Beyond the Supernatural ( Winchesters' Fanfic!)

Chapter 15

Viper's pov:

"Where the hell is this bitch buried?" I said in a pissed off tone. "We've searched every damn corner of this graveyard and she's not here." I huffed.

"She's here somewhere." Dean assured me.

"I highly doubt that," I told him. "our luck Sam and Harley are fighting her off right now. Waiting for us to burn her body." I rolled my eyes, leaning down to inspect the same name for the third time.

"Wait," Dean called my attention. "Here."

I ran over to his side and he swept the dust and dirt off of the tombstone.

Jaclyn Weston.

"Alright let's smoke the bitch, extra crispy." I said, pulling the shovel up and stabbing it into the ground. Not a second later I was being tossed in the air. With a loud thud I hit a tree and then the ground. I groaned and grabbed my side, I looked down to see a small place on my stomach bleeding through my shirt.

"Viper!" Dean yelled.

"I'm good," I mumbled, getting up. "You dig I'll distract her!" I yelled. Dean knew we didn't have time to argue so he continued to dig. "Come get me now, bitch." I spat. I felt my body leave the ground again as I came back down and smacked a tombstone. I groaned and spit out the blood that filled my mouth. I stood up again, this time feeling the pain in my arm as well. "Come on, is that all you got?" I laughed through the pain. When she appeared in front of me I took out my shotgun and fired it. She disappeared instantly. "Not a fan of rock-salt I see." I smirked, feeling the blood drip from the corners of my mouth. As soon as I said that something grabbed my throat and threw my shotgun out of my hand. I was choking and gasping for air as I felt my feet leave the ground. I barely managed to yell Dean's name when the bitch let me go and I dropped to the ground. I stood up to see Dean standing in front of the grave-sight, now filled with flames. I groaned again which caught his attention.

"Viper! Are you alright?" He rushed to my side. I spit the blood out and smiled a little.

"Peachy kid," I smirked. I coughed and blood flew from my mouth. This was worse than I thought.

Harley's pov:

I woke up and looked around. Sammy was beside me and the room was dark. I was tied by my hands and feet. I looked in front of me to see the ugliest witch I'd ever seen.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes." I groaned.

"Oh goodie! You're awake!" She said in a cheerful tone, walking towards me. "Just in time for dinner!" She called out. I looked over at Sam as she picked his face up in her old hand and inspected it.

"Don't you touch him you old bitch!" I yelled.

"Him? Of course not!" She sneered, letting his head drop. "Her on the other hand," she smiled, looking over at the little girl I had tried to save.

"Let her go!" I spat at her.

"Oh, feisty! Or what?" She questioned, twirling the little girls hair in her bone fingers.

"Or I'll kill you myself." I said coldly.

"Oh is that so?" She questioned, walking back to me.

"Damn right." I stated lowly.

"Oh isn't that sweet." She stated, pulling up her hand. Her finger nails began to grow and sharpen on their own. "I don't like sweet." She stated loudly, swinging her hand and slapping me across the face. Her nails dug into my skin and left bleeding gashes along my right cheek.

"You bitch." I spat.

"Witch." She corrected with a sly grin.

"Burn in hell." I told her. That seemed to tick her off. She turned to me and held her hand up. I analyzed her movements and watched her. She started to turn her hand and I felt my heart begin to twist and churn. I gritted my teeth to keep from screaming. She tightened her hand and started twisting harder. I screamed aloud that time, not being able to hold it back.

"See, no good comes from back talking." She stated, dropping her hand. I breathed loudly as a sense of relieve washed over the once unbearable pain.

"Let them go." I breathed out. "Let them go and take me."

"Tsk tsk tsk," she tapped my cheek with her long nail. "You sure about that sweetie?" She questioned.

"Yes." I answered without question.

"As you wish." She smiled. She brought her hand up again and began twisting it. The prior pain returned and my heart felt as if it were going to explode. She started to chant a few words and I felt my body heat up. Soon it felt as if my body were on fire. Just when everything started to go back the pain seized. I heard no chanting, felt no burning or anything. I widen my eyes and noticed she was gone. I looked around a bit to make sure. I wanted to question what just happened but I was already low enough on energy so I just breathed and closed my eyes.

"Harley?" I heard Vi's voice from upstairs. It took all of my energy to call back.

"Down here!" I yelled weakly.

I saw four feet fill the doorway. Dean and Vi made their way down the steps. Viper looked awful. She was hanging on Dean for support. Dean sat her down and came to cut me, Sam, and the little girl from the posts we were tied to.

"You alright?" I asked Viper. She coughed and shook her head. I noticed the blood fly out of her mouth when she coughed.

"I'm alright." She replied.

"She's coughing up blood, we need to et her to a hospital." I told Dean in a worried voice.

"Screw the hospital." She groaned.

"Viper you don't have a choice."

"I said no, Harley."

"Well, you need to go somewhere." I stated.

"Take me to Bobby's." She replied. "He'll know what to do."

Dean helped Vi up the steps and Sammy helped me when he woke up from his mini-coma. Sam and I took Vipers Impala and Dean and Vi took his.

"Damn it." I stated, looking out the window. "It doesn't look good Sammy." I felt a hot tear run down my face.

"She'll be alright Harley," he said, putting his hand on mine. "I promise."