Warping to Destiny - A Supernatural FanFiction

Chapter 21 - Confessions, Angels and Video Tapes

Katie's POV

Both boys were staring at me. Finally Dean broke the ice. "Now that's a bombshell I didn't see coming," he said emotionlessly.

"Katie," said Sam softly. "I'm sure there's a reason. Can you tell us about it?"

"Yeah, kind of have to at this point, don't you think?" I was so nervous I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Sam got up and poured something in a shot glass and brought it to me. I know it's early in the day, but it will help you. Go ahead, drink it." I took a few sips before continuing.

"I told you how being in a gang was like being in a tight-knit family, how anyone would die for any other. But there were other rules too. There was a hierarchy of ranks, and lower ranks were not allowed to question higher ranks. And bi...women were never allowed to question or contradict a male, especially one of a higher rank than her owner. They couldn't complain about anything except to their owner, who was allowed to speak for or fight for them if they chose to."

I took another sip of the drink and finally registered that it was rum. Pretty good too. "If you kept your nose clean and obeyed the rules, you got treated pretty well." Sip. "One night we were at our current hideout, which was in an abandoned packing plant near downtown. We were just lounging around watching some TV, when the upstairs door opened and the top five ranking dudes walked out with two young girls. They both looked terrified. One happened to be our cousin Rosie. She was 13."

I was speaking in an almost emotionless voice. I downed the rest of the rum. "They were laughing and being lewd. Whistling was going on around us as they led the girls down the wooden stairs. I felt faint. I looked at Maggie and tried to signal her not to react. They took the girls outside and I knew where they were taking them. It was an empty house that was still partially furnished that they had used for their fun and games before."

"I got up and stretched, and tried to be as casual as I could. 'Come on Mags, lets go home. Nothing funs gonna happen with the guys gone.' I told her. Remember that two of these five were our owners," I said.

"As soon as we were out of sight of the building, we ran home as fast as we could. We got two guns and ammo out of the gun case, and we had our knives. Maggie went to her room and grabbed some throwing stars."

"It took us about 30 minutes to get to the house. We watched outside the windows. They were all pretty drunk or stoned by this time, and they were tossing the girls back and forth between them. The girls were crying and begging for them to stop. We were both beyond angry, but we knew we had to wait until they split up."

"Eventually, two of them took the girls into a bedroom. We watched as the others flopped on chairs and couches. With nothing to do, and being half drunk, they were lethargic. But still there were three, and we didn't want to alert the two in the bedroom."

We went around to the kitchen door and tried it. Wonder of wonders it wasn't locked. We took off our shoes and crept in. We looked around the corner into the living room. I pointed to Mags how I thought we should do it. They were so out if it, they had no clue what was coming. I crept behind the couch and crouched down and Mags went behind a chair. That left the third one in another chair. That one might be a problem. I signaled, one, two, three, and we stood up and knifed the first two in the heart. Tony, the third one, realized something was up and he started to get up. Mags threw 2 stars at his throat and I shot him. That was overkill."

"The shot drew out the two in the bedroom and we shot them too. Idiots. They were so muddle-brained they made so many mistakes. Anyway, it was all over in less than two minutes. We made sure they were all dead, and then we went in and got the girls and left."