Huntress

Part 2: Family Reunion

Wincing, you turned your head in attempt to look away from the sight but your eyes wouldn't leave his mangled body. Sam Winchester, your Dad was screaming in pain.
You'd only just met him, but in this situation that didn't matter. It could of been a complete stranger sat in that chair, in some ways it was, but you still wanted them to be okay. You didn't want to see anyone else get hurt.

They dragged a blade down his chest, tracing the rips on his shirt. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, throwing his head back and breathing heavily.
Crimson trickled down him from all the wounds they'd abused onto his body.

'Control the pain' Your Mum's words ran through your brain as you continued to stare in disgust. You willed him on silently, wanting him to stay as strong as he had so far. What was it Ms Watt had said? "No one can withstand that much pain and not break.".

You swallowed nervously when Toni paused. It was always more worrying when they'd stopped. The Men Of Letters were unpredictable, if nothing else. She smirked and looked between the pair of you. "Let's see how much family means to you, shall we?" She declared softly, lifting your Dad's chin with the tip of the blade before wiping it's bloody sides on his ripped shirt dyed with blood.

She strode over to you as confident as ever. Your wide eyes watch her.
Her hand hit your face. Just once. One clean hit.
"That's for getting me into this mess" She hissed as though she wasn't sure whether she should have sad it. "I don't like getting my hands dirty."

You smile politely "And yet here you are."

"You'd be dead if it weren't for my orders."

"Since when do you follow your orders?!" You argue. It came out more loudly and angrily than you'd expected it to.

She smiled coldly before grabbing your forearm, clearly you'd hit a mark. You grunt in pain as her thumb slowly sank into the stitches she'd given you last week from the bullet wound. Her finger nail dug through the wound as remnants of blood trickled down your arm. Painfully slow, she continued until she reached the bone. You screamed in pain and shut your eyes.

Control-

"How about now, Sam?" She called over your gasps, tilting her head in his direction but her eyes never left where she applied the agonising pressure.

Control the pain.

You weren't looking at him but you knew he still wouldn't say..and rightfully so. You shook your head just to make sure, to reassure him you were on board with it.

"I wonder how far we can go. Tell me, would you let her die?"

"Leave her alone." He growled.

Blood and puss spilled out and along your arm. Toni wiped her hand on a flannel by the sink in the room. "I suggest you prepare yourself. What was it your Mother always said? Control the pain." She grinned, as if amused by your Mum's words. As if she knew just how much you wouldn't be able to

"Believe me I'm trying." You mumble, catching your breath back and staring down at the broken threads.

"Hey, are you okay?" You Dad asked form the chair he'd been re-tied to. He'd definitely taken the worst of it today. He had done since he'd arrived. And still he wanted to know if you were okay? Of course you were, anyone would be compared to what pain they were putting himthrough!

You nodded weakly, staring bleakly at the wound she'd opened up again. Returning his concern, you managed a "You?"

You didn't see him smile lightly at this. "Yeah."

"I'm sorry." You sigh, leaning against the harsh uneven stones behind you.
"It's not your fault." He sounded almost amused by the idea. What could a kid have done to make all this happen?
If only he knew.
"It kind of is...the only reason they're interested in you is because of me..." You paused, racking your brain before adding "well, and the whole apocalypse thing."
He chuckled. Despite everything- he chuckled.
"Not that you're the only one's to save the world." You note.
"Seriously?" He sounded curious. Interested in what you had to say- a first for you. It was strange, to be having something close to a conversation in such a position. Tied up. Chained down. And yet talking.
"Seriously, America isn't the only place in the world you know. Last known apocalypse threat was in Norway."
"Right, of course." He nodded, going along with it.