Monday, September 20, 2010
Supernatural Death Note Chapter 20
Authors: Lady Laran and Tisha Wyman Warnings: Bad language, violence, and some sex. Spoilers: My favorite show is Supernatural. Anyone who knows me will say I am almost obsessed, unless they happen to be Laran, who knows I am. Laran loves Death Note. We both love to write. Never in our wildest dreams did we ever think we'd be writing an alternate universe/crossover between the two. What started as a several chapter story has turned into a novel The story had a life of its own. This saga begins towards the end of season 4 and before L truly got involved with the Death Note. This is a story of healing, family,friendship, humor, and horror. We do not own either show or its characters, but I'd take Dean in a heartbeat. We make no money from them. Thank you for reading. Comments are highly appreciated.
A soft sound came from Mello. "There's your friend."
Dean watched Bobby sneak into the camp, like it wasn't planned that he was going to be seen. Dean was tense, waiting. Someone yelled, and Bobby ran for all he was worth. Most of the demons in the camp ran after him. Ruby started screaming at the stragglers to remain behind. Dean did a fast count, not knowing if others were beyond the large rock Ruby had come from behind. His count showed 15 besides Sam's demon.
He slid on is belly, pulling the duffel with him. He got to the end of the boulder they were on, and picking up the duffel, he skid down feet first on his backside. He hit the ground with a roll and moved out of the way and waited for Mello.
Mello was right at his side, moving without a sound. His eyes were constantly moving, tracking the enemies.
Mello noticed a wicked looking knife in Dean's hand. He crouched low to the ground carrying the duffel and the knife. A demon was heard at the back of the rock. Dean dropped the duffel, and pulled Mello beside him, backs to the rock. Dean held his breath, listening. A male demon walked past the rock and the two of them, Dean leaped, an arm went around the throat, cutting off air and sound, and the knife came around and went into the chest.. The demon never made a sound as it died. The hunter pulled the body back into the brush further down from the two of them. He looked at the blood on the knife, mesmerized for a mere second, wiped it off on the demon's clothes and was back beside Mello.
The blond sighed. He'd have been better off with a supersoaker full of holy water for all that he was packing right now. He tapped Dean's arm, pointing out where the bitch was talking to a couple of other demons.
Dean looked at Mello and the gun he carried. Dean's objective was to remove as many quietly as he could. He hoped to get the boys out without Ruby knowing. He opened the duffel, gave Mello a large bag of syringes and a dart gun. He showed the boy how to load it and fire. “It's holy water. Might not kill them, but it will bring them down bad enough where you can kill them. The pain will be so bad they won't be able to scream. Aim for the mid to lower back. It's like knifing them in the kidney. “
He efficiently locked and loaded, tying the bag of spare syringes at his belt.
Dean watched the handling of the dart gun, nodded gently to himself. The boy would do. He left the duffel in the shrubbery and inched around seeing an opening in the rock. He slowly moved, watching everywhere for any sign of life. Ruby and the others had disappeared. He got to the opening and heard nothing. He went inside and stood still against a wall until his eyes adjusted. He took out a flashlight and looked around. It was a large chamber, He saw a large mound by some stone benches on the opposite wall. He knew Mello was still at the corner with the duffel, keeping watch. He quickly went across the chamber and moved one bundle, and untied it. Matt, unconscious He removed the cloth bundle and stretched the teen out. He hurried to the other one, and pulled it off Near. He held the unconscious youth to his chest and sobbed lightly. He stretched him out also, than flashed the light over them. They didn't look injured.
Dean did not realize he had company until the light from the small entrance was blocked. He looked up and saw the someone in the entrance. This was sudden which meant Mello either didn't have time to warn him, or they had the boy.
Mello was actually fighting, driving his elbow into the midsection of the one who had tried to sneak up on him. He could feel something break when the second strike he gave hit the ribcage. Spinning, he fell into a fighting stance and snarled, eyes blazing.
“Hello, Dean. Do you ever get the feeling of deja vu?”
The hunter stood up and moved away from the teens. Ruby watched his every step. “Are you trying to protect them by moving away and taking my mind off them? You had quite a reaction to the white one, didn't you? I never picked you for that type, but everything is possible, I guess. How badly do you want him to live, Dean?”
The blond downed several, using syringes as knives. He was slowly working his way to Dean.
“What do you want from me, Ruby? I'm not Sam. I'm not giving you Sam. He's my brother, but I won't let you have the boys either. So what do you hope to gain from this?”
You said boys, but it's the white one that brought emotion out of you. I was watching. He means something to you, Dean. How badly, Dean?”
Dean closed his eyes, lowered his head. He relaxed and looked at the demoness, a sad smile on his face.
“Sam is not mine to give, Ruby. Near is not mine to give either. I only have me.”
Ruby's eyes glowed in the dark chamber. “Are you offering yourself to me, Dean Winchester? To be my toy, my pet...whatever I want from you with no drugs?”
Dean looked back at Near. “Yes.”
"Absolutely not," came a strong voice. L had helped to disarm and knock out the other demons and both detective and heir stood side by side.
Ruby turned and saw the other two at the entrance. She turned to Dean, “You trapped me?”
“Actually, Ruby, you had me trapped, but I didn't come alone.”
