Supernatural: Something Wicked This Way Returns

Something Wicked This Way Returns, Part 4

Evan was laying strapped to a table, with the Horseman Pestilence about to perform surgery on him. The Horseman known as Pestilence scraped two sharp knives together as he gave a devilish smirk to the young man on the table.

"Oh, the horrors you are about to endure, all in the name of disease," Pestilence said. "From now until you die, every second will be unending torment as you help me come up with such horrible plagues and sickness. Prepare for the trip of a lifetime, Evan."

"Sorry, have to cancel that field trip," Christian Campbell said as he stood at the doorway and aimed his gun at the Horseman. Pestilence just smirked as he turned his ring. Almost immediately the Hunter started coughing up blood as he fell to his knees.

"You're now just one level of stomach cancer away from throwing up some very vital organs," Pestilence said as he stood over Christian. "Two more turns of my ring, however, will do far worse to you. Oh, I'm just itching to see what three turns will do."

"NO!" Michael shouted as he stabbed a knife through the Horseman's hand, pinning it to a table. He pulled the ring off as Pestilence struggled, holding it in his hand.

"You little worm, give that back!" Pestilence said as Christian started recovering. Michael looked over at the door where his brother Asher was sitting in a wheelchair. He was slowly starting to move his head as Michael started to smile a little.

"It's the ring," Michael said. "If you don't have the ring, you can't make people sick."

"You little bastard!" Pestilence shouted as he pulled the knife out of his hand. Michael looked around tossed the ring down a sink, washing it down the drain with the water faucet.

"Go fetch, asshole!" Michael said as Pestilence grabbed him around the neck, lifting the young man off the ground.

"I don't need a ring to kill you!" the Horseman shouted as he started choking Michael.

"No, but I'm willing to wager it's the only thing keeping me from blowing your head off," Christian said as he cocked his gun. "Put the boy down!"

Pestilence tossed Michael at Christian, knocking them both to the ground before jumping out the window, escaping into the night. Christian helped the boy up as they went to untie Evan.

"Where the hell did you go?" Christian asked.

"To get Asher, I'm not leaving this place without him," Michael said. "He's all I have left now, and we're taking him with us."

Evan sat up, looking at the man. "How do you know he's not possessed?"

"Because he unloaded a bunch of rock salt into Meg just as she was about to kill me," Michael told him. "We can trust him."

"Over half the town must be possessed by now," Christian told them. "When I got the call, I just expected a few demons, not anything on this level."

"How did you even know?" Evan asked.

"My group of Hunters got word of demonic activity in this town, I was sent to check it out and report back," Christian said. "I saw you two running from that horde of possessed people and followed you here. I'm sorry about your mom, kid, I wish I'd have gotten here sooner. But this town's too far gone, I have to get the three of you out of here, then my group can figure out what to do about this town."

"No! My mom's still alive, I have to help her!" Evan shouted. "We can't leave without her!"

"Kid, there are at least a hundred possessed people out there, maybe more how the hell do you expect to beat them all?" Christian asked as Evan reached into his pocket, pulling out the exorcism print-out.