Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ The way you Ketch me ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

I sat on the floor of my hotel room, praying. But I wasn’t praying to the god of this world. I was praying to one of another, and really he wasn’t even a god, more like an angel. Regardless, I prayed to him again for the fourth time this week. I needed to go there again, to see home again. The home where magic and monsters exist. The one where I’m a badass and not afraid of anything or anyone. I needed to go there again.

I whispered the name one more time, ‘Winchester’, before crawling up in to my bed and closing my eyes, just like I had the every time before.

I needed it to work again.

*The next morning*

When I began to wake up again, I immediately felt a difference in my surroundings. As far as I could tell I was sitting in a chair, my hands tied at the wrists and behind my back, and my ankles tied to the chairs legs. I didn’t even bother opening my eyes yet because the pressure of a blindfold against my nose told me I wouldn’t be able to see anyway.

As my other senses woke up with the rest of me I could hear voices in a nearby room, but I couldn’t quite make out what they were saying….

*Something like a movie reel stopping is heard. Everything seems to freeze in place.*

So I should probably clear up something before this goes any further.

My name is Alexandria Winchester. I’m about 5’6, I have short auburn hair, deep brown eyes, and I’m 36 years old. But I’m also Elizabeth Castle, who is 5’4, blonde, green-eyed, and in her twenties.

Let me explain further. I’m a dreamwalker of sorts. I say of sorts because I can only dream walk between two different bodies and one has their own life when I’m not dreamwalking in them so It’s kinda difficult to understand what’s going on when I come back. Originally I was born as Alex but I get stuck as Elly sometimes because she lives in a world without magic so it gets hard to get back to me unless I have someone pull me back, that generally being one of my half brothers.

And if you haven’t put it together yet, ya, my half brothers are Sam and Dean. Ya ya, I know. ‘But they don’t have a half sister!’ Let’s just say that one night Mary got a little too busy on a hunt she hadn’t told John about and boom, little old me happened. But that’s not the important thing, the important thing is I live two separate lives and occasionally get stuck in the one with no magic and monsters so it’s horribly hard to get back. That being the case that happened this time I have no idea where I am and I hardly remember what happened because the last two weeks I’ve been Elly.

But anyway. On with the show!

*Everything begins to move again as if someone hit play*

Straing as hard as I could to hear I made out two voices.

“We don’t even know the drug works on her.” the first said.

“No but it’s worth a shot, It’ll wake her up at least.” This one was heavily British, I only had to guess once on who it was.

“Fine, but don’t kill her and only use it to get the answers we need. Nothing else.” The first voice said again, I was still hung up on who it was, it wasn’t familiar to me at all.

“It lasts an hour. There’s very little I could have fun with in that time period other than getting answers.” Ketch said.

I straightened up again as a door behind me slid open. Hearing footsteps coming closer to me made me tense, If there was one thing the ex-men of letters loved to do, it was torture people by making them wait.

“You’ve been out for quite some time love, care for something to eat?” he asked, the charm in his voice seemed to be at the max.

“You’re not going to woo your way into answers Ketch.” I mumbled.

“So you still won’t call me Arthur? Not even after our little night together?” This time his voice was teasing, trying to be friendly or manipulative, it was hard to tell anymore.

“No. You’re just a british bad boy who failed his way into his job, why should I care about first names anyway?” I said, trying to throw in a few low blows.

“Well, you’ll need to say it correctly in order for this to all be over.” Ketch said, moving closer to me.

I was going to ask what he meant, until a small pinch on my arm told me I’d been pricked by a needle. Within seconds my body felt like it was burning, not enough to make me talk but enough that it was uncomfortable.

“Do you feel that?” He asked, “That’s the effects of a new drug we’re working on. It may not feel like much now but soon enough you’ll feel like dying rather than feeling the pain.”

I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to let him know how much it already burned. I heard a chait move across the floor, stopping in front of me. My blindfold was removed and I was staring into silver eyes. He blinked and moved away from me to the chair he had moved, smirking.

“I love seeing the determination in your eyes, love.”

“Stop calling me that. You know my name.” I said, trying to clench my teeth to keep the pain from becoming evident in my words.

“Yes. And you know mine.” Ketch said, crossing his arms over his chest. “Now. Shall we start the questions?”

I just stared into his silver eyes, not giving an answer. I winced as a wave of pain came across me, closing my eyes and tucking my head in an effort to curl away from it. Cool fingers touched my neck, causing the pain to subside in that area.

“Do you see how this works yet, love?” He asked, his fingers leaving a cold trail as they traced down my neck and over my shoulder, “I have the power to relieve the pain of the drug. You have the power to answer some questions I have about your siblings.”

“What questions?” I asked, keeping my head down to avoid his mercury stare.

“Where have they been?” first question.

“I don’t know, I’ve been gone for a few weeks. Thought you Brits kept pretty good tabs on us anyway, just hack the system.” That was apparently the wrong answer. His hand left my shoulder and the pain returned, worse this time. I winced again, unable to breathe.

