Authors Note: I know it's been a while but hopefully I'm back. I'm hoping. We'll just have to see what happens with life and those nasty curve balls. This is something similar I did while role playing but I'm changing it up a little. Same general idea but changed up a little.
If I get enough people who ask for it, I might write the prequel. There will be more chapters to this too!
Word Count: 1,522
Rating: T
Warnings: Suggestions to torture
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Dean rolled across the ground trying to get away. He popped up looking for a way out of this cave. He was somewhere and it all looked familiar to him. He tried to put his finger on it but he didn't have enough time. Before he could think of where he was, he was slammed into the wall. He grunted as he made contact with the hard surface. There was a hand around his throat and someone in his face. The person in his face was blonde and male. Dean recognized him immediately. The male moved so he was the only thing Dean could see. "I bet you're wondering why I have you."
"For tea? 'Cuz you know everyone loves tea time," Dean remarked. Which was a mistake as he felt the fingers tighten around his throat.
"That was a mistake," The man hissed into his ear. Dean felt the air being sucked out of his lungs. He struggled for a breath as he heard the man laughing in his ear. "You want to make it through this, I suggest you keep your mouth closed. Got it?"
Dean would have answered if he wasn't seeing black spots. He tried to gasp for a breath but found he couldn't. He tried again and felt the blackness over taking him. The man sighed and shoved Dean farther into the wall, "I want an answer. Answer me you piece of shit!" Dean tried to answer but his throat was closed up.
Suddenly Dean found himself on the ground gasping for a breath. The black was slowly fading away to see the males face in front of his again. He really wanted to hurt this SOB. "Did you hear me? Answer me you piece of shit."
"I thought you…wanted me… to keep my mouth closed," Dean gasped rubbing his throat.
The males face went from being emotionless to have furry written across it. "You haven't learned your lesson have you?" The male picked Dean up by the collar and held him in the air with his feet suspended above the ground. Dean wrapped his hands around the males wrists trying to pry free. "Must I remind you what I am?" The males eyes flickered to black. "I thought you would have known from our last encounter. Which by the way, I really didn't like."
Suddenly, Dean was pinned against the wall again unsure how he got there. One moment he was suspended in the air and the next he was being crushed into the wall. "You almost killed me, your tortured me for hours. Now I'm going to get my revenge." Dean felt a sense of dread wash over him. He had tortured this guy for hours trying to get Sam's location. It was the only way to find his brother. After what Dean had done to the demon, he was honestly scared of what the demon would do to him.
"What? You're afraid to give Mr. Aym an answer Deano?" Dean was shoved into the wall and he felt the wall give and crack creating an imprint of himself like in the cartoons. He grunted as he felt the pressure of digging into the wall.
"I'm not afraid to answer, you son va bitch," Dean grunted. "I know what I did to you and I don't regret it one bit."
Aym titled his head back and let out a roaring laugh. He laughed for a couple of minutes before looking back at Dean "Don't you get it you little ant? You will regret what you did. After I'm done with you." Aym pulled a knife from his pocket and began twirling it in his fingers.
He looked at the knife and then back at Dean. "I'm going to start with where you started with me." Aym slowly moved the knife to Deans side cutting his clothes. Aym stopped the blade right beneath Dean's ribcage. Aym looked at Dean and smiles "I'm going to start right here." With that, Aym plunged the blade into Deans side.
Dean cried out as the blade punctured his side. He felt the hot sensation of blood pour out and his skin burn in pain. He grinded his teeth together to stop from yelling out again. He didn't want to show Aym that it actually hurt him. "That's all you got?"
Aym chuckled. "Oh that's just the beginning Deano. This is nothing compared to what you're going to feel soon pretty boy."
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Dean attached to the wall panting, bleeding, and in pain. He wanted out. He wanted out more than anything right now. He wanted to be back in the Impala with Sam traveling the back roads through the night. But that couldn't happen right now. He needed to figure a way out of here. He couldn't do that anytime soon if he didn't get down. It was going to be hard to get away considering he was pinned to the wall with wires that were digging and cutting into his wrists. Along with the wires, he had lacerations, deep cuts, puncture wounds, slash marks, and several other wounds all over his body. His collarbone was broken and his left leg. He wasn't sure how he was going to get out of this one.
He limply pulled at the wires and it only resulted them digging into his skin even more. He grunted and left himself going light headed. He lowered his head as he left his eyes closing again he needed to stay awake. If he didn't, he may not wake up. No… Stay awake… dammit…
…Sammy…
Dean struggled to stay awake. He tried his hardest but it wasn't working for him. He tried to lift his head back up but it wouldn't move. It felt like dead weight hanging there. Dean let out a frustrated growl as he slipped back under the black water.
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"Rise and shine pretty boy," Aym purred in Deans ear.
He didn't want to wake up. He wanted to stay asleep for the rest of eternity. Dean opened his eyes slowly. Once his eyes were open, everything was blurry. Like he had lost too much blood and he couldn't see straight. He moaned feeling the pain from all the wounds and broken bones. "S'mmy…" Dean moaned again like it would summon his brother here.
Aym chuckled. "Your precious little brother isn't here right now. What are you going to do without him? There's no one to save you. There's no one here at all. He doesn't even know how much pain you're in." Aym paused and leaned the tip of the knife against Dean's cheek. "Oh you know what we could do? Why don't we give your brother a call?"
Dean shook his head. No, he didn't want to call Sam. He wanted Sam to find him but he didn't want to Sam to hear how bad he was. Aym dug through his pocket. "Ah, here it is," He pulled the phone out and slowly opened it going through his contacts. "Let's see… ah… here he is… Sam." Aym smirked and pressed the send button.
"Dean?" Sam's voice crackled through the air like a lightning bolt during a thunderstorm.
"Why hello there Sammy. I have Dean with me right now." Aym said, grinning darkly. Dean wanted to take the phone away from the psycho bitch that was in front of him. He wanted to snatch the phone right out of his bloody hands.
"Where are you?" Sam growled back into the phone.
"Would you like to speak to your brother?" Aym ignored Sam's question.
There was a pause on Sam's end of the phone then two voices arguing back and forth. Dean wanted to cry out and tell Sam where he was but Dean had no idea. He was in some sort of cave and that's all he knew. "Yes."
Aym smiled. "Alright, here he is. Say hello Deano."
Aym held the phone up near Deans mouth. "...S'm..my…" It was all Dean could get out before he felt like he was going to pass out again from the pain and blood lose.
"Dean? Shit, Dean, hang on, I'll get you out," Sam shouted into the phone with concern lacing through his voice.
Dean was about to say something when Aym snatched the phone away. "You won't need to search for Deano Sammy. I'll make sure he returns. He maybe in a couple pieces; but I'll get him home. You don't need to worry about that."
"You bastard! Give him back in one piece!" Sam shouted.
Aym shook his head "Oh that was a mistake my boy. Now I don't think I'll give Deano back. Good day to you." Aym snapped the phone shut and turned his back to Dean. A few moments later, Aym turned back around. This time pure anger was etched across his face. He looked up at Dean with his black eyes. "You will pay for what your brother said Deano."
Aym crept over to Dean with a blade in his hand. The next thing Dean knew, he was crying out in pain no longer caring about his tough demeanor.
