Insanity

Akuma’s P.O.V.

I stood up from my crouched position and ran a hand through my hair, staying quiet as Alice emerged from the bathroom. I grabbed some clothes out of my bag and headed into the bathroom, taking my time in the shower as I washed my hair, face, and body to try and calm down for my trip out to hunt Dean down and kick his ass for stealing my car. If that asshole hurt him I was going to kill him. With a sigh I closed my eyes and let the cooling water run over me for a few more moments before I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around me and the other around my hair, heading back into the hotel room and to my bag to grab my small amount of makeup, ignoring the look Sam gave me.

“Do you have plans or something?” Alice asked, and I turned my gaze to her, lifting my eyebrows a bit.

“You’re the one who said that someone has to track down Dean and seeing as he took Sirius, I’m going to be the one to do that. And if I can’t find him then I’m as least going to get laid.” I answered, pulling a small bag from my duffle and straightening up, heading back to the bathroom, taking my time to dress in my favourite pair of jeans and my favourite black crop top which clung to body, defining my well-deserved breasts, the material almost like a second skin while leaving my pale stomach bare. My jeans were the same, black skinnies that I had torn and ripped down each leg to give it my dangerous edge. And to add a bit of class, thanks to Alice and her many pairs of shoes, I gladly borrowed a slick pair of strappy heels to complete my outfit. Once I was done getting ready, my hair was hanging in soft waves around my face and down my back. My eyes were lined with a luminizing eyeshadow and black smudged eyeliner, making the blue in them pop while my lips were coloured with a dark, vampiric red lipstick. With a smirk I stepped out of the bathroom and waltzed up to Sam, rolling my eyes at the look on his face. His eyes dropping to my feet and then slowly scrolling up my body, his mouth almost dropping open. “Keys.” I demanded, holding out my hand.

“You... You can’t take Dean’s baby. He’ll kill both of us.” Sam stuttered, moving his hand further away from me and I felt a surge of anger well up in my chest.

“He just stole my car. Give me the fucking keys Samuel.” I snarled, thrusting my hand towards him and smiling at him when he dropped them into my open hand. I turned towards the door and walked over, grabbing my jacket from the coat rack and sliding it over my shoulders before slipping my feet into a pair of heels I had retrieved from my duffel. “I don’t know when I’ll be back but if I don’t have a blonde asshole in tow assume I am either pissed or smashed.” I finished, twirling the Impala’s keys around my fingers as I walked out of the room and towards the sleek black car, a grin spreading across my face. I would rather be able to drive the impala under better circumstances, but I wasn’t going to turn it down.

Once I sat in the car I leaned back in the seat, just taking in the mixed scent of the two boys and someone else, thought it was faint, as well as the scent of worn leather and sex. I rolled my eyes briefly but started the car, letting her idle as I leaned back and closed my eyes, trying to think of where Dean would go other than the bar. Finding no other conclusions I opened my eyes again with a sigh and adjusted the mirrors on baby before pulling out of the parking lot and heading to the only bar in town.

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Ghost!Dean’s P.O.V

I sighed from where I sat in the back booth of the bar, keeping an eye on the door for my uncle. It had been almost an hour and I hadn’t seen him enter yet. I leaned my head back a bit and sipped the beer I had ordered, cringing again at the bitter taste before returning my attention to the door, lifting my eyebrows when I noticed that the woman named Akuma had waltzed in. She was using a pretty skimpy outfit that was clearly meant to attract the attention of any male that would swing in their direction. I shrunk down a bit in the booth but her eyes barely grazed the space before she walked up to the bar. With a smirk I stood up and ducked out of the building, glad that she was distracted so I could get away.

I made a quick get away down the road and around the corner to where I had parked the woman’s car and pulled the keys out of Dean’s jacket, studying the slight damages done to the front bumper and smirking before I got into the front seat and started it, shaking my head at the fuzziness the couple of beers I had had given me. I chuckled to myself, realizing that I was actually having a good time. I jerkily pulled out of the parking spot and pulled away from the curb, speeding into the street, taking a moment to pull myself into the correct lane, I think, and out of the way of oncoming traffic.

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Alice’s P.O.V.

I had been trying to get rid of a killer headache brought on by the voices all day while Sam paced the room for hours, but nothing seemed to work. Tylenol and advil had both failed me so I decided to give up and try to get some sleep. Knowing that Sam would be awake researching and waiting for his brother to return made my stomach turn because I wanted to help ease his restless mind, but my head felt like it was going to split open with all these voices spinning around inside. I had changed into my pj’s and watered down my face in an attempt to cool off, though that wasn’t working either. I pulled my hair back and took a moment to admire myself in the mirror, taking everything in. The reflection staring back seemed normal and familiar other than the dark circles that had started to form around my green, shimmering eyes. After another moment of staring I blinked away the the image in the mirror and left the bathroom, heading straight for the bed, feeling the fatigue set in the moment my head hit the pillow.

