Chapter 2

When Sam and Dean came to they were in cages hanging from the ceiling of what seemed to be some kind of basement. There were voices coming from behind a red velvet curtain and the Winchesters realized they were hanging above a stage. To their right was a dimly lit staircase and at the bottom of the steps was little Jake.

"I'm gonna kill you, ya little brat!" Dean snarled.

The kid's eyes had a wide fearful look and tears spilled down his cheeks. "I'm really sorry mister. I had to." Jake whispered. Shortly after a taller figure joined Jake at the bottom of the stairs and when it came into the light it was revealed to be a middle aged man. He approached the Winchesters and looked them over as he spoke to Jake saying "You did, good, your daddy will be proud." When he said this Dean caught a flash of the man's black eyes.

"I guess you boys are wondering what's going on." Said, the demon. "If you haven't noticed we're pretty much running the place. Well, second to the Leviathan anyway and hunters are pretty much done for."

"But, instead of killing you when we catch you, we sell you to the highest bidder and let them have some fun."

Dean was fuming "How'd you find us?" Dean asked, seethingly.

"Oh yeah, that was easy. You're a very hot commodity right now along with a few other names on our list. You were actually relatively easy to find compared to the others. Your movements have been tracked for the last couple of weeks by another group and when you moved into our area we just set up a few locations where we thought you'd most likely crash and you sprung the trap here in little ole' Groton Long Point, Connecticut., It was just your unlucky day., To be honest it had always been just a matter of time and resources before you wound up in this situation anyway."

"What's the kid got to do with this." Sam asked angrily.

"Little Jake will do whatever he's told if wants to see his daddy again." Said the demon gesturing to the meatsuit he was wearing.

"We had to have a few human children for our plan to work."

"Because every hunter we've come across is a sucker for kids, just some of them are smart enough to check if the kid's human. So, we smoke into the meatsuits of a few parents and get the children to jump through hoops to keep us from hurting their mommies and daddies. And little Jakey here's so good at doing what he's told. We just hung back, so that you wouldn't catch on that it was a trap, while Jake told his sob story and got you close enough, for us to capture you." The demon said mockingly while looking smugly at Jake. "Now, if you'll excuse me the auction's, about to start and you're the night's first items up for bid."

Jake was staring at the floor looking guilty as he followed the demon as it went back up the stairs.

"How we gonna get out of this?" Dean asked as he banged the back of his head against the cage.

"We'll think of something, we always do." Said, Sam, trying to comfort himself more than Dean. "

"I'm not talking about this, I'm really not to worried about this.", "I mean after this. It's gonna be like this no matter where we go from here on out. No matter what we do. If we get out of this then we have to worry about how to get out of every situation after this. And we're going to need serious help to get out of this. We're being hunted now. And it's like shooting fish in a barrel, cause there's no safe place to hide. We're probably gonna be dead within a year Sammy."

"What the hell, Dean?" Said, Sam, sounding, frustrated. "It sounds like your giving up! What you just wanna sit here and let them kill us? Because you don't want to go through the same shit tomorrow?, Well that's tough Dean! Cause even if I have to get us outa here on my own, we are gonna get out of this. And everything after this, cause we got work to do."

"Sam I didn't mean I wouldn't go down without swinging." Dean said sounding moody "And I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you., I'm just saying there's gonna come a time when we're gonna be completely screwed. And we won't be able to do a damn thing about it. It'll friggin suck, but mark my words, it'll happen."

"No it won't. Not if we keep fighting." Said, Sam.

There was a tense silence between the Winchesters as the red velvet curtain began to part.

There was a roar of applause, cheers and whistles as the caged prizes were revealed.

A nicely dressed man came to a podium at the front middle of the stage. The man raised one hand and banged a small gavel with the other while yelling to get above the noisy crowd. "Could everyone, please, come, to order?! We'll be starting the auction in five minutes!, After the bidding starts we prefer everyone remain quietly seated, only standing or speaking when placing a bid. Methods of accepted payments are souls and virgins. For anyone not interested in bidding on the current items you are free to spectate or you may use this time to go out and take advantage of the open bar out in the lobby. When bidding commences the doors will lock and remain locked until bidding on the current items has ended. You will be allowed to re-enter and move around freely after bidding on the current items has ceased and the highest bidder collects their purchases. The doors will be closing in two minutes. I, repeat, you have two minutes to opening bid. Please everyone come to order."

The nicely dressed man checked his watch, looked up and when he nodded his head the doors swung shut, locking instantly. Now the man spoke again, saying, "The bidding will start at eighty. Do I hear, eighty?"

Hands flew into the air as bids and auctioneer calls began flying quickly.

Sam and Dean were getting nervous. They were in front of a large crowd of demons and if there was a way to get out of their cages, which there wasn't, there wouldn't be a way to escape unnoticed and they couldn't fight or exorcise that many demons at once with no weapons and no help.

Bidding was beginning to slow down as ten thousand virgins was just too rich for most demon's blood.

Sam and Dean were really sweating it now the demons that had bid last were a large group that seemed to be throwing in together to get a chance at winning. There were to many demons in the group. There would be no way the brothers could fight back if this group bought them.

It was looking hopeless for the Winchesters, as the auctioneer started calling, "Going, once.", "Going, twice."

The auctioneer was just about to bang the gavel and declare the Winchesters as "Sold." When, a familiar voice, upped the bid, to two hundred thousand souls.

There was an angry buzz amongst the group as they couldn't match the bid even pooling all of their resources together. So now the auctioneer banged the gavel and called the highest bidder to claim their purchases.

Crowley stood and made his way to the stage looking full of, himself and said "If you don't mind getting them wrapped up for me I'll just take them to go."

The auctioneer nodded and gestured for a few larger demons to come take care of the client's request. After being injected with some kind of sedative, the Winchesters passed out, making it easy for the demons to bind them without damaging the merchandise.