“I would if I knew they didn’t have any earwigs in the area. Now. Where are your brothers.” This time he more demanded the answer, once again placing his hand on my shoulder and calming the pain.

“They went home.”

“Home?” Ketch asked, moving so that only his fingers danced on my skin, letting the pain come back ever so slightly.

“Kansas. They went for part of some spell.”

“What kind of spell?” He removed his hand again, replacing the cooling sensation with the searing pain again.

“I don’t know.” I said through clenched teeth, “They never told me specifically what they were looking for.”

I wanted to scream as stronger wave of searing pain crashed over me. I closed my eyes as hard as I could, digging my teeth into my bottom lip to keep myself from yelling out. I wasn’t about to prove just how bad the pain had already gotten in the ten minutes we’d been sitting here.

I opened my eyes again when cool lips kissed my neck, once again causing the pain to cease. I froze in place as much as I was able to even though I was restrained anyway. The only sound was my breath as his lips continued down my skin.

“When did you move?” I said, glancing up to an empty chair.

“When you winced the second time.” he whispered, his breath cool on my ear, “Onto the next questions.”

“You have more?” I asked, straightening as his hands trailed down my arms.

“Of course love. Now listen carefully.” Ketch placed another kiss on my neck, “What do they think of me?”

“Who?” I asked.

“Your brothers. I know they’re not fond of me but what do they really think.”

“They think you’re a psychopath. As do I.”

“That’s not what you said the last time…” he trailed soft butterfly kisses across my shoulder, moving the collar of my shirt for better access.

“I told you Ketch, I was only there to get information. That’s why I left in the middle of the night.”

“What about the time before that?”

“That was before I knew who you were.”

“And before that?”

“Ketch…”

I heard him stand and move away from me, a wave of pain taking his place. I curled up again, as much as I was allowed to, and bit my lip to keep the scream inside. I felt blood trickle down my chin this time.

“Call me Arthur. Please darling.” he was in front of me again, back to the chair.

I winced as yet another wave crashed over me. A hand came to my chin, lifting my face up into his mercury gaze and stopping the pain again. I gazed into the beautiful silver pools as my breathing calmed. That’s what I’d fallen for. This hypnotizing gaze.

“Arthur…” I said, still trying to get my breathing under control, “Why am I here.”

“I’m supposed to be asking the questions.” He said, a smile crossing his lips.

“Answer one for me. Just one.” I said.

He was quiet for a second, the smile disappearing. “Asmodeus thinks you can be of help in our current mission.”

“What kind of mission?” That was a new name, must’ve been the other voice earlier.

“You said one question darling.” The smile returned, “Asking more will cost you.”

“Name your price.”

His hand caressed my cheek, taking some of the blood that had dripped from my lip with it. I watched as his eyes traced over my face, the smile increasing.

“Let me fix you up.” Ketch said, moving closer to me.

“How do you plan on doing that.” I said, letting myself lean closer into his gaze.

“Find out, won’t you?”

I leaned forward just enough to kiss him softly, giving him just a taste of something. “Answer my question.”

“I don’t know the answer, love.” He said, smirking.

“I’d like a refund then.”

A smile crossed his face briefly before we were locked at the lips again, this time going deeper and sweeter. I smiled as we pulled apart once more.

“You said this was a new drug right?” I asked.

“Yes, This is actually the first time testing it.” He said, getting up to move somewhere else in the room.

“Well. How does it feel?”

“What…” the question was cut short by a grunt of pain.

“You see, it’s in my bloodstream so the cut on my lip seemed to be just enough to give you some of the drug. And…” I said, my hand slipping out of the cuffs fairly easily after I had worked it loose, “It seems to be wearing off a little sooner than you thought.” I dug the small knife out of my pocket and started to work on the ropes around my ankles.

Standing I looked around and saw where Ketch and fallen to his knees by a table of other tools, his eyes molten with anger. I smiled and walked over to him, brushing a hand across his face before making my way to the door and pulling my phone out. As I dialed a number I found my way out of the building surprisingly easily and managed to begin hot wiring a car as it rang.

“Alex?” Dean answered.

“Ya. You’ve got a Prince of hell on your ass.” I said, the name from earlier making sense now.

“We’ve met. Thanks for the heads up but we’re kinda just glad you’re alive.” he said.

“I told you she’d be fine!” Sam said in the background, making Dean and myself laugh.

“Ya, ya. I’m hot wiring a car. Where are you guys?”

“Uhh...hang on. Sammy where are we?” Dean said.

“Uhhhhh….give me the phone.” There was some shifting and inaudible chatter as the phone was passed from one brother to another. I had managed to get the car started and moving before there was a voice again. “Still here?”

“Ya Sam. I’m still here.” I chuckled, leaving the phone between my ear and shoulder as I drove on a dirt road, hoping it lead to a main road.

“We’re just outside home so I’ll send you the address and you can meet us there ok?” Sam said.

“Gotcha. I’ll see you boys soon then, try not to kill anything too awesome before I get there.”

“No promises sis!” he said before hanging up.

 

I laughed again as I finally found a main road, my phone letting me know that Sam had sent me the address. I linked it up to a map app and started on my way.