SUPERWHOLOCK ONE-SHOTS (Reader Insert)

34- Not all demons are bad (2)

You've been captured by no other then the king of hell... Crowley. You whimper in pain when Crowley starts to carve an intricate pattern on your arm. "No scream?" Crowley asks with a sickening grin. He then stabs you in the thigh and twists the knife in a semicircle. The scream that escapes your lips makes your voice hoarse and you almost black out because of the pain.

"That was one hell of a scream." You hear a familiar voice say. You're in so much pain that your brain doesn't register that it was Mike who spoke. "Who or what are you torturing to get that kind of scream?"

"Come see for yourself Mike." Crowley replies. You hear foot steps walk over to you, then you're overcome with blackness.
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"Let's see who do we have here?" Mike mutters to himself. He recognises the clothes that the victim is wearing- they're the same clothes that he saw Y/N in earlier. To get a better look at who this girl is, Mike pushes the girl's (hair color and length) hair out of her face. "Y/N... let her go Crowley." Mike demands straightening up and turning on his heel to glare at the king of hell.

"Now why would I do that... she's a Winchester after all." Crowley answers.

"She could be King Tut for all I care... just let her go."

"That didn't answer my question Mike." Crowley has a singsong voice on and Mike is about ready to punch him.

"Does it matter? I'm a rank higher then you Crowley, so I can tell you what to do... and I want you to let her go."

"Oh I see, Mike a high ranking demon has feelings for a Winchester." Mike then pins the king of hell against the wall, making a mental note to thank you for showing him how to do that.

"I do not have feelings for Y/N Winchester... I owe her a debt." Mike's voice is deadly calm, but there is a fire of pure anger behind his eyes.

"What kind of debt?"

"The kind that if you're not careful and let her go, you'll be in her exact position."

"I highly doubt that you'll actually do that."

"Do you want to test that theory?" Mike's eyes go blood red. Crowley hollowly laughs.

"That little trick won't work on me Mike!" Crowley states as he causes Mike to fly backwards... he's quickly back on his feet. "Tell me, why are you so protective of the youngest Winchester?"

"I told you, I owe her a debt and I intend to pay her back for helping me out when I was in trouble!"

"Bullshit, admit it Mike! You've gone soft... for a Winchester no less!"
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When you come around again you notice that you're in a hospital room of sorts- but it's one of the stranger ones you've woken up in... the room was more like an infirmary then a hospital. In the corner of the room is Mike waiting for you to wake up, he has an ugly looking shiner on his left eye. "Hey look she lives." Mike jokes when he sees you awake.

"Hilarious Mike." You sarcastically reply. Mike laughs lightly. "What happened exactly and where am I?"

"A place that we can talk, and I might've gotten into a fight with Crowley because I found out he was torturing you."

"That explains the shiner." Mike manages a small smile.

"I've been thinking..."

"Well that's dangerous." You point out. Mike's small simper changes into a full out smile. You always get that demon to crack a smile or sometimes even get him to laugh, you were one of the very few to do so. "Sorry what is your 'brilliant' idea oh great demon called Mike." You sarcastically say and use finger quotes when you say brilliant. Your demon friend rolls his eyes and laughs lightly.

"Do you always have to be so sarcastic Y/N?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

"No... as I was saying before your sarcastic comment, I'm thinking of showing you how to command at least one hellhound, three at most."

"Where would the hounds stay- Sam and Dean might kill them if they stay at the bunker."

"They'd be staying in hell with me."

"Okay that works." Mike snaps his fingers making you arch an eyebrow. "Why did you do that?"

"Now you have the ability to see all hellhounds and other supernatural creatures invisible to the human eye." You smile. You ask about Sam and Dean. Mike tells you that at the moment they currently believe that you're in the back seat of the impala out cold.

"That doesn't make much sense Mike." You point out sounding seriously confused.

"This is somewhat like a dream Y/N. When I'm done talking with you I'll send you back."

"I'm still lost but okay." Mike then hands you a dog whistle.

"I'll show you how to command your hounds in a few days, now don't loose that whistle."

"Couldn't I just whistle normally if you know what I mean?"

"Y/N, you're getting ahead of what I'm trying to say okay. Once your hounds trust you, you can loose the dog whistle."

"That makes sense."
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You open your eyes and Mike was right you were in the backseat of the impala... you also had a lump in your pocket and when you pull the lump out you realize that it's the dog whistle Mike just gave you. You quickly put it back into your pocket.

"Hey, you're awake." Dean says glancing at you through the rearview mirror. Sam turns around to face you and asks if you feel okay.

"A little sore, but I'm fine." You reply.

"Do you remember what happened?"

"I just remember Crowley kidnapping me and torturing me and then I blacked out." You decide to leave Mike out of this conversation. Sam fills you in on their side of the story. Crowley had fled the scene before they got there so rescuing you was easy. Dean says that it was too simple and it could've been a trap. You bite your tongue so you don't say 'it wasn't a trap, you two were just late for the party.'