Little Fox (Dean X Kitsune!Male!Reader)

You're Crazy

You woke up with a large migraine. You looked down and saw you were tied to a chair. Great. Your first real thought was what was going to happen to your brother when you died?? That elderly Kitsune wasn't going to live much longer. He had no one else. You started struggling, ignoring the searing pain in your head. You needed to get out of here and fast. The ropes were slightly loose but not loose enough.

Suddenly the door opened and in walked none other than Dean Winchester.
"Hey, Loosechester." You said, secretly proud of the pun.
"Look who's talking." Dean said, eyeing the ropes holding you down. You scowled and glared at him. He crouched down in front of you.
"You're kinda cute, so don't make me have to mess up your face." He said and walked over to the fireplace and grabbed a fire-poker. He stuck it in the fire and held it there, "tell me where Sam is and I'll spare you." You snorted.
"Like hell. You'll just kill me. You hunters are all the same. Killing monsters without stopping to think if they have families or feelings. No, we're just monsters." You said, "I should have killed your brother when I had the chance." Dean slapped you.

He lifted the glowing white metal and pressed it against your arm. You screamed in pain. Tears found their way out of your eyes quickly. Finally after several seconds Dean pulled the poker away, only to stick it back in the fire. Your skin still bubbled from the last torment. What were you doing? You would die either way, why not just end it quick. Just as you were about to tell Dean where Sam was, said person burst through the door.
"Sammy!?" Dean yelled.
"Dean!" Sam yelled back. Dean set the poker down on the table but made sure the tip was pressing into your arm. You screamed and thrashed around.
"STOP!!" You yelled, "STOP IT, PLEASE!!" You begged. You couldn't bare the pain. Tears now formed small streams on your cheeks and sobs escaped your throat in between screams, "DEAN!! I CAN'T TAKE IT!"

After staring at your screaming face for a bit he finally took away the poker and tossed it on the ground. Your vocal chords felt raw and you coughed out some left over sobs. All of a sudden, to your utter dismay, someone you recognized walked through the door. It was the leader of a local Kitsune gang who did not particularly like you. But you knew no matter how nice he acted to Sam it was all just acting. Sam was the nice one and you didn't want Sam actually dying.
"Dean. Untie me." You said, pulling at the ropes.
"Hell no." The older Winchester said.
"Dean, you don't understand. Sam is in danger. That Kitsune only bares ill will. I know him." You insisted. At the mention of Sam in danger Dean cut the ropes.

You ran in between Sam and the big Kitsune, the remains of a waterfall still on your cheeks. Sam stepped back and the Kitsune growled.
"So, my play thing has come back for round two?" He said. You growled.
"I'm not your play thing you dick." You said, "and neither is he so paws off." The Kitsune laughed.
"You think you can stop me?" He said.
"As a matter of fact I do." You said and swiped a knife off the table and stabbed the Kitsune in the heart, "slow idiot. You deserved it." You turned around to see Sam and Dean staring at you in awe.
"Well.." Dean said, "great. Less research for us."
"What??" You questioned.
"Well, there's bound to be more creatures like that and you seem to know em. You're gonna help track em down and kill em." Dean said. Sam slightly nodded.
"You're asking me to help you bring my own race into extinction?! Are you crazy?! After all you've done to me!" You yelled.
"We'll let your brother live. Also you don't have a choice." Dean said. Suddenly the door clicked shut.
"You're not going anywhere till you agree."