingers as my teeth snapped together. My eyes searched the murky unlit structure but couldn't seem to see anything beyond a few feet ahead. “Cameron, what did you do to me? Where am I?”

Ryan's fraternal twin brother stepped forward from the darkness. He had a flashlight with him and he directed its light directly in my line of vision. I scowled and clawed at the air. He chuckled and swung the beam elsewhere. Black spots erupted in my vision and I blinked rapidly, clearing them. “And the answer to your question, little Jamie, is nothing. Yet.” He smiled cruelly and crossed his arms casually.