Supernatural Series Rewrite- Season 1

Shadow- Part 4

You arrived at the warehouse Sam was talking about and quickly but quietly made your way into the building. You had to heave yourselves up the elevator shaft that took a lot of upper body muscle. You peeked your head in and Saw Meg standing at an altar, speaking in another language.

Sam went first, lifting himself up to the room and reached down to help you up. Once Dean was up, you three made your way to the back of the room, hiding behind anything you could. You held up your shotgun and pointed it at Meg but didn't shoot. The brothers had their guns but you were being cautious.

"Guys," Meg said without turning around. You looked at Dean who looked shocked. "Hiding's a little bit childish, don't you think?"

"Well, that didn't work out like I planned," Dean said to you and Sam. Meg turned around and smirked. You knew she was bad.

"Why don't you come out?" You and the boys slowly came into view. There was no use hiding anymore. "Sam, I have to say, this puts a real crimp in our relationship."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Sam said.

"So, where's your little Daeva friend?" Dean said, getting to the point.

"Around. You know, that shotgun's not gonna do much good," She grinned. "Y/N, darling, it's good to see you again."

"What the hell are you talking about?" You glared at her.

"Well, let's see, the last time we saw each other, I was pushing your mother down the stairs." She smirked. You froze, realizing you were face to face with the demon that killed your mom.

"You bitch." You growled out and ran to her, going to attack her. You didn't care what would happen. You saw red and not even Dean could calm you down. Before you could hit her, you heard another voice growl and a hand wrap around your throat, squeezing hard.

You gasped and clawed at nothing. To the eye, there was nothing holding you but you saw the shadow on the wall.

"Dean! Sam!" You tried to get them out of the place. You were going to kill the bitch. You heard crashing but couldn't see anything. You were gasping for breath but barely to nothing was coming in. You heard Sam and Dean cry out in pain but you passed out, slumping out of the Daeva's grasp.

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When you came to, you were tied to a post. You gasped and looked around to see if you could find Dean or Sam and they were in front of you, tied to different posts. Meg was sitting next to Sam and was smirking at you.

"What, did you kill my dad too?" Anger was radiating off you.

"Sorry sweetheart, I was on mommy duty." You got tears and looked away from her.

"This whole thing was a trap. Running into you at the bar, following you here, and hearing what you had to say. It was all a set-up, wasn't it?" Sam tried to get Meg off your case and focus on him. "And that the victims were from Lawrence?"

"It doesn't mean anything. It was just to draw you in, that's all." Meg smirked.

"You killed those two people for nothing."

"Baby, I've killed a lot more for a lot less." She smirked, getting close to his face.

"You trapped us. Good for you. It's Miller time. But why don't you kill us already?" Dean said. You looked at the altar and the sounds of Meg and the boys were drowned out as you focused on your thoughts.

"Y/N! Get out of here! Go find John Winchester!"

Your mom's words echoed in your head and you closed your eyes tightly, trying to drown them out.