Not a Helpless Cheerleader

Ugly Duckling

Two days, thats how long the demons kept the boys strung up and took turns torturing them. Dean kept thinking how this was nothing compared to what he endured in hell, but watching Sam get hurt had him near his breaking point. He was supposed to protect his brother and here he was watching while some demon bitch carved designs into his side like she was a damn artist making a masterpiece.

The door opened and the head of this demon shit storm walked in looking like an excited kid on christmas eve. "Good Evening! How are we doing here? Everyone comfortable? Can I get anyone any snacks?" The demon currently carving into Sam stopped and stepped to the back of the room.

Even though he was covered in blood and fading in and out of conciouness Dean smirked at the man standing before him, "I thought you'd never ask, whats a guy gotta do to get a burger around here?"

CRACK

The sound of Deans head snapping back from the blow he received was loud enough to echo throughout the room. Black dots started to form around his vision but he made himself hold back any sign of weakness. "You just don't get it do you Dean. Its over, your finished. You and your brother won't be causing us demons anymore trouble. Today we are going to finally put you two down like the dogs you are and this time there won't be any coming back. I'm gonna make damn sure your bodies are burned and the ashes scattered all over this planet. And then I'm going to make sure your souls are put in the darkest corners of hell so no one will ever find you." The demon smirked and noticed the touch of fear that seemed to show in Dean and Sams eyes if only for a moment.

"Now, the question remains. Who would like to go first?" The demon slowly walked around the guys and pretended to be deep in thought. "I believe in order to make this even more fun we should take the younger brother first. What do you think of that Dean? Feel like watching the life drain from your brothers eyes?" Now Dean was pissed, he struggled hard against his binding, "You son of a bitch! If you do anything I swear I will hunt you down and show you every little trick Alistaire taught me!"

The demon smirked and walked up to Dean standing inches from his face "I don't believe you will, because after little Sammy goes, its your turn big brother." The demon brought his right hand up and began making a fist. Suddenly Sam began to make choking noises and struggle more against his rope. Dean began to panic and watched as his brother struggled to breathe.

"Hold up, why wasn't I invited to the party? I'm starting to feel like the ugly duckling at the dance." Everyone turned towards the new voice at the front of the room. The demon stopped choking Sam, seemingly surprised by the intrusion. "Well, if it isn't the Winchesters pet. Come to rescue your friends Y/N? I'm afraid your a little late, we've had so much fun already. But your just in time for the grand finale."

Sam looked at you with hope and a small smile, Dean on the other hand had a million emotions showing in his eyes. Surprise, worry, anger, fear, and something else you couldn't really put your finger on. The demon walked around the guys to stand a few feet in front of you. "May I ask how exactly you got into our little playhouse? I'm sure I left quite a few comrades outside."

You pulled out your demon knife and pretended to clean your nails with it. "Oh you mean the ten dead demons i left laying in your front yard? Yeah they pretty much suck at their job, you really should find better help."

For a second the demons eyes flashed with uncertainty but he quickly recovered, "Very impressive, your definitely a skilled hunter. I wonder though, can you take on all of us with just one knife?" The demon smirked at you thinking he had you right where he wanted you.

You laughed and held up the knife, "Oh this? Nah I just needed this for effect, what really gets me going is this," you put the knife back in your boot and reached behind you pulling out your 9 mm. The demon laughed and every other demon in the room joined it. "For a hunter your not very smart honey, demons can't be killed with bullets. Sorry to burst your bubble."

Dean and Sam both looked at you with confused expressions. You knew this, what was your game? You looked to the head demon and faked a fearful expression, "Y-you mean nothing will happen if I do this?" With that you aimed to your left and shot the closest demon in the head. An orange light glowed through the bullet hole and his body dropped to the floor. Every demon in the room froze and stared at the body of thier fallen friend. "Oh, yeah thats right i may have created some handy dandy angel blade bullets. Sorry about your friend, such a shame." You smirked.

 The demon leader turned back to you and growled, "Kill her!"

At this point every demon in the room moved towards you, "Whoa man hold on, one at a time! I know i'm the cool new toy but a girls got her standards. One dance partner per song!"

With that three demons started running toward you, you took your stance and grinned, "Have it your way then." You quickly raised your weapon and fired five rounds, two missed but the other three hit their intended targets and all three demons fell to the ground. You looked up at the rest of the group, "Next?"

While you had the attention of the demons Cas showed up behind the boys and cut them both free. After hanging for so long and losing so much blood they were both unsteady on their feet and leaned on a nearby table for support. The boys watched as you cut down four more demons with your gun before it jammed. Deans eyes widened when he realized you were in trouble, there were still ten demons and theres was no way you could take them all on. The head demon seemed to realize this as well and ran straight for you.

In seconds he had you pinned to the wall, his hand tight around your throat and your feet dangling off the floor. "You thought you could just walk in here and take on all of us? You may be a good hunter but your sure aren't the smartest." With that he slammed you up against the wall and squeezed tighter making you gasp. Your eyes met Deans across the room and you saw the panic in his eyes and knew what he was thinking. You knew you had to act fast if he and Sam were going to make it out alive.

"Actually, " you rasped out. "I'm just getting started."

Grabbing his arm with both your hands and using it as leverage you swung your legs up and wrapped them around his neck. Squeezing as tight as you could you rolled your body until you both fell to the ground and you fipped him over onto his back. Holding him down with your legs you pulled the knife from your boot and stabbed him in the chest. The usual orange glow showed beneath his skin and then his eyes went blank. Breathing hard you stood up and looked around at the remaining demons surrounding you. "Alright, now don't everyone volunteer at once. And I would just like to say before we get started, CAS NOW!"

On your signal Cas grabbed hold of both Winchesters and zapped them back to the bunker. The last thing they saw was every demon left running towards you at once. Dean and Sam were both shocked looking around at their new surroundings. "What the hell Cas we can't leave her there!" Dean yelled. Cas touched both of thier foreheads and healed them. Immediately they both felt stronger and ready to fight, "Okay Cas now take us back, we have to help Y/N!" Sam said.

"I cannot do that, the plan was to get you both out and then go back to assist her. I must go but her orders were to leave you both here to keep you safe." Cas said turning to go. Deans face turned red and he began yelling, "Dammit Cas if you don't" With the sound of wings Cas was gone.

Both men just stood there staring at the spot the angel had been seconds before. Sam turned to his brother and could see the worry and anger in his face. Dean ran his hands over his face and through his hair, "DAMMIT!"