The demoness drew a gun and aimed at Near. Dean stiffened, “Leave him out of this, Ruby. He's just a kid. The demoness laughed and pulled the trigger as L grabbed for her. Dean threw himself on top of Near and felt the bullet enter his shoulder, breaking the shoulder blade and collarbone. The bullet ricocheted and left his body, entering Near's shoulder going through the bone, breaking two ribs, and ricocheting out his side. Dean struggled to get up and the pain in his right shoulder, chest, and arm making it difficult to use them. He saw the two bullet holes in Near and screamed in agony at the top of his lungs, “No! Near!” He leaned over the boy continuing to cover him with his body, hearing Ruby's laughter in the background.
There was a roar from Mello and less than a second later, working in perfect tandem, L and the blond had the demon on the ground. Her mouth was tied shut so she couldn't vacate the body.
Dean knew the bullet was gone, but he had no idea how badly the boy was injured. He carefully lifted Near into his arms, struggling to use the damaged one, and took him outside of the chamber to a spot in the trees, where he could check him, no longer noticing the blood pouring from the two holes he had in his shoulder. He took off his jacket and used it for a pillow for Near. He removed his t-shirt, and ripped it with the knife and bound the shoulder and side, applying pressure till he got the bleeding to stop. He tied the pieces of shirt and made bandages for the boy. He felt dizzy and laid down beside him and held him, tears falling, and sobs wrenching him.
L let Mello drag Ruby out while he went to check on Matt, carrying the unconscious youth out to where Dean was. Bobby should be here. Reacting as best as he could, L started first aid on Dean.
Dean fought him. “No! Take care of Near. I don't know if I did a good enough job. Take care of him, L. He's first, damn it. It's Near, okay.?”
L felt a pair of hands come in beside his. A gruff voice said, “I've got him.” and Bobby took Dean in hand. He'd found Dean's duffel and dragged it to the trees, opened it, and got the first aid kit.
The detective began working on Near. He spotted the entry and exit wound and swore under his breath. Possible internal damage, which meant they needed to get both to a doctor as soon as possible. Who knew what had been torn in there. There was no way to get both of them down the trail to the vehicles. With bloody hands, he pulled his phone out and placed a call.
Bobby came up to L and waited til he was off the cell. “That was a big entry hole, L. How big a gun did she have? I think it's shattered most of his shoulder and clavicle. It moved around. I thought those kind of bullets were outlawed and couldn't be bought. His arm is going to be out of commission for a long time. He lost a lot of blood. He won't calm down. How is the boy.? He's worried sick about him.”
"Near's losing blood despite the tourniquet. Weapon was discharged at near point blank range. I have a helicopter inbound; ETA is in five minutes. Follow my lead on this." Watari was already on the move. "Do whatever you have to do to the demon to make sure she's unable to switch bodies."
“I will follow your lead. You seem to know how handle this. If you will leave Mello with me, We will handle Ruby and Matt. I think they used ether. Smells like it.”
Bobby went back to let Dean know that a chopper was on the way. Bobby was honest about the bullet, the weapon, and Near. Dean huddled into a ball, shaking his head.
“I caused his getting hurt, Bobby. Lisa was right. I can't have any kind of a relationship. Cassie said she didn't want to die. If Near dies, it's because Ruby wanted to hurt me, and used him. L will hate my guts over this. I don't even want to look in Watari's face. I hurt him, Bobby.”
“Dean, if you had not taken the brunt of the spinning bullet and let it chew up your shoulder, he'd be dead.”
Mello heard him and did what was natural to Mello. He smacked the other across the back of his head. "He isn't going to die, idiot. You saved him. Now stop with the fucking pity party and give me the info I need to make sure she won't go anywhere. I have a feeling L is gonna want to play with her."
Dean looked at Mello. “There's a large brown bottle in the med kit. Take a syringe, and give her one mm of it every 8 hours. She can't leave the body, or do anything. There are cuffs in the trunk of the Impala. Cuff her to something. Ask Bobby about a safe room for her.”
Dean tried to stand up and walk over and check on Near. Bobby was talking to Mello, when Dean tried to take off across the little clearing under the trees. He got about three feet and the world started spinning. Bobby looked up.
“Shit!” He started running, with Mello right behind him.
They caught him before he fell, laying him down."Damn, you are an idiot, aren't you?" It was spoken teasingly by the blond, who disappeared to get the bottle that Dean had spoken of.
Bobby leaned over the younger hunter. “He's right, idjit. That was a damn stupid thing to do, boy.”
“I don't know which one of you I should be talking to, Bobby. The world needs to slow down and let me get off, cause I'm getting dizzy.”
Two helicopters arrived at the same time. A man from each approached, taking keys and telling the owners the vehicles would be at the newest base in pristine condition. The wounded were placed in one while the others were hurried into the other.
Dean heard the men mention a base. Government choppers? Where was he being taken? He thought of the long record in the zip file, and the possibility of murder charges, and so many other things. He blacked out on those thoughts.
L had them taken to a private building he owned in the U.S. and had put his heir and Dean into a very private hospital under assumed names. Bobby was allowed to remain as he was watching over his son or so the staff had been told. The detective had moved quickly and with great care to ensure no one had any idea who the group was.