After I took to what seemed like eons, you found that nasty bitch. AGAIN
"We need a plan," Sam said.
"Oh, how about.... We go in and slaughter the dumb whore!" You said smiling and nodding your head. Your dad just kinda glared at you.
"Really, (y/n)? We don't know if it is black magic," Sam said.
"She still drugged me and I now have a dead mans blood on my hands, thanks to that bitch," you said raising your voice.
"Alright, just calm down," Dean said putting his hand on your shoulder.
"Calm down? DONT TELL ME TO CALM DOWN, THAT DUMB FUCKIN BITCH DRUGGED ME AND HAD ME KILL SOMEONE. YOU REALLY THINK THAT IM JUST GONNA WANT TO WALK IN AND BE LIKE "hey Stacy, do you by any chance perform black magic or something that can control someone?" You yelled at your father.
"Well if you use that tone with me again, I'll just have to take away your hunting privileges," Your father said raising his eyebrow.
"Okay that's enough. You both are acting like little kids complaining that one of you got 3 more Cheerios and the other," Sam said rolling his eyes.
"He right," you both said in sync.
"Finally. Anyways, we can walk into it like any other job, ask questions and do some tests with her. Dean and I will keep her from going anywhere while you sweep the place. Look for anything out of the ordinary; symbols, spell books, powders of any sort. Just try and take what you can." Sam explained to you. All you did was nod your head and start walking to the back of the house while they went to the front.
"Hello," Dean said with a smile," I'm reporter Jensen Ackles and my partner Jared Padalecki." All Sam did was smile. He wondered where he got those weird names. Like, who has the last name of "Padalecki"?
While they were rambling on about an incident that never happened, you snuck into the back window, hoping Stacy wouldn't hear you. You hopped into the kitchen window and hit the ground with a thud.
"What was that?" Stacy asked turning around. She had a clear shot of where you were at. Luckily, Sam had caught her shoulder and turned her around saying that it was only a bird that flew into the window. You headed straight for her room. You expected it to be normal; posters of hot celebs from magazines hanging on her walls, everything pink, sparkles. Basically the complete opposite of what your room looks like. Yours is wooden paneled with AC/DC and Kansas posters hanging up. With guns. Lots and lots of guns. But no, it's just what you wanted it to be. And it was exactly what Uncle Sam had listed off too. There was symbols and potion books everywhere. I guess you could say it was...notnatural.
And in the center of the room, was your picture with blood stains on it. You went to grab it. Once you got it, you went to walk out of the room before you got caught. But you could got any farther than 10 feet away from the door.
"What the hell?" You mumbled to yourself.
"Ah yes, the trap actually works, haven't got to test it yet though. Now I know," Stacy said twisting a knife in between her fingers.
"What kind of trap is this?" You asked looking up at her.
"It's called a crossroad trap. Made it up myself actually. You see," she said pulling the rug from underneath you. It showed a large symbol. You had never seen it though. "I called it the crossroad trap for a reason. You need almost all the things to get caught in it. A picture of yourself, some of your blood, and you need to have that pill I "lended" to you, in your system," she said smiling.
"Well congrats," you said rolling your eyes." But how did you get my blood?"
"Oh, simple actually. When you were drugged and killed that guy, you slit your arm," she said pointing to your right arm. There was a large cut there that had healed a little." And I just bottled up some of that and kept it."
Just then, Dean and Sam came in and knocked her out with a frying pan.
"Stop fooling around, let's go," Dean said walking out with Sam.
"Can you break this thing for me so I can leave?" You asked yelling because the walked out.
"What thing?" Sam asked. All you did was point at the trap and they busted the outer part of it with a hammer.
" (y/n), what are you?" Sam asked raising his knife.
"Wow, thanks Uncle Sam. I'm me. She made this trap and called it a crossroad trap. You need one of the things from a to make a deal to get caught inside this trap. It's your picture. But you do also need your blood and that pill she gave me inside your body."
"Oh. Sorry"
"How'd she even come up with this?" Dean asked as you all walked out.
"I don't know. Like I said, she's a crazy bitch." You said shuffling your shoulders. "Oh, I need to do one more thing."
You ran into the kitchen and got a knife.
"(y/n)? What are you doing?"
"What I should have done when I walked in here," you said walking back into her room. You took one swing and chopped her head right off her body. Blood splattered on your face and you walked out of the room, dropping the knife.
"Did you stab her?" Sam asked you wiping the blood off your face.
"No, I chopped her head off. I would have walked out with it in my hands but that would have been weird so yeah..." You said voice trailing off.
"What ever, let's just get home," Dean said as he kissed your forehead.
The End
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