I'm going to give this fan fiction a go please let me know how you all like it, And anything I should work on thanks.
Introduction
Dean woke up to a excruciating pain all over his body. He rested a moment before he slowly opened his eyes. He looked around the room. The room he was in was cold. There was a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. The room was cement walls, ceiling, and floor. Water was slowly dripping from a couple areas of the piping along the ceiling. There was a door across the room.
His wrists and ankles were shackled to a pipe that was nailed to cement ground.
Dean's head throbbed uncontrollably. He reached up to his head and could feel where the blood had dried on his temple. His lip was busted and his eye was swollen to the touch. He looked down at the damage his body had endured. His clothes were torn and he had gashes everywhere. He tried to stretch his legs and cried out in agony. It appeared as if someone had stomped on his leg till it snapped bellow the knee. The shackles were breaking his skin and blood was slowly dripping from his wrist and ankles. Whoever had shackled him did not want him even thinking of trying to slip them off.
Dean racked his brain trying to remember what happened and why he was there. The last thing he remembered was that he was finally on his long awaited night at a restraunt with the demon he loved, Castiel. The door was suddenly flung open and a few tall dark shapes loomed there. Dean could feel unconsciousness settling back as he looked up at the tall dark shapes as they crept closer to him.