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Chapter Four: First Hunt

Sister Elena woke just in time to see Father Dean being thrown across the room. Through the ringing in her ears, Sister Elena heard Father Sam say the last words of the exorcism: "te rogamus, audi nos!" She saw the demon leave the woman in the form of black smoke. Once it was gone, Agnes's body fell to the floor.

Father Sam looked at Sister Elena and saw that she was awake and didn't seem to be in much pain. He glanced at Father Dean who had just woken up and was shaking his head like a dog. Father Dean looked at Father Sam. Father Sam jerked his head toward Sister Elena and then looked down at the old woman. Father Dean came over and helped her up. He put his hand to her head and looked at it. There was blood on his hand.

"Come on," he said. He started walking her out to the car. She turned around and saw Father Sam kneeling next to the woman. He had two fingers to her throat. She heard him mutter "Dammit" and then he told Father Dean that he was going to look around the house.

Father Dean told Sister Elena to lean against the car while he got out the first aid kit. He got out a vintage green cooler and told her to sit on it. She followed him around the side of the car and saw that the trunk was full of weapons. Guns, knives, machetes, brass knuckles, a cross, and a rosary.

"Crap. I forgot you weren't supposed to see that. I guess I'm out of it. Sam's gonna be pissed. Take your veil thing off."

"What..? Oh yeah." She'd forgotten she was bleeding. It didn't really hurt, which was probably a bad sign. She took off the veil, exposing her long red hair. She loved her hair. It was naturally wavy, and unnaturally red.

Dean sucked air in through his teeth. "That's a lot of blood." Father Dean rubbed his face. She could tell he was concerned. He pulled her hair up to look at the cut. Now that really hurt. She gritted her teeth. "I think you might need stitches. I'll go get Sammy. He's better at this stuff. Here, hold this to your head."

She barely registered anything he said; everything had happened so fast. They were only in the house a minute before she was knocked out and when she woke up, Sam had already exorcized the thing.

She heard Father Dean shout "Sammy!" When there was no response, he yelled again. She turned around and saw him practically get sucked into the house. She stood up and absentmindedly grabbed the holy water. She knew it probably wouldn't help, but she grabbed a knife too. She'd never held a knife other than a kitchen knife before. It felt strangely right. She made her way toward the house.

She entered the house, more carefully this time. The old woman's body was still lying on the floor, but she didn't see Father Sam or Father Dean. She pulled up the blinds to let more light in the room, and to buy herself some time. She kept turning around to make sure something wasn't behind her. She found a doorway that led to a basement and immediately felt ten times as scared. It reminded her of her grandmother's basement. The wooden stairs were just slats which basically meant that a hand could just up and grab her by the ankle and pull her down. Thankfully, that didn't happen. She turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs and saw the priests tied to a pole with their mouths gagged.

Sister Elena looked at Father Dean. He was looking just above her shoulder, and he looked frightened for her. By sheer instinct, she turned around and plunged the knife right into the heart of the old lady.

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