Ch. 10
The morning was still relatively young but old enough for them to feel assured things were nice and quiet as they approached the abandoned farm off the interstate in Fremont Nebraska. Dean shut off the engine and let the car coast to a stop still a good twenty yards from the barn where they were heading.
Both Winchesters walked out, machetes in hand as they crept closer to the building.
When they reached the door, they were not surprised to find it padlocked from the outside, an obvious safety precaution taken by the vampires to give them some notice on any unwanted visitors to their nest.
Dean silently picked the lock before carefully removing it from the chain around the door handle. After intricately removing the chain without a sound, Dean held his machete in his right hand before he gently pulled the door open with his left and peering into the darkness of the barn.
Things were pitch black inside the barn forcing Dean to slip inside further with Sam right on his heels.
Dean pointed his flashlight at the ground before clicking it on. He slowly raised it, careful to not wake up a sleeping vampire. To his confusion, the barn seemed completely empty. Empty hammocks and mattresses were littered all around but there wasn't a bloodsucker in sight.
Suddenly, the sound of clapping made Dean and Sam both straighten up as the barn doors slammed shut behind them. Chains could be heard wrapping around the handles and a lock being snapped on as they were locked inside.
A few dim lights went on as vampires began to walk out of the shadows. Once they were all out in the open, over twenty vampires surrounded the two Winchester brothers leaving little options for any type of an escape.
"Wow, you two were surprisingly easy to get here. Did you really think it would be that easy? That we don't post people all over town? Maggie, why don't you come say hello." A large black vampire said from ten yards directly in front of the two brothers.
An attractive looking girl walked out smiling as Dean started muttering curses under his breath. She was the bartender that sent them here after playing her part as the naïve mortal quite well.
"I should have known something was up when she was more interested in you than me." Dean muttered to Sam who looked slightly offended before shaking it off and focusing on how utterly screwed they were at the moment.
Dean looked around before he mentally said screw it and looked straight into the eyes of the lead vampire.
"So, what now? Here we are, probably the best looking food you've had in years. You want your dinner, come and get it." He yelled as he looked around for the first attackers.
The lead vampire smirked, "Kill you? Why would you do something that foolish? No, we were given a request from a mutual acquaintance of ours that you are not to be killed. You Dean, you're going to become one of us. Sam on the other hand, he is going to be traded for some protection in the coming apocalypse. So really, you two showing up here, best thing that could have happened to us."
Dean looked confused. He glanced at Sam but saw his younger brother looking just as confused as him.
"You must have us mistaken with those other Winchester brothers. If you think you're getting anywhere near close enough to us to turn me or capture Sammy, you've been drinking the funky blood lately you filthy overgrown leach." Dean spat.
Before he could react, both Dean and Sam were sent flying into the door of the barn, their machetes clattering to the ground in the process.
Two black eyed demons stepped out of the shadows while the lead vampire laughed at their looks of shock.
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