An Angel In Hell (Dean X Reader)

Proposal

Just a quick warning: This chapter contains mild gore and torture. Just a warning. Thank you and enjoy!
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Sam looked down at his brother's body laying on the wooden floor, his torso covered in blood and his eyes still open. He Knelt down to hold Dean in his arms, tears began to stream down his face. "No." He sobbed. "No, Dean." He held His brother close in frustration, starring down at his green eyes as the light in them slowly faded.
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"HELP!" Dean yelled as another lightning strike boomed around him. It was cold and dark, nothing could be seen miles ahead except for millions and millions of chains surrounding Dean.
His body was covered in bruises and blood as 4 chains held his arms and legs apart. "HELP!" He yelled once again hoping to be heard above all the screams and thunder around him. "SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP." Dean continued to yell in frustration, his body aching as he attempted to free himself. "SAM!"
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" I would much like to see you seating next to it." Crowley said with a grin. You suddenly understood what he meant. " Y-you want me to be queen?" You said taking a step back. "You are certainly the right person for the job love." He said keeping his gaze on you. You felt a shiver run down your spine. Queen of hell? Me? What am I supposed to do? "I understand if you want to take some time to think about your final answer, but just so you know darling. If you refuse, you will be tortured just like the rest of the souls rotting out there!" He growled pointing to the window to the right of his throne. You walked up to it, seeing thousands of people screaming as they were being pulled by chains. Thunder roaring and the sky a gray black. You swallowed hard, turning towards Crowley.

"I understand, give me a week. I will let you know my answer then." You said looking down, scared to meet his gaze. He walked towards you, his hand moving up to slide a pice of hair behind your ear. "Alright then, you can go now. The rest of the day is yours." You nodded, walking out of the room and making your way through the corridors.

Queen of Hell?!?! Why me? Oh Luci I have a bad feeling about this. You bit your nails as you walked through the dark hallway, your thoughts being interrupted by a sudden scream coming from a room not far from where you were. You hid behind the edge of the hallway, peeking over the side. You heard the person scream once again, it was clearer this time. Curiosity took over you, making you walk up to the door where the scream seemed to be coming from.

You peeked through the little window on the door, seeing Alister, one of the demons in charge of torturing souls talking with someone as he was torturing them. The person Alister was talking to couldn't be seen, as he was standing right in front of them. He moved out of the way and towards the weapons table, allowing you to see the person.

It was a man, his body was covered in bruises, blood, and scars from all the torturing he had gone through. He had dirty blonde hair and  green eyes that were filled with pain and sadness. Something about this man made you feel attracted to him, it hurt you to see him this way. You only hoped he would be freed soon.

Suddenly, Alister picked up a knife from the weapons table. He admired it's sharpness for a split second before sliding it across the man's chest. The guy cried out in pain, only to get a laugh from Alister.

The torturing continued for what seemed like an eternity, until Alister was called to move into another room. You sighed, happy that the man would have a few moments to rest. Alister will be out any moment. You thought, turning around and sneaking behind the corner of the corridor. Alister's laughter echoed in the room as he punched the man one last time before stepping out.

You shivered as you watched Alister disappear around the far corner at the end of the hallway. You sighed, whipping the invisible sweat off your forehead. Alright coast is clear. Trying your best not to make any noise, you tiptoed towards the door where the mysterious man was. You peeked once again inside the window, seeing the man unconscious on his chair as his head hung down towards his chest. You took a deep breath, debating weather to go in or not. Curiosity got the best of you and before you knew it, you had turned the doorknob and the old door creaked open.