Daddy's Little Demon
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  • Parts 6
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  • Reads 150
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 6
  • Time 51m
Ongoing, First published Jan 28, 2016
Mature
In a world where the supernatural are real, the daughter of a powerful demon is almost killed by two of hell's most wanted. After a lifetime of living with a disappointed father, she allows the pair to 'imprison' her, hoping that she could be the one to bring them to their knees.

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"-And the day you make me proud, will be the day hell falls apart," came the cruel unsettling words of her father, his deep gravelly voice sending shivers down her spin. He was the only thing that could make her shake in her designer Italian boots. He was the only thing that could make her cower in fear.

"Then hell is already doomed," she spat, her tone fiery and filled with the sweet taste of venom as she turned to walk away. Looking over her shoulder, her eyes fixated on red evil orbs. "And I have a present for you".
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Dean stood over her grinning, savoring the crisp screams around him as the young girl clenched her jaw and squeezed her eyes shut. The demon was carving a bracelet in her wrist with lined cuts. It looked like bloody war paint. In all the ways that the green-eyed demon had torn her soul to shreds, this was different, yet she didn't question it long and closed her eyes again, biting her tongue to not giving him the satisfaction of her screams. "I got bored", the damned man said, she could hear a shrug in his low voice and ignored it, entering her thoughts again. "Thought I'd draw a bit", he laughed. Max breathed in slightly and felt ash fill her lungs and then escape back into hell, realizing that any pain was gone. Still, she opened her eyes to see Dean staring at her wildly, incredulously. His mouth was slightly open and his hands, still holding the blade hung slightly at his side as he stared at her incredulously. She didn't care though, she turned her head to look away from the man, feeling her burned flesh grow agitated at the motion, but it felt like nothing more than a tickle against the agony that she knew would only stop momentarily. She looked back at him, expecting another snicker or the feeling of metal clotting her veins once again but saw instead Dean with wild eyes darting up and sideways. He looked vulnerable, he looked human. That's when she heard a quiet voice, gruff in nature but gentle. "Hello, Dean" she heard it whisper and she looked up at it as Dean fell to his knees, ears pouring blood. A hand reached down to him grabbing his shoulder roughly and he looked over at her, terrified. " Maxine!" Dean shouted and grabbed her arm only slightly above her elbow and she woke up in the woods, alone, with a soft whisper of a voice still ringing in her ears, "Dean Winchester is saved along with another, we must find Maxine Byrne."
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"Millie get your bags! We have to leave in an hour!" I yelled to my six year old. "Coming mommy!" She yelled. I smiled as I shook my head and grabbed my keys. "When will daddy be home?" Millie asked as she walked up to me. "Later tonight, now we don't want to be later our first day back to school do we?" I asked as I kissed her forehead. She shook her head no and I smiled as I hugged her. I quickly drove her to school and smiled as I watched her walk inside. Buzz I looked at my phone and answered it as I watched my daughter. "Harry here." I said softly. "Harry... it's Sam.... I need your help." A soft voice said. I sometimes wish I hadn't answered that call, because if I hadn't of answered it... I wouldn't have been forced to leave my only source of happiness. I wouldn't be forced to leave the man I love and my little girl. WARNING THIS IS NOT FOR PEOPLE UNDER AGE SIXTEEN!!! Torture Death Monsters Inappropriate language