Taken, Forgotten, Found

Chapter 1

Sam, Dean and I were hunting a Leviathan. We knew that Dick was the head Leviathan we just didn't know how to kill it. While we hunting the son of a bitch Crowley appeared in front of me. My stupid ass had the idea of us splitting up to cover more ground to look for the Leviathan. "Hello Colt" Crowley said, a hint of pride in his voice "What do you want you bitch?" I asked, I was in a hurry. "You, I know what your brothers will do to try to get you back...if they can find you" Crowley winked at me, he then turned away from me to get a blade, which type? No idea but I took this as an advantage and booked it, I looked for Dean and Sam. I saw Sam but one of Crowleys demons had him, a knife pressed against his neck. Another one came over to Sam with Dean, holding him at gun point. I made a move to go to them but Crowleys lingering voice stopped me "I wouldn't move Colt, if you move I can have them dead in seconds" I turned and looked at him. "Alright...let them go and I'll go with you...you bastard" I mutter the last part under me breath. "No!" I heard Dean yell. Sam just had that scared look in his eyes that I always hated. Crowley sighed "Let them go boys, we have what we came for" The demons let them go and I gave them all my weapons except a blade with our initials carved into the handle 'D.W, S.W, and C.W' I turned to Crowley and took a deep breath "Let's go" I took one last look at my brothers, who knows if and when I'll see them ever again, then everything went dark.

I woke up in a dark church, kinda unexpected considering I was being held hostage by the king of hell. Crowley came over to me, I heard footsteps coming from behind him but no one came in after him. "Hello Colt, how was your little nap?" "Fine you bitch" I spat at him. He had a look on his face that scared me but I hid it under a blank expression. Crowley, on the other hand, had a smirk on his face before I felt a cold, hard hand strike my face. It stung, Crowley had punched me. I sighed and decided to be a dumb ass "That all you got? Bitch!" Crowley gave me a look only the king of hell could give someone. He took out a blade and cut me, slowly across my chest. I just let him, I had already given up the fact that I would ever be saved or rescued. The footsteps in the distance started again and someone came over to me. The person had a mask on, which was covering the entirety of his face. When the man unmasked himself a familiar face was unmasked "Hello Colt, remember me?"