My Demon Dearest (Dean Winchester Fan-Fic)

I'm the Demon You Always Feared...

//Picture isn't mine//
•|Thursday Morning|•
I woke up hanging by my wrist, screaming for Sam, Dean, someone. "HEY! LET ME OUT! YOU CANT LEAVE ME HERE!" I screamed until my throat was sore. "Please... let me go..." I whimpered loud enough for someone to hear. I could hear somebody walking by the door when I said that. "Please! Please let me go! Sam... please I'm sorry for whatever I did..." I said hot tears in the corners of my eyes, a couple here and there slipping out. By now I was sobbing. "Dean! Please, I'm scared to be by myself... I hate the dark!" I kept calling out.

Eventually my calls were answered with a hateful and husky "Shut up." I tightened my fist, the ropes cutting tighter into my already raw wrists, I winced in pain from it. "I'm sorry.." I whispered, "I can't see you, but I hope your Dean. Maybe even Sa-" I was cut off "I said shut up." The harsh voice growled. I immediately stopped talking, tears threatening to escape. "My name is Crowley. The last time we met, Dean nearly beat you to death. I'm here to save you." He said quietly snapping his fingers and the ropes holding me up were gone, I hit the ground with a thud and a grunt, "Get up and move." He instructed me, "I can't, the devils trap is holding me back." I said getting up, "Just do it." I walked forwards and over the trap. My eyes went huge, "How the... what did... how did...?" I said barely above a whisper, "You're a very, very powerful demon. More powerful than me, and almost as powerful as the big men themselves, Lucifer and God." I heard the smile form on his face, "God,or as he wants to be called, Chuck, and Luci made you, they worked equally for quiet sometime trying to form you. Getting everything from your nose, to your eyelashes, right. They discarded so many beings, Chuck threw them outback, and Luci burned them up. Eventually, they made you. Just like you are now, putting both evilness and goodness inside you. You are a creation of powerful men. You are going to go places, Kasey Sullivan." Crowley explained.

I stood there, wide eyed, jaw slacked. Crowley slowly emerged from the darkness, smiling. "Would that make me the new King of Hell? Or would I be the Queen of Hell now?" I asked smirking, one eyebrow raised up. "I guess so, Kasey: Queen of Hell, nice ring to it, don't you think?" He asked me grabbing my arm. I nodded my head yes. He snapped his fingers and we were in this abandoned looking building, "Welcome to Hell." He said triumphantly, "Minions!" He yelled and two guys and a girl ran up to him, "Jeremy, Ivan, Alex, make sure Miss Sullivan, is comfortable during her stay here. You'll be answering to me and her." He told the minions named Jeremy, Ivan, and Alex. "Right this way miss," Alex said walking forwards.

She led me to a room with a huge metal door, inside was a gigantic circular bed with blood red sheets and black pillow cases and a black and red bedspread, above the bed was a huge square mirror, in the right corner of the room was a wooden vanity, set with makeup, hair products, hair dryer and a curling iron and a white cushioned chair. In the left corner of the room was a "lounge spot", as the minions called it, it had a light grey couch, chairs to match and a brown coffee table. On the table was a laptop, and a couple of unused coffee cups with a coffee maker. Beside the bed on the wall was a dark oak wooden dresser, it had little metal knobs in the shape of horns on it, I smiled at how cute it was, it had all sorts of clothes in it, there was a average sized closet next to the dresser, it had dresses, shoes, jackets, and a bunch of other stuff in it. The walls were a dark grey color, and the floor was a light brown wooden stick-on pattern. The walls had weapons of all sorts, knives and guns, throwing stars and throwing knives. It had naked places with nothing on the wall at all. Pictures of Sam, Dean, Cas, Charlie, Chloe, and me can go up there! I thought. There was a bathroom in the corner of the room, it had a huge shower and a huge bathtub, and a marble sink. It had a white toilet in the corner of the bathroom. The room was grey too. There were black, white, and grey towels in there too.

I stood in awe and unbelief, all of this room was mine, I ran my fingertips on the top of the dresser and sighed. "You guys can go, I'll be fine. And um, if you could, can I have something to eat. What people eat though." I said walking to lay on the bed. "Alright, we'll tell Crowley your request." Jeremy said walking out behind Alex and Ivan.