User blog:The Weary TimeLord/Memoir of a Dimension Hopping Madman: Love in the face of pain. Chapter 6.

'''Author's Note: I think it's fairly obvious but I just want to make it clear the Witches the gang is fighting are not Mamono seeing as they're still on an Earth at this point. Meeting the Mamono comes later.'''

Chapter 6: Ensnared in an Ambuscade.

In the morning we set out in the impala for the site of the abandoned factory as we assumed this new Coven was using the same place as it would be a weak point in the demonic rift from the previous rituals, that and it was our only lead. The site was across town and took about forty-five minutes to get to. Once we arrive we check our weapons again, after all this is not our first time on the job and you don’t want your gun jamming mid witch fight. After all our weapons were checked over Sam spoke up “So should we scout this place out, or are we throwing caution to the wind and running in guns blazing?” “You say that as if we do that all the time.” I chuckle a little, as Sam gives me an incredulous look. At this point Dean took over “Alright, we have no idea what the witches have got in there so we need to be careful, can you sense anything Cas?” “No, nothing at all… this is unsettling.” “Ok, we’re going in then” Dean mutters.

Time jump roughly 20 min.

“Fuck this, we’re pinned down” I yell as I crouch with the guys behind several shipping crates. Sam and Dean are busy firing off rounds at the witches and hitting them with pinpoint accuracy. Cas is taking a slightly less sophisticated approach, he simply goes up to them and blasts them away with a sawed off shotgun. “Easy there Rambo” Dean calls out. “Who is Ram-Bow?” Cas inquires while gunning down another witch. “Ugh” I mutter “Well you can say it now Dean, this was a trap after all.” “Yes, great it was a trap, now can we focus on not dying?” Dean replies. At that moment a witch moves to hit Dean and I fire off a surge of golden-yellow electricity from my hands frying the witch to a skeletal crisp. “Be careful will you.” I yell as Dean moves to another piece of cover. “Ok I have had enough of this shit can we rush them?” “Fine!” Dean yells, Sam finishes shooting down one witch and jumps behind a shipping crate next to us. Cas has crouched behind a structural support beam. “What’s the plan” Sam calls out. “Box them in and take them out, we’ll work in pairs.” “Cas, Nick, you guys want the south end?” “Well I’m not married to it we could take the north side, although I don’t want to shortchange you and Sam.” I reply jokingly. “Ok let’s get to work, Nick want to do the honors” Dean asks “I’d love to” I reply “Light em’ up!” I yell as I charge from cover golden light and lightning pouring from my body.

I incinerate the first three witches that charge Cas and I with a blaze of lightning while unsheathing Galadhrim from her scabbard. I busy myself hacking down a witch in front of me when suddenly a gunshot rings out behind me. A witch was about to stab me with a ceremonial dagger and Cas had shot her saving my life in the process. “Thanks brother” I yell while infusing my sword with my abilities. As my blade ignites in golden flames and sparks I swing at the closest witch severing her head and cauterizing the stump left behind. By this point Cas was running low on shotguns shells, I threw him my dagger once he finally ran out and he started helping me cut down the witches. “Can you cover me? I’m trying to rig a locator spell to find out what is causing the magical interference.” “Yes, but be quick.” replied Cas as he sliced up another witch. Having constructed my spell I let it fly, we moved through the bay of the factory and into a stone hallway with scratch marks on the walls. Moving further along as the spell stayed ahead of us we were sure to keep a lookout for any unwanted surprises. As we neared the end of the corridor we came upon a door covered in a multitude of symbols. I stuck my hand out putting it near the door but not touching it. The magic radiating from the symbols were simply a precursor of what lay beyond the door. “This magic is old, and yet it is weak” I state “Yes, I feel it too; it does not belong in this universe.” We very carefully pry the door open to find a stair case leading down into darkness. I try the light switch “Of course it doesn’t work that would be too easy.” I mutter. We switch on flashlights and continue following the locator spell down the steps.

After trudging downwards for quite some time we begin to notice blood markings and even more scratch marks. “It appears something has been dragged down these steps many times.” I remark “Perhaps the victims were dragged down here” Cas replies. We continued down eventually coming to what appeared to be an old storage area where a horrendous sight greeted our eyes. The floor was covered in bloody sigils and the corpses of the fifteen missing people. “Oh my word, all these people” “The witches will pay for their crimes” Cas barely restraining the anger in his voice replies. Tracking the rest of the spell I move past the butchered bodies into an adjoining room with blood trailing to it “Shit, Cas we’ve got a problem” I yell back to him. Cas comes in after me, the room is littered with even more blood sigils, scraps of spells, and scrawled incantations. At the center of the room is an enormous blue portal of mystical energy. “That is not good” Cas says “Cas do you ever realize how funny your deadpan humor is?” I ask as he looks at me quizzically. As we are studying certain symbols on the surrounding bodies the portal lets out an eerie screeching noise and a wave of blue energy which looks almost like fire throws Cas and I to the ground. Then the portal began to expand pulling in huge chucks of concrete, steel, and several corpses. “Cas, get Sam and Dean and get out of here” “I’m going to try to force the portal closed” I yell to him. “Exerting yourself like that and pushing your magic might kill you!” “I know that but if this portal cannot be stopped it will destroy the town maybe even the world now go.” As Cas turned to leave I pulled off my trench coat and handed it to him after pocketing my Sonic Screwdriver. “Here take this, my friend Daniel Jackson gave me this coat I don’t want it destroyed if things go bad. It’s a nice coat after all.”

“Good luck Nick” “Thanks Cas, now run!” I command. As Cas runs to warn Sam and Dean I refocus me attention on the shimmering blue portal in front of me, it has doubled in size since our talk and is continuing to expand. I begin by forming a magic barrier to slow its progression and I start working on spells to counter act the portal entirely. After several unsuccessful attempts I decide to shift the portal to another dimension by doing so the portal will certainly close but I would be lost. “Hmm, a small price to pay, I’ve had a good run.” With that I pour all my efforts into shifting the portal elsewhere. There was a drawback to shifting the portal, in order to actually shift it the portal needs lots of energy, this energy was highly erratic and had started to create a feedback loop. The loop caused blue lightning to arc in currents around the room randomly. I knew it was dangerous but I had to keep going, the loop struck back at me suddenly and all I could do was scream in agony as blue lightning burned my body and began rending the flesh from my bones. I smelled barbeque and saw the portal start to shift just as I passed out from the excruciating spasms of pain wracking my body.