13X14~Good Intentions
"Nothing from the girl."
That was what you heard as you found your surroundings immediately changing. The angel Zachariah was standing in front of you. You stepped back in fear, almost falling down due to the feeling of your body discombobulated.
"Take her away." Michael ordered and you were immediately grabbed by two angels.
"No! Let me go!" You screamed, kicking in the air. Your eyes fell on Jack, who was still in a trance. "JACK! Jack wake up!"
Zachariah turned to Michael. "Commander, she is of no use to us, compared to the half breed-"
Michael raised a hand, silencing Zachariah. He made eye contact with the two angels, signalling to take you away.
You did your best to swing yourself forward to be able to kick the angel in front of you. But the restraint of the two angels were too strong, and you were too weak to fight back. You screamed for Jack, but nothing would snap him out. Out of breath, you gave up as you were dragged into a cell. More like thrown into it.
The door slammed shut, darkness quickly becoming your only company. It was a cold, dirty and empty cell. You had a major headache, your ears were ringing no matter how hard you clapped your hands over them.
You looked around the cell, searching every corner for any object but unfortunately there was none. Your angel blade had been taken away. You needed something sharp, sharp enough to draw blood.
You wanted to draw an angel banishing sigil. Although uncertain it would work with an archangel, it would definitely work with the other angels. It was the only escape plan that you could think of and with nothing to help you achieve it drove you paranoid.
You were also twitching uncontrollably from the trance, or torture as you would like to call it, from Michael and Zachariah.
They were trying to break me... But I didn't...
The nightmares they gave you quickly swarmed your mind.
*flashback*
You were in the middle of nowhere - no. No, you recognised the place. It was the place where you first woke up with no idea where and how you were there.
You did the same thing you did before, you followed the road where you would soon find the police station, where you met Jack and the Winchesters.
However, you never made it to the station. You reached a dead end. When you turned back, the road was gone. Darkness quickly consumed you, but not before a light source formed in front of you. Jack, Sam and Dean stood at the light source.
Your hand reached out to them, but an invisible wall prevented you from advancing. Slowly, the invisible wall morphed into a mirror, where the three boys stood in the reflection.
"Guys?" You called out, touching the glass.
In the blink of an eye, they disappeared. All you saw was yourself in the mirror. Suddenly, they appeared behind you.
"Do you think we like you, Y/N?" Sam asked mockingly.
"Like I said before, you're just extra cargo." Dean said with arms crossed.
"You're nothing to me." Jack said. "You're not family."
And they went on and on, it was exactly what you feared the most. Losing your family, being alone again, being rejected.
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Jack Kline (Supernatural) Imagine
FanfictionWelcome to my first Imagine! The title pretty much says it. You are a character in season 13 where you meet the Winchesters and Jack. Note that this is not an imagine where you're a sister of the Winchesters or even close to being a hunter. You are...