The Winchester Sister

Chapter 40 - Saved or not?

*10 Months Later*

Stupid targets. I was waiting for "expert hackers" to track them down but they were all coming up cold. So, I went out into the field to track them down myself. I stopped in Fall Rivers, Massachusetts but they had gone by the time I got there. However, they left someone called Detective Madsen behind as they went to solve another case that I didn't know where. I tortured Madsen for information but he knew nothing, so, I slit his throat before leaving Fall Rivers. I next tracked them down to Menomonie, Wisconsin. Again, I was too late but they left a witness behind. A female called Reese. I tortured her for information but slitting her throat because she knew nothing. Annoying, they went off the grid for a couple of months but resurfaced in Grangeville, Idaho as the younger one was shot and had to check into a local hospital. They were nowhere to be found which made me more frustrated but there was a woman called Michelle Tilghman who was more than happy to tell me which direction they went before I shot her in the brain. From what I've gathered, they always seem to head back to Kansas. I originally thought they were going to Lawrence because they were born there and these people have sentimental problems but we were wrong. A call interrupts me from my thoughts. I press answer and put it to my ear. "We've found where they are. In a place called Lebanon, Kansas." Finally. I hang up and get on my bike and speed off. No witnesses. I get to just outside of Lebanon, Kansas on a long and dark road when I spot the car that I'd been looking for coming towards me. I swerve my bike to a stop in the middle of the road. Unfortunately, I didn't have the M4A1 on me as it wasn't particularly discreet. I get out the Skorpion and aim it at the front window of the car before firing. The car stops and two men bolt from either side, taking cover in the woods on either side of the road. I duck behind the motorbike as they begin to fire at me. I reload the Skorpion before taking fire at the guy on the left. I almost hit him but he used the tree as protection. Two minutes into the gunfight, I had run out of rounds for the Skorpion; the SIG; and the Glock 17. I throw my last grenade at the person on the right and I see him move away quickly, barely escaping the blast. I growl. I discard the Glock 17 to where my goggles had fallen off and cracked, so, I couldn't use them anymore. While the man to the right was distracted by the blast, I run towards the man on the right who I could now make out as Samuel Winchester. I disarm him and slam his head into a tree to knock him out. I move in for the kill when I hear the running of footsteps from behind me. I back off and dodge getting hit. We engage in combat, almost like it was a dance. I swiped, he dodged. He swiped, I dodged. I could hear the other Winchester stirring. I narrow my eyes. This isn't how it's supposed to go. He managed to punch me and slam his foot right into my torso. I roll away and my mask falls off in the process. I get up with my back towards him. What do I do? I must complete the mission. My identity must be kept a secret as well. No. The mission is the priority. Not me. I am not a person. I am Erebus. The perfect killer. I turn around with a glare and narrow eyes. The older Winchester's eyes widen to the point that his eyes were bulging from his sockets. 

"Ashlee?" He questions to me in disbelief and I frown. 

"No," I answer without meaning too. "Not me." I move forward for the kill and stop when the other Winchester gets up. These two just don't go down, do they? 

"Ashlee?" The younger Winchester asks as he looks at me in surprise. 

"I'm not Ashlee," I say with my voice dripping in annoyance before moving on forward for the kill. 

"Chuck!" The older one yells and I see my surroundings change which halts me in my walk. My new scenery is a room which extends into a library that has a massive table in the middle. There were also two other people in the room aside from the Winchesters. A small and bearded man and my other target, Castiel. Immediately, I throw my angel blade at Castiel which embeds into his shoulder before stalking forward towards the older Winchester because he was closest. Sam was yelling something at the bearded guy as I fought Dean. He blocked some of my blows but others hit. I flip my knife to get a better grip and kick him to the floor, rising my knife and plunging it down. The knife embeds into the floor as he disappears from underneath me. I growl again. This will definitely be harder than I originally thought. I get up and glare at the four across the room. "There must be something you can do!"