Zandriel (POV)
I look around the room with pursed lips and raised eyebrows at the hunters and angels who were all eying me up seriously. I start biting on one of my long nails and look at Dean Winchester who is the only one looking down at his gun and cleaning it out. My eyes flashed darkly as he looked up at me casually without a speck of fear in his eyes. I wonder..."Dean, will you follow me for asecond?" I ask him, standing up suddenly and he raises an eyebrow before nodding sceptically and slowly standing up. Castiel grabbed his sleeve and shook his head quickly but Dean just patted his hand in comfort and followed me out of the crowded living room.
"What's up?" He asked as we were out of earshot. I walked out of the front doors and shut it behind him before answering him.
"Fight for me." I tell him and he grimaces and shakes his head.
"No."
"Why?"
"Because I kill the things that are in your army Zandriel, demons, vampires, werewolves, wraths and monsters like that, I've killed them all." Dean says bluntly and I smile at him.
"Point taken, but.... If you were one of those monster-"
"What?" Dean shouted suddenly and shook his head at me before backing away slowly with his hands raised. "I'd never become one of those that I kill."
"Just think about it Dean, one day you're going to die- probably a slow and painful death and Castiel is going to live on for hundreds and thousands of years. If you turn into one of that in which you kill, you could be with him forever." I smirk at him, manipulating him into my doing.
"I don't believe you. If I turn into a monster I wouldn't even love Castiel anymore and I will not risk everything we have just to help you in some angel vs demon war. I fight for the angels, which is final."
"Have you met the angels recently, Dean?" I ask him, looking at my dark red fingernails casually and leaning back on the wall. "They're not what you remember. Do you want to know the real reason why my little brother fell? The reason why Lucifer fell was because he loved God too much. He loved him with all of his heart and suddenly God stopped loving his angels and started loving you hairless apes instead. Have some sympathy Dean, who is the real monster here? The angels that kicked their own brother out of hell or the brother that just wanted to be loved by his father?"
"I'm not getting this whole sympathy act, Zee. Look, I've known you for a very long time and if you were good I'd follow you until the ends of the earth but the fact is you're not good. You're evil, you're manipulative... you're a frickin' psychopath."
"I'm not a psychopath I'm a high functioning-"
"Don't you dare use a Sherlock reference on me." He snarls and I laugh loudly.
"Alright, so-oo-orry!" I say sarcastically and walk closer to him. "Just, think about what I said. If you were a demon you'd be powerful, you'd be strong and you'd also have the chance to save Castiel just like he can save you. You will understand once you go on a hunt with him."
"I won't think about what you said because there is no goddamn way I'm turning into a demon." He turns to leave but before he goes I shout out;
"You're cursing God see, you're already halfway there." With that he walks back into Bobby's house and slams the door in my face. "You can come out now?"
"Why are you trying toget the Winchester to become a demon?" Asks my husband, appearing out of thin air and walking overtome sceptically.
"Because he's one of the best hunters in the world, him and his brother are the last men of letters and I want him." I say, smiling sweetly at him and clicking on a lighter whilst playing with the flame.
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