The Winchester Three (S1): The Beginning

Ch 9 Section 4

In the kitchen...

Pa now had Angel, who was unconscious, tied to a long bloody table in his kitchen. Her hands were tied above her head to one side and once again her legs were spread apart and secured so she couldn't kick out. A dirty rag was tied tightly around her mouth and between her teeth so she couldn't talk. Her face and head were bloody and her neck was red and bruised as his hand print was starting to come into focus.

As she woke up she painfully opened her eyes and tried to clear the blood that blurred her vision. When she tried to move she realized she was still bound but not how she last remembered. Her eyes widened and her breathing sped up as she saw Pa moving to her side with a knife.

Downstairs, Dean entered the house from the dark basement. He turned on his flashlight and started to look around. The room was filled with shelves of jars and bottles, which contained various body parts. Dean looked at a container filled with something he couldn't even recognize and grimaced.

"Yikes." He kept searching the room, "Angie? Can you hear me?"

He stopped when he came across a wall full of Polaroid pictures. Each photo showed Jared and Lee standing next to a dead body. His eyes zeroed in on them holding Jenkins' corpse. He carefully scanned the rest of them looking for his sister's face. When he didn't find it he took a step back in relief.

"I'll say it again- demons I get. People are crazy."

A strangled scream coming from upstairs instantly had Deans attention. He moved upstairs quietly but as quickly as he could, following the sounds until it led him into the living room. A record played in the background, a dark contrast to the pained screams emanating from the kitchen. As Dean neared the opening of the kitchen he bumped into a windchime made of human bones and grimaced at the sight.

Angel screamed through her gag again as Pa raked a jagged knife over her bloodied torso. Pa laughed as he leaned over her, enjoying every minute of her agony.

Angel grunted from the pain as she glared up at the man, "Screw. You."

Pa laughed at her muffled insult before starting in on her again. Anger struck Dean at the sight. Turning he saw a wooden pole with a giant nail sticking out of it leaning against the wall of the other room. Swiftly he crossed the room and grabbed it, taking note that the keys he needed were sitting in a tray on a table next to a jar full of teeth. As he was about to turn back to the kitchen, he heard the floor creak behind him. Turning quickly, he got ready to strike but stopped when he saw Missy standing there with her hands up at his attack.

"Shh." Dean lowered his weapon and shuffled closer to her, "It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you."

Missy held up a small knife, "I know." She threw the knife at him and pinned his jacket against the wall, "Daddy!"

Dean struggled to get the knife out of the wall, a little in shock, "Jeez!"

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Just as he removed it, Lee came running from downstairs. Jared, coming from the other side of the house, grabbed Dean under his arms as Lee walked towards them but Dean jumped up and kicked him several feet back. Jared threw Dean into the wall, effectively separating him from the knife. Lee ran towards him but Dean grabbed him first and pushed him to the ground. He then punched Jared, but got thrown into the wall again by Lee.

As all three of them stood, Dean pointed to Jared, "I'm gonna kick your ass first." Then to Lee, "Then yours."

Pa quietly came up behind Dean and hit him over the head with a frying pan. Dean fell to the floor, unconscious.