Angel's daughter

Chapter 4

I pulled against the ropes cutting off the circulation in my wrists. My feet slamming the ground as I tried to push myself up from the chair,

"Hurry it up. No doubt the Winchesters will be hot on her heels" Crowley said to the other demon, "I need her heart intact" He closed the door shut and I watched the demon in silence turn back to me,

"Too busy to do it himself?" The demon mumbled, "Off on more human blood" He picked up a weird looking blade. I've seen it before when I was chased by them. They all had one. It wasn't a straight edged blade, there was a raised ridge on one side, sort of like a separate edge altogether. I could only imagine the pain of being stabbed with one. But I don't think I need to imagine anymore, he was coming towards me with it. I pulled at the restraints again, flattening myself to the back of the chair. He's going to kill me. He's going to rip out my heart. I yelled as loud as I could at him but he kept coming closer. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see it. I scratched at the wooden arms of the chair and when I felt a burning in my chest, my legs instinctively shot out, hitting something solid right in front of me, "Dammit" I opened my eyes to let tears escape as my screams got louder. The demon was bent over, holding the knife now covered in blood. I looked down at my chest and saw blood soaking into my denim jacket. I grabbed the wood arms below my hands and shook the chair, trying to break it. Anything, just to get free but nothing worked. I don't want to die. No, I don't want to die. The demon approached again and I kicked out, trying to keep him away. He lunged at me with his blade, I just moved my leg out of the way, "Listen kid. I can make this quick or drag this out"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, I was beginning to notice a high pitched noise accompanying my scream. It grew louder but then stopped as my scream quietened. I had to stop screaming as I ran out of air and the demon looked down at me,

"I can make this really painful for you. Now shut up and sit still and this will be over soon" I narrowed my eyes at him, surprisingly I didn't feel fear. My chest burned in pain and a fire ignited in my stomach. My jaw clenched. I won't die today. He got close again and a voice that I didn't recognise came from my throat. It was so full of hate and spite. I'd been angry before but this was something completely new. The demon plunged his dagger into my chest again and instead of screaming in pain, I growled at him,

"You are dead. I will kill you" The high pitched noise grew louder and I stamped my foot down again before headbutting him while his face was close. He stumbled back again, holding his nose as blood gushed out of it,

"You little bitch" The demon plunged his blade into my leg and I screamed again. This time the window behind me exploded, glass everywhere. I saw a crack climb the wall next to me, breaking up the graffiti that was recently sprayed on it. The door burst open and another demon came in,

"What the hell are you doing?"

"She keeps lashing out" The first grumbled,

"Did you expect her to sit still? Tie down her legs and shut her up before the angels hear her" The second demon shoved a cloth in my mouth while the first tied my legs to the chair. I kicked out, spitting out the gag and clipping the top of his head with my foot. I couldn't keep struggling, they were stronger than me. They tied me down and tied the gag around my head. The demon pulled his blade from my leg and my scream just came out muffled. I had to close my eyes. I had nothing left to defend myself. Not even my screams could be heard. And I screamed a lot. I screamed curses, threats. Nothing sounded clear enough,

"Dad help me" I found myself screaming more and more. The dagger dug deeper into my chest, cutting down to my heart. I was gonna die. Nothing could stop them. Please stop them. I thought the pain was lessening but I realised now I was just getting weaker. Too weak to react to it as much. My hands still grabbed the arms but I'd stopped screaming. I was dying, wasn't I? After what felt like hours, the blade stopped. My head fell forward, limply. Noises. Noises down the hall. Their footsteps moved away, no one was holding my shoulders now. I couldn't hold my head up anymore, my lungs were burning. Everything was burning. I'm so warm. I'm so tired. My jaw relaxed against the gag and for the first time, I realised how hard I was biting down on it. More noises came closer, the two demons went out the door ahead of me to the noises. It sounded like a scuffle but I can't know. I can't open my eyes. The sounds stopped very suddenly or maybe I blacked out. It didn't sound very long for a fight. There was silence. Door creak. The door opened. The gag was pulled down and I heard the ropes being cut from my arms and legs before I was shook,