Supernatural short stories

Cure Deanmon

"What is this place?" Castiel wondered as he opened up the heavy pure iron door.

"Woah," Charlie lowered her gun as she stood beside Cas, "this is epic!"

They were standing on a balcony looking down at what looked like a massive library.

Charlie began exploring the machines to try and find out how they were getting power. Cas began skimming through the various books and files. After a couple of minutes, Charlie comes back into the main room.

"Dude," Charlie threw up her hands, "I have no idea how this place is getting power or running water. There's this motherboard but it looks ancient. Probably the most advanced computer they had 60 years ago."

Cas nodded, "these books are all lore and these files are cases that the Men of Letters worked. They cataloged everything."

"Wow, I wonder what else they have in this bunker."

"I don't know, we should probably explore it more."

Charlie smiled, "definitely."

They wandered through the various hallways. Finding other smaller libraries, storage rooms, or what appear to be living quarters that had long been abandoned.

The next room they enter looks like all the other storage rooms. Cas is about to move on when Charlie stops him.

"Cas look," she points to the ground, "scratch marks. I think-"

"It's a hidden door."

"Yeah. Let's open it!"

Charlie grabbed one of the shelf posts and Cas grabbed the other. They pulled out and the cabinets moved to reveal a hidden room.

Charlie gasped, "oh my god there's someone here!"

"No Charlie wait!" Cas put his arm out to stop her, "it's a demon. Look there's a devil's trap."

Cas inspected the man. His head was lulled over and he didn't appear to be breathing. He was handcuffed and tied to the chair. His white t-shirt and bluejeans were covered in dried blood.

"Wait is he- or it alive?"

"Well let's see."

Cas approached the man, who still was unconscious, and checked for a pulse.

Cas's eyes widened, "there's a pulse!"

"What happened?"

"I don't know, let's ask him." Cas shook the man's shoulders. No response. He slapped him. Still no response. He tried slapping him again. This time the man gasped and opened his eyes.

Cas stepped back and told Charlie to do the same.

The demon began coughing, "ugh, what was that for?"

"You were unconscious, demon," Cas spat.

"What- no- I'm not a demon- who are you?"

"We ask the questions," Charlie crossed her arms.

The demon looked up to her and tilted his head, "you guys aren't men of letters."

"You know about the men of letters?" Cas asked quickly. This was a mistake.

The demon smiled, "yes I do, and you don't. That's interesting..."

Cas's face hardened, "tell us about them."

"Well, you see, in order for me to do that, you have to give me some information too."

Charlie shook her head, "you're the one tied up. We can make you talk."