Strength - DeanxReader

Chapter 12: A Taste Of Both

Dean stumbled back in disbelief, his forest green eyes widening before he hit the door of the dungeon, his hands fumbling with the doorknob to open it a crack to yell out for Sam.
"What's wrong, Dee? Is there something on my face?" You questioned before breaking the warded handcuff that kept your arms confined to the chair with a snap.
"Sammy! Castiel!" Dean cried out before the door slammed shut with a flick of your wrist, making the Winchester brother practically shake in front of you.
You chuckled sardonically before speaking. "They can't help you now, Dean Winchester. It's just you and me, so why don't you step a little closer?"
You yanked him forward using your powers until his face was just over the demon trap.
"Why don't we spend a little..... quality time.. together." You whispered in his ear before kissing his neck, trailing across his jaw line as he avoided your eyes and struggled against your powers.
"How are you doing this?" He growled at you, trying to deny the pleasure he felt of feeling your lips on his skin.
"Oh you know... the big guys up and downstairs couldn't decide what the mark should do to (y/n),so they said hey, why not give her a taste of both." You replied, smirking in front of him.
"Get out of her!" Dean yelled at you before reciting the exorcism chant.
"You done yet, pretty boy? Cuz this is all me, your loving (y/n), in the flesh."
You both heard Sam yell out from behind the door, followed by Castiel appearing behind dean, his powers battling yours against pulling him out of your grasp.
"You know what... I think I'm done." You said in your most angelic voice ever, surprising both men before letting your powers drop. Dean swung behind Castiel and he pushed the Winchester through the doors, closing them behind.
"I promise you Castiel, I will kill you. All three of you in fact." You said, grinning to yourself.
"I will not hesitate to send you back where you belong. No matter what Dean says." He grumbled back to you, before you smiled and waved, teleporting out of the Bunker before he could get his hands on you.
Cas stood bewildered before both the tall men came stumbling through the door, looking around for you but finding nothing.
"She's too powerful Dean.. if you find her.. I need to smite her. There's nothing else we can do." Castiel said emotionless, flying out while missing the tear that escaped the older brothers eyes.
You had to die.
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That was a month ago.
You had been traveling all the places you had wished to go, smiting a few angels and demons here and there, but mostly just enjoying yourself. You tried to make a trail for team free will to find you, but it seems they were too dumb to follow.
That was until now.
You stood in the streets of Tokyo, Japan at midnight. Rain poured down from the sky, leaving you and your enemy soaked, standing face to face as you tried to kill each other.
"Nice to see you again, Dean" You said, winking.
They lunged at you, not before you could draw your angel blade.
"It's on."
(Time skip because ya boi is too lazy to write the battle scene)
You pulled Dean in close, quickly drawing your angel blade and stabbing him in the side. He let out a groan and a gasp of breath as his brother and best friend screamed out his name. He could have sworn your eyes turned back to their (y/e/c) state.
You had no time to react before you felt cold hands on your skull and a blade through your heart, your mind feeling like it was being ripped a million different ways.
You let out a blood curdling scream as the two brothers watched your eyes flicker in between your natural and red eyes. Allowing the white hot pain to coarse through your body, you fell limp, right into Deans arms as he lay on the wet concrete
"(Y-y/n), he stuttered out, hoping your eyes would blink, open up and you would be back to your snarky but human self.
But they didn't.
Instead he watched as the blood looked around your chest and the rain splashed across your face, the bright Tokyo signs flashing colors of red and white on all four of your figures.
The rain disguised his tears. He didn't know how much he cared about you until now. Despite all the shit you pulled at the Bunker and on hunts, he didn't want you gone.
"Come on, Dean. She's gone." Sam pleaded with his brother after 10 minutes had passed of him staring at your lifeless figure.
You had died.
But what everyone fears wasn't that you were gone, but what would happen to you. The torment on your soul....
Would you ever be able to come back?

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Yooooooo i want to apologize profusely for leaving you on that big ass cliff hanger last time. I promise I'm gonna try and update more if that's what you want, and I wanna thank those who vote on this for keeping me updating. Y'all are the best.

Until next time,
The Writer.