No Longer Will Darkness Prevail

"I'm Having Fun Though"

The wind of me falling whistled in my ears loudly.
"ASHLEY!" Dean yelled once more.
A scream didn't even get past my lips before I fell on top of one of the shelves.
I groaned in pain.
My whole body ached, but I don't think I broke anything.
I went to sit up, but I ended up falling off the top of the shelf.
A small yelp of surprise came from my lips.
I fell painfully on my right leg, pain shot through my ankle and foot.
"Damnit!" I yelled in pain.
"Ash!" I heard Dean yell for me.
"Ash?" Sam called out too.
I got up slowly and put little weight on my ankle.
Pain shot through it, but I was able to walk on it with the help of the shelves.
I knew that it wasn't broken.
I limped to where everyone sat.
When I came into view Tom looked at me in disbelief.
"How are you not dead?" He asked.
I grinned despite my pain.
"How did you allow yourself to get trapped?" I shot back.
He glared at me.
"Ash, you ok?" Dean asked concerned.
"Oh, I'm just peachy," I said grumpily.
He smiled.
"She's ok," He said.
I glared at him.
"Can you untie us, please?" Sam asked.
I nodded and limped towards them.
I could see that Dean was really concerned, but I just pushed all my thoughts away as I concentrated on not falling on my face.
A pain shot through my arm as I was pulled back.
Tom secured my arms painfully behind my back with one arm.
I struggled to get free, but he just tightened his grip.
I stopped struggling and whimpered in pain.
"You let her go!" Dean yelled.
Tom chuckled as he ran a finger down my arm.
I shuddered in disgust.
"Your definitely hot," He whispered in my ear.
Dean started struggling harder.
I moved my head away from him.
"A very nice body, too," He said.
His finger hooked under the strap of my tank top and he slipped it off my shoulder.
"What? Are you going to turn me into your sexual play toy?" I spat at him.
His chest shook slightly as he chuckled.
"I haven't had a play toy in a while," He said making the other strap fall.
I tore my shoulder away from his hand.
"It'll be torture for the three of you," He said.
I wanted to throw up.
"Though," He said. "I don't see how it'll be all that torturous to you, my dear."
"I don't see how you can be all that pleasurable when nobody wants to get with you," I said.
He chuckled lightly again.
"Everyone I've, pleasured, will tell you they liked it very much."
I laughed.
"Who would want to have sex with you?" I questioned.
"Quite a few women," He said snapping the strap of my tank top with his sharp fingernails.
"Count me out," I said.
My chest was heaving quickly with adrenalin and fear.
I was not about to be sexually harassed by a damn demon.
I struggled again, but he pulled my hair painfully.
I groaned in pain again.
Dean was still struggling with his binds and so was Sam.
"I kind of want to see more," Tom said running a finger across my stomach.
My heart was racing.
No, no, no, no!
He placed his finger at my shirt, right under my armpit. He dug his finger nail into my skin an pulled down.
I screamed in pain as he cut my skin open and my shirt down the side.
He stopped about half way down, and the top right side of my spaghetti strap fell forward, exposing half of my black bra and some of my stomach.
Blood was running out of the wound.
Thankfully, he didn't cut me deep.
No, he wanted to make me last.
"Get your filthy demon hands off her!" Dean yelled.
I looked at him through my hair.
"Or what?" Tom challenged.
"Trust me, you don't want to know," Dean growled.
Tom chuckled again.
"I'm having fun though," Tom said running a bloody finger across my chest.
I shuddered again.
He put his finger below my bra and his sharp finger nail dug into my skin.
I screamed again as he drug it to the side of my ribs.
This time the wound was deeper.
I tried calming my heart beat.
I would loose less blood if my heart wasn't beating as fast.
"Do you guys think she's still wearing too much?" Tom asked.
They said nothing.
Tom cut my jeans into pretty short, shorts, cutting my skin as he went.
This time I didn't scream.
"Come on," I said painfully. "Those were my favorite pair of jeans."
Tom chuckled.
"Always mange to crack a joke even when your in a life and death situation," He commented.
"Not a joke," I said. "Those were my favorite."
I felt my blood running down both my legs.
I felt my adrenalin running out from the lack of blood, my energy all together was running out, and my eyes were getting heavy.
"Ash, you stay awake," Dean said.
His voice made me open my eyes more.
I looked into his eyes.
He was begging me to not give up, not to give in.
"Oh, no, missy, we're just getting started," Tim hissed in my ear.
He pulled me closer to him.
My eyes went wide when I felt something hard press into my lower back.
Oh, God, was that..
No, it was the gun.
How to get it?
I got an idea.
I suddenly pulled myself forward and Tom quickly pulled me back.
I didn't care, I got the gun from my waistband.
It took a second for the guys to see the gun in my hand.
I slowly turned it around and they slightly shook there heads.
I moved it more towards me and they nodded.
I waited a second then squeezed the trigger.
I screamed in pain as the hot metal of the gun hissed against my bare hip.
Tom let go enough for me to turn around and punch him in the jaw.
He staggered back and I limped out of the devils trap.
"You little bitch," He growled.
"Wow, I've been called a bitch twice in one day," I said.
I limped over to the guys and grabbed my knife from my boot.
I cut the rope holding their hands together and handed them each a knife.
They cut the rope on their legs and stood up.
Dean immediately came to my side and helped me stand.
"Where are you keeping my brother?" I questioned.
He smirked.
"Why would I tell you that?" He asked.
"Because, if you don't I'm sending you to hell," I threatened.
"I doubt it," He said.
"Your the second demon to underestimate me," I said.
"Yeah, what happened to the first one?" He asked.
There was curiosity in his eyes.
"Down in hell somewhere, probably wishing she told me what I needed to know," I said smirking.
"Your lying," He said.
"Want to find out?" I asked.
He glared at me.
"Now, where's my brother?" I asked again.
He grinned.
I started saying the exorcism spell and he stared at me wide eyed.
"You'll never find him if I'm gone!" He yelled.
I kept saying the spell, not pausing.
I knew I would find him.
It might take a little longer, but I would find him.
I finished the spell and Toms body fell to the ground, not moving.
Sam went over to it and felt for a heart beat.
He looked back me Dean and I and shook his head.
I suddenly got very weak.
All the blood I lost and all my energy I lost from it, hit me all at once.
I fell to my knees, but Dean caught me first.
He picked me up and started running for the entrance.
"Sam, you drive!" I head Dean yell.
I noticed that it was dark outside now.
The stars twinkled above.
My eyes dropped slowly.
"Ashley, you keep those eyes open," Dean told me.