Carter's POV

"Help!" My voice was strained at this point from yelling so much. My wrists ached from the rope that had tied me against the steel post.

"Nobody is going to hear you, dear." An unfamiliar voice said. I closed my eyes and swallowed. I knew that but I was too desperate to stop.

A female had come out of the shadows. It was the same as last time with the dim light. My gaze had studied her. She was rather slim and had worn a black dress that hugged her skinny body and she wore black high heels. She had light blonde hair with deep blue eyes.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice low and raspy. My throat had hurt so bad it felt like I would never be able to talk again.

"The Winchester brothers." She simply replied. She sat down in an old brown metal chair that was across from me. The woman crossed her legs over one another.

"What? You must have the wrong person! I've never heard of-" I was cut off by the woman swiftly coming up to me, bending down to get eye level, and slapping me. The skin had turned red and stung. I shook my head.

"Don't play dumb, dear. We both know that you're lying." She had a wicked smirk on her face. "One more time, I want the Winchester brothers. Give them to us, we'll reward you with something." She added.

"I don't want anything from you and I don't know who the Winchesters are! I swear to God!" I exclaimed.

She has repeated what she had done before, and my cheek had stung more than before. I looked at her dead in the eyes before seeing them turn black. I was fearful, but I only half-assed it in order to make it seem like I wasn't scared.

She knew that I was scared and fearful. As her eyes went back to the original color that they were, the door to the old and abandoned building. The smell was stinky, and I had tried my best not to focus on that since it wasn't relevant.

"I'm going to ask you one last time, Carter! You know who the Winchester brothers are! So where are they?" She yelled at me. I barely moved a muscle, but if I was free right now, the bitch wouldn't be breathing.

"Probably coming here to kill your sorry ass." I replied with a mischievous smirk. I had just admitted to knowing them, and honestly, it was fine. It was what she wanted to hear from me. Besides, she already knew that I did before I even decided to admit to it.

"So you do know them?" She then questioned, obviously being content with what I said. I was surprised she didn't decide to slap me again.

"Yes." I replied calmly. I wasn't even sure what to do now. What if Sam and Dean couldn't find me? What if I would be left here and become whatever the hell she is? So many questions had wandered aimlessly in my head.

"Where are they?" She had asked in a more soft and calmer tone than before.

"I told you. Probably coming here to kill your sorry ass. Maybe not now, but soon." I replied with another smirk. The woman rolled her eyes.

"I doubt that. You see, my friends who at first had kidnapped you, there were more of them. They probably think that you're with them. They don't know I exist." She stated.

"What's your name?" I asked after a moment of silence.

"The woman who's going to kill you." She smirked. I rolled my eyes.

"You can hit me around all you want, but I just really want to know your name. You seem to know everything about me anyways." I said sadly. It was obvious sarcasm.

It was like my second language.

"Apollyn." She simply replied. She looked over to spot another female who came in and approached us.

"They're looking for her." The new gal had said as she stole a quick glance at me and looked back at Apollyn. "And they are right where you want them to be." She then smirked.

Apollyn had stood up from the chair and made her way towards the doors.

"If you decide to pull anything, you'll be dead in a snap."

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Another short chapter. :') hope you liked it though.