"I don't know what else you want me to do Dean, I've tried as hard as I can,"
"What if it didn't work, Sam? What if we're just gonna rot in here forever?"
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When Dean and Sam find themselves in a situation, Deans lover, Savy, has a dre...
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Bobby and I trudged through mud to a wooden door, buried in the muck. The sounds of voices, and cries came from under it. Bobby bent down and carefully lifted the door, and gestured towards it.
"Ladies first," He mumbled.
"Gee, thanks."
I climbed down the ladder, and Bobby followed. Inside, candles sat on a steel desk, their flames flickering. They formed an altar. It was moist and dank. The ground was a layer of cement and the walls were mossy.
I turned around the corner, gripping my blade. Dean and Sam had upgraded from the chains to being bound to platforms. I peeked around their room, catching sight of a woman organizing torture tools on a metal tray, she hummed a song, then picked up a scalpel. She went straight for Dean, a lengthy grin on her face.
"Wait for her to start talking," Bobby whispered.
I nodded.
She teased Deans arms with her weapon, and she giggled.
"No one's here to save you, huh, Dean-o?"
Dean-o? I thought, the word of it made my nose crinkle.
"Once your blood spills, it will be all over," She smiled.
Right as she was about to carve into him, I stepped out of hiding.
"Hey! Do I really gotta kill another one of you bitches?" I said, which made all eyes turn to me.
She immediately hissed at me and charged in my direction, her reaction set off another 2 demons who stomped towards Bobby.
The demon grasped towards me and I sliced her hand. She winced in pain as her wound sizzled. It only made her more angry, though. She growled, and pinned me in the corner. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dean, he looked relieved after he cheated death once again.
I spun around and wrapped my arm around her neck, I held her close and sliced her neck open. She spewed blood, and fell to the floor. Bobby was behind me, panting above two dead demons. His machete dripped blood.
He gestured towards Sam and Dean just as I turned around, a demon came out of no where. It was the one from my dreams. She flicked her finger in my direction, knocking my knife across the room.
She cocked her head and smiled.
"What are you gonna do about it?" She taunted.
Bobby lunged in her direction, and she sent him hurling backwards. While she distracted herself with him, I drew my gun, which I had actually forgot I had.
