spn-j2-bigbang: Compulsion Part 1: The Prologue

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NOVEMBER, 2016

Bellingham, Washington


The scream drilled into Jensen's brain, bringing home to him just how badly he'd fucked up. He writhed against the steel grip that held him so tightly. The coarse sacking over his head prevented him from seeing where he was, where they'd taken him. It stank.

"Alona?" His voice was hoarse, but he thought he had heard her answer, then there was nothing further.

"Your turn." The speaker was a man, deep voice booming in what sounded like a large space. Jensen did his best to pull himself free from whoever it was holding him, but found himself inexorably marched forward until suddenly the sack was ripped from his head, and he blinked, dazzled after spending so long in darkness.

Once his eyes stopped watering, he could see Alona lying crumpled on the concrete floor. There was a presence in front of him, dark, confusing. Raising his eyes, he saw a black male, handsome, white teeth dazzling as smiled. Then terror flashed through him as the creature allowed fangs to drop.

"You... you're a..."

"Vampire, yes." The voice was melodious. "Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you, Agent. Not just yet, anyway. In fact, not for quite a while. You and your associate there on the floor are going to be useful to me, very useful indeed."

The vampire's perfectly manicured hand rose to cup Jensen's cheek and tilt his head just so, and then he leant forward. "Listen to me..."

Odd. Jensen hadn't registered how yellow the creature's pupils were. They held him as the vampire kept on speaking. He couldn't concentrate on what the message was, only knew that it was important, desperately so.

After a while, Jensen slept.

"....Jensen. JENSEN." Alona was shouting for him. Alona! His partner’s voice triggered his panic and he woke suddenly to see her crouching beside him.

"What? Where are we?"

Why did his head feel so fuzzy? What was wrong with him? Looking around himself he could see that they were in a large, empty building, one that looked in the final stages of disrepair, the corrugated iron roof rusty and hanging loose in some places.

"I... I can't remember anything. Why can't I remember?" Alona scrambled to her feet, brushing down her jeans, which were covered with debris from the filthy floor.

Jensen nodded and sat up, groaning at his stiff limbs. He felt as if he'd been lying there for days, and his knees popped as he managed to roll over and stand up himself. "I don't know," he muttered. "Not sure what the hell is going on, but I think we need to get out of here."

The two of them stumbled out together into the bright sunshine of a spring morning, and Jensen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his rental standing on the road a few feet away from the ramshackle barn.

"Come on. Let's go. Dunno about you, but I'm starving."

Alona nodded, and the two of them clambered into the vehicle and drove away, leaving the place without any further comment.



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