falling.(a Dean Winchester fanfiction)

Prolouge

The screams of damned echoed in my ears as I ran, slicing though spirits and demons.
"Dean!" I shouted.
I clutched my familiar knife by the handle, running my thumb over the carved grooves.
I scanned the area, desperately searching for his face. The shadow of a wing swung over me.
"The hell?" I muttered.
I thought how literal that was.
I kept running, whatever that thing was, it wanted to stop me. Where was I even going? It's not like you can run out of hell.
I kept running, the smell of fire and burning somethings charred my lungs. The wing grew closer this time, clocking me at the back of the head. I almost tipped over, but I caught myself and kept running.
Suddenly, an intense fiery sensation spread across my leg, and I felt myself being lifted into the air. I dangled precariously from the thing's grip. I flailed about, the demons beneath me shrieked and wailed, withdrawing into the shadows. More winged creatures fought off them off.

"Dean?" I tried to scream but it came out a mutter.

"Silence. You will be fine in mere moments." The thing that was carrying me said into my ear. The voice was indescribable. Deep yet as high as a three year old's.

"I'm not fine without Dean!" I shouted.

The fiery sensation spread father across my lower leg as the winged creature adjusted it's grip. I hissed in pain. Unable to move, I fell limp.

The last words I heard in hell were words I'd never forget.

"Dean will be fine. Forgotten, but fine."