Two brothers by blood. Two sisters by chance. Both fighting for the same cause, they find themselves conjoined into the same twisted fate. Whether they choose to kill for it or to die for it.
It'd been a month since Zee had disappeared, and we'd assumed she'd died, just like Dean had. Now it was just Sam and I. We still talked to Bobby, and Zee's friend Flora. But we hardly ever hunted anymore. Just settled down and avoided any other catastrophe-like situations.
Sam and I would occasionally visit Dean's gravestone. We'd cry, feel guilty, then head back home.
That was like a routine. I didn't know how lonely it'd be without them here. But it certainly was.
(ZEE POV)
I'd been put in a cell next to Dean's, this hadn't been part of the deal, but I'd do whatever I could to bring Dean home. I was tortured too, and I'd had at least ten new cuts, bruises, or burns on my body at the end of every day.
I'd put up with this for 10 years. And I knew that someday we'd be free to leave. Hours after my final torture session, Crowley came to my cell and unchained me, I rubbed my wrists because they were in so much pain. And he smirked at me.
"Zee. I'm giving you a little gift."
I turned around as Crowley grabbed my hand and I winced and groaned in pain as my eyes started to burn and my head throbbed. Dean yelled at Crowley to stop from his cell and when he did I held my head, and opened my eyes, blinking to regain vision. Dean looked at me from his cell bars, and told me my eyes were a silvery red.
I gasped in shock, but before I could ask Crowley questions, he was already gone.
Then, a demon I'd grown up with, opened up my cell door. She had a wide grin on her face, and some torture devices on a little cart.
"What do you want Kara?"
I groaned and she handed me the weapons.
"What are these for?"
She smirked, biting her lip. I'm guessing she got joy out if something she'd come here to do. Then Kara pointed to Dean's cell.
"Do the honors, Zeeriana."
My eyes widened, and I dropped the weapons she'd given me.
"No! Why the fuck would I do that!"
"We had a deal Zee. You want him to stay here?"
"I don't want to torture him either!"
I could hear Dean's voice from the next cell.
"Zee. Just do it."
I walked over to the iron bars that formed a semi-window and glared.
"No! I won't... I can't. I..."
I heaved a sigh, turning to look at Kara. My silvery red eyes showed a glare.
"Kara... Torture me. Do it. I know you wanted to ever since we were kids."
Kara held a smirk, twirling a knife in-between her fingers.
"Oh I was hoping you'd say that."
I turned and gave a smile to Dean, and he looked at me, his face was full of worry and he didn't want me to do it. I didn't want it anymore than he did but I'd do whatever necessary.
(Le POV change/Alice)
I brushed my teeth and put on a red tank top and black sweatshorts.(are those a thing?). I went to go check on Sam, and he was laying in his bed asleep. Thrashing and jerking around. He was sweating and crying, and kept repeating the words no, stop, and Dean.
A nightmare. I've had several before, and I'd always been traumatized soon after. I immediately laid down in Sam's bed, wrapping my arms around him in an embrace, he heaved a heavy sigh as he felt the warmth of my body and he finally calmed down, then I fell asleep.
These are gonna be some long ass days without Zee and Dean. I don't know how long we can keep at it.
