"He's coming," Sam whispered in awe as Dean held onto his shirt. He gazed at Dean, his eyes seemingly saying I'm sorry. Dean looks back at his brother and then at the hole forming in the floor. He reached to pull Sam away, but a flash of black caught his eye. Dean stares into the epitome of evil itself. The red eyes of Satan himself call to him to take back his mantle of power. To be the Destroyer of the Destroyed. To be the mortal who dared defy Lucifer himself to then become his most valuable weapon.
Dean broke his gaze with the demonic overlord of Hell and gripped his brother's hand.
Then it began with the screams. The screams and the blood, his salty sweat pouring from his body in the heat of the fires of Hell. This was the center of his Lord's domain where Lucifer kept the most wicked and corrupt. Only the most vile of creatures resided in this heart. Lucifer watched his pet work skillfully with the blade. The victim howled as the Torturer once had.
"Dean."The human, once noble and compassionate, lifted his head--eyes
( ... )
Dean broke his gaze with the demonic overlord of Hell and gripped his brother's hand.
Then it began with the screams. The screams and the blood, his salty sweat pouring from his body in the heat of the fires of Hell. This was the center of his Lord's domain where Lucifer kept the most wicked and corrupt. Only the most vile of creatures resided in this heart. Lucifer watched his pet work skillfully with the blade. The victim howled as the Torturer once had.
"Dean."The human, once noble and compassionate, lifted his head--eyes ( ... )
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