No Longer Will Darkness Prevail

"Time To Go"

Deans and I whipped around.
Looking mean and pissed off was one of the buff door guards.
Dean slightly smirked at me.
"Time to go," He said with amusement.
We took off towards the library.
Sam was standing by the library doors, waiting for us.
He looked confused as Dean and I sprinted towards him.
I grabbed his arm as we flew past.
He didn't need to ask why we were running because a second later the thundering steps of the guard grew louder.
"Stop!" He yelled.
I picked up my tulle skirt and ran faster.
I don't know how I ran so fast with my big ball gown of a dress but I did, and I was glad as hell I didn't wear heels.
We ran down the stairs and out the front.
The other guard had disappeared, which was good for us.
As we ran through the courtyard to the front gate, a sudden pain shot through my head as someone grabbed my hair and yanked, hard.
I fell to the ground painfully.
The buff man kicked at my stomach, but I grabbed his foot and pulled.
He yelled in surprise and fell to the ground.
He recovered quickly and stop to his feet.
I saw something shimmer in his hand when the light hit it.
A knife.
The knife came towards my head quickly, but I blocked it.
He grabbed my arm with his hand painfully, and twisted me away from him.
He pulled me against his body, and held me tightly.
The cold blade of the knife pressed against my neck.
"Stop!" I heard Dean yell.
I look up to see him with a gun raised.
The guards body shook with laughter.
"What are you going to do, shoot me?" He dared with a smirk.
Dean shrugged slightly.
"It was a thought," He said.
"Her head will be cut from her body before you even pull the trigger," The guard warned.
I couldn't see his face, but his voice told me what I needed to know.
He was glaring at Dean, dating him to make his move.
"I doubt that," Dean said.
His face was stone hard, his expressions full of hatred and worry.
"Want to test that theory?" Guard asked pressing the blade deeper into my neck.
I whimpered in pain as I felt a bead of blood run down my neck and into my dress.
Deans hands quickly went up in surrender.
The knife pulled back slightly.
Dean slowly crouched down and dropped his gun to the ground.
As soon as it hit the ground the guard loosened up a bit.
I took that moment to throw my head back, nailing him right in the mouth.
More pain exploded in my head, but his grip loosened on me.
I elbowed him in the gut and turned around in his loose grip.
I kneed him in the crotch and he double over in pain.
I pushed down on the back of his head while I brought my knee up and it smashed into his face.
I heard a slight crunch and figured I broke his nose.
He fell to the ground.
His knife lay inches away from his fingers and I saw him reach for it slowly.
I stepped on his wrist.
He growled in pain.
"You don't want me as an enemy," He spat.
I shook my head.
"No," I growled. "You don't want ME as an enemy."
I kicked him hard in the stomach and limped over to Dean who had been watching with an amused grin.
"I always knew you could take care of yourself," Dean said still grinning.
I would have made some sarcastic remark, but I started seeing spots and my vision blurred.
I stumbled and Dean caught me.
"You ok?" He asked concerned.
I pressed a hand to my head and nodded slowly.
"Just the rush of the adrenaline," I murmured.
He helped me walk slightly I, but I stumbled again.
The edges of my vision darkened and the spots grew bigger.
"Are you sure?" I remembered hearing Deans voice.
I went to nod again, but I shook my head and blacked out.