“Wake me when Akuma gets back?” I muttered quietly so I wouldn’t worsen the pounding in my head and hoping that Sam would hear me.

“Of course.” He glanced up from his computer screen and smiled at me. I rolled over after accepting his smile and closed my eyes. Falling rather quickly into the dark pit of unconsciousness.

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I flinched at the sound of a sharp scream piercing through my head, continuing on for a few moments before slowly subsiding and turning into what sounded like whimpers followed by sob. It took me another few minutes but I finally opened my eyes at the sound of another, though much shorter, scream, my face paling at the sight. Akuma was tied down to a table with what looked like small devils traps carved into the leather strapping her down. Nearly every part of her body was revealed, and there was a man pacing around her, holding a dangerous looking knife. She had a few bloody cuts and a lot of what looked like stab wounds. On top of that it looked as if something had been burned into her hip and water was sizzling from her skin.

“I don’t get why he won’t let me kill you. He keeps going off about how you’re sooooo special and how he has such big plans for you.” The man was ranting, throwing his head back to laugh when she turned her black eyed glare onto him. “You’re just a pathetic human lover. Your father is delirious.”

“Shut the fuck up Luke.” Akuma spat, turning her head away when he flung more of what I assumed was holy water onto her. I squeezed my eyes shut against the way it burned her skin. It took a while to work up the courage to open my eyes again but I did and walked around the small, dark room with a slight determination. Once I got closer I could see that the burned skin on her hip was in the shape of an upside down cross and looked as if it would scar for good. I felt anger start to rise up in me before I shoved it away and turned my gaze to my sister’s face, hoping to find some solace there. Whatever I was expecting, it wasn’t what I saw. The black in her eyes was nearly transparent and the blue was almost visible. Her skin was pale and the bags under her eyes were horrendous. I turned my gaze away and listened to what the man was saying, my eyes falling on the knife that he was tracing over an old scar between her hip bones, right above her uterus. Akuma had never told me what happened and why it was the only scar that had ever stayed scarred, but I never pushed it. The first time I had asked she had just returned from being gone for a year and she had just stared at me blankly before locking herself in the bathroom and running the shower, though I could hear her cry.

“What do you say we re-open this old wound love?” The man asked, a dangerous and delighted look flashing through his eyes as he stared at my sister. Her eyelids fluttered closed, she was anticipating the pain. She didn’t reply but I heard her breath hitch, her eyes squeezed shut even tighter, teeth gritting together almost to the point of them shattering, and the moment the knife went into the scar, she screamed so loud and high pitched that it made my ears bleed. I saw as red blood stained my fingers as I held my hands over my ears, my own screaming voice filled the now deafening silent air and suddenly everything went black.

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The next thing I knew I was on the floor, wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets while thrashing around and screaming. The first thing that I saw when my eyes shot open was Sam, hovering over me and holding me still. His hands were firm on my shoulder shoulders while his soft voice hushed me, telling me that everything was going to be okay. I could feel myself panting and my throat was raw from involuntarily screaming while my face was wet with tears.

“Hey, Alice you’re okay. Look at me. I’m here, I’m what’s real.” He murmured, his hand finding my face and wiping the stream of tears off my cheek. His fingers were warm against my skin, and I felt the ease sink in as he half cradled me in his arms. My breath started to slow and my body no longer shook as he held me tighter. His voice vibrated through his chest and into my back as he stroked my hair, calming me further.

“Thank-” I tried to get out but Sam shushed me and I let my eyes fall closed as he rocked me back and forth.

“Don’t talk, it’s okay. Relax, I’m here and I’m what’s happening right here and right now.. Just breath, everything is alright, it was just a nightmare, little red.” His voice was easy in my ears, my eyes shot open at his last few words.

“Little red?” I sniffled, turning in his lap to see him. He stared blankly at me as if he instantly regretted what he said and I tilted my head a bit, bringing my hand up to rest on his neck. “I like it.” I said with a smile, noticing how close my face was to his. I watched as his eyes dropped from my gaze to my lips and bit down on my bottom lip for a moment before I lifted my chin and pressed my mouth to his. His lips were soft against mine and I felt his mouth move against mine. I easily mirrored the movement and I felt clear and calm for the first time in months. The kiss wasn’t rushed and for a brief moment the voices in the back of my mind were gone, not even a whisper left behind. After a moment my mind cleared of the nightmares haze and I realized what was going on. I felt my face go bright red before I pulled away and got up, pulling the blankets with me. I held them tight to my body as I fully processed what I had just done, my heart beating a thousand miles a minute as I stared at the man who sat on the ground looking confused but content.

“Alice?” Sam called, his expression changing from happiness to confusion as he realized I wasn’t coming back.

“I…. I think I need some air.” I stuttered, dropping the blanket and heading for the door. I threw it open and slammed it behind me, sliding down the cold wooden structure until I was sitting on the ground. My skin practically steaming from how hot I was. I was about to lean my head back and close my eyes when I heard the purr of a familiar engine, though it was accompanied by a thunk. I shot up with a frown when Dean pulled up in Sirius, and my jaw dropped when I saw how beat up the car was. It was covered in dents, the front window was smashed, and there was smears of what looked like blood on the hood. “Wh… what… the… HELL?!” I screeched as Dean got out of the car and looked at me, a dark grin crossing his face. “FIRST YOU ACT LIKE A DICK AND NOW YOU’VE RUINED MY SISTERS... NO. MY FATHER’S CAR!” I continued, storming towards him and glaring up at him. Dean said nothing and just grinned wide, before wrapping an arm around me and forcing me into the car before getting into the driver’s seat and taking off.

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Sam’s P.O.V

I looked up from my father’s journal as the motel room door flew open, my heart jumping with hope at the thought of Alice finally coming back. Instead Akuma stumbled in, her hair a mess and makeup smudged. I frowned a bit and stood up, moving to grab her so that she didn’t fall. “Looks like you had fun.” I muttered with a small eyeroll as I led her to the couch before going to check on the impala before closing the door, a small frown on my face when I realized that Alice was nowhere in sight. About an hour ago she had been yelling something at someone, which could have been on the phone but I honestly had no idea what happened and I was worried sick about her.

“I am going to kick your brothers ass.” Akuma slurred and I turned to face her, lifting my eyebrows as I took the keys to the impala from her. I didn’t bother responding to her and grabbed a bottle of water instead. “Especially if, if he hurtsss my carr. My Sirirusss…. If I stole hiss car heeee’d be pisssed. And he - hic - stole mine. What a dick.” She continued, taking the water from me and tilting her head back to chug it, a confused look appearing on her face when she finished.

“You should get some sleep Akuma.” I sighed, running a hand through my hair and watching as she turned her gaze to mine. I would have expected her eyes to be filled with anger, but they were filled with a look of regret and worry as she studied me and worried her bottom lip. “Do you need help?” I asked.

“You have soooo many thoughtsss about Alice. What happennned? Isss ssshe okay?” She demanded, pushing herself up off of the couch. I sighed again and stood, grabbing her arm and leading her to the bed, letting her sit down and kick off her heels before she pulled the blankets up to her chin.

“I hope so.” I answered as she drifted off, her face releasing it’s look of worry and morphing into a darker expression, one that looked closer to fear. I frowned again before I turned and walked away, turning off the room’s light and sitting down in front of my computer again, trying to ignore the pit in my stomach at the fact that my brother had disappeared with Akuma’s car and that Alice now seemed to be missing. It wasn’t working very well and the thought of beer or food made my stomach turn even more so I gave up on doing any research of the teenage boy that Akuma had found earlier today and closed my computer. Grabbing a spare blanket from the closet and laying down on the couch, I couldn’t help but pray that wherever Dean was, I hoped that he was alright. It took a while but I finally fell into a fitful sleep.

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Alice’s P.O.V

I lifted my head and let out a low groan of pain, trying to lift my hand to my forehead and flicking open my eyes when I felt resistance. The memory of what happened at the hotel flooded back along with the memory of Dean knocking me out in the car because I wouldn’t shut up. “Fuck!” I snapped, looking around the room in an attempt to find something useful near me. Finding nothing I turned my gaze to the door, waiting for him to come back and raising my eyebrows as the sound of my sisters beat up car approaching. There was the sound of slamming doors and crying before the door to the building that I was being held in flew open and the girl and her grandmother from yesterday stumbled in with Dean behind them, a wicked grin on his face.

I ignored the hunter as the whispering of voices came out of nowhere, growing louder and louder in my head. I only got clips of what they were saying, but it seemed as if they were telling me there was something wrong with Dean, which I could tell. Something was off and if I was right about what I had in mind then I needed to get out and tell Sam and Akuma so they could crack down on getting this ghosts remains and burn them before this went too far.

“Good. You’re awake.” Dean… or whoever was possessing Dean… purred, his green eyes flashing in the moonlight. “I need you to help me with something. And if you don’t do it I’ll kill that boy you’re fucking.” He rambled, shoving the girl and her grandmother to their knees.

“I’m not fucking anyone. And I’m not going to do anything or you, you sick bastard. Get out of Dean!” I snarled, pulling at the bindings of my wrists. I wasn’t about to let this asshole hurt anyone, especially not these two innocents. Maybe if I got him talking, and think properly with all the rambling of the whispers that were swirling in my mind, I could find a way to escape.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” The ghost hissed, moving towards me and leaning down so he was at eye level with me. “Now. You’re going to help me kill these two or I will kill everyone you love and then continue to murder everyone who wronged me.”