Gee starting a new fic before even really starting the other, well, i am not really known to finish stuff soo… well bear with me. Or don´t I don´t really care. I do care about getting this started tho :D new ideas ahh… gotta love ´em, right?

K…. mm Dean´s PoV don´t know if it´ll change with the plot, but for now we are Dean-o´s shadow, or so to speak.

HINSÍTHGRYRE

I don´t remember how, the last thing I really remember is Cas holding Dick as I stabbed him, then this excruciating pain, like I was being torn apart cell by cell, there was this darkness and when Dick exploded, that was when it happened.

I woke up, I was tied, well chained to a wall, the room was small, damp and dark, the air reeked of sulfur. I recognized the place, I was back in hell, back in the pit.

It was a long while until I heard steps coming toward the door that allowed access to my holding cell, through the door I was not surprised at the demon that greeted me.

"Hello Dean" the distinctive accent of the Brit filled the room. "Hope you are comfy here."

"To what deed do I owe a visit of the king in his own realm?" I grinned at the demon, which oddly enough laughed.

"Dean, Dean, you are here because I like you, and you are special." Crowley answered. "Do you know how hard was even for me to sneak you here? Most of the demons out there want your head on a spear. If they found you not even I could do a thing to save your sorry piece of soul."

I just scoffed, sure as hell Crowley didn´t wanted to keep me alive out of the kindness of his heart.

"So I have a proposition for you." I rolled my eyes, not like I would make a deal, I was already in hell. "It is not a deal, it is an honest proposition, look you want to live, I know that, you want to get out of here, to get back to your brother and your angel, right?" I didn´t answer, I just glared at him. "Right, so the thing is Castiel can´t take you out, and I can´t either, well, not as a human." He said rising his eyebrows at me, inviting me to consider; the only way to get out was becoming a demon, that was what Crowley was implying, to get out I would have to lose my humanity, to become the same thing I hunted. "Look it´s not that hard, want to get out or not?"

"Is there no other way?" I asked, not that the demon would answer truthfully if he had intent on making me one of his.

"Well there is another way out." The demon started. "thing is you´ve got to cross all hell and pass into purgatory and then find the portal and hike your way back."

"But?"

"But there is no way you can get to the gate alive. All the demons in hell and all the creatures in purgatory want you dead, demons are way more powerful down here and so are monsters in purgatory, besides down here and there in monsterland there are things you have never seen before, things that even leviathans are afraid of, add that you are alone, and weaponless; survival probabilities: nil."

"Why would you want to help me?" I sneered at him.

"Well I do need a second in command, you killed my last, and I hate your angel, think how he´ll react when he sees you out of here and made a demon. Hm? The reason he first took you out from here was to prevent that, last time you were oh-so-close but angel boy came in just in time and took you out."

"So this is to be able to get payback on Cas?" Damn, I didn´t want to hurt Cas, but Crowley´s offer was the only apparent way out.

Crowley grinned.

"If I say yes, then what? I become your bitch?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"No, not really, I mean you´ll get to boss the other demons around only I can give you orders but I won´t ask you to do anything other than your job, the only difference is I´ll give you certain targets to take out, you can keep hunting, go back to your brother and your angel and just come in when I call for you." He explained pacing around the room.

He gave me time to think about it for a while, and I did, I thought a lot about it, I was known for doing the impossible, but trekking out of hell to purgatory with a minimal, basically non-existent, chance of actually getting out of hell in the first place, I couldn´t take that chance. Michael was locked down here too, no angel was coming for me this time, and Sam needed help, Sammy, my baby brother was left alone with a prophet, a really scared and almost useless prophet. If the only safe way out of this was by becoming a demon, I would do it, for him, for Sammy.

When Crowley came into the room again, I had made my decision.

"So, what´s it going to be?" he asked.

"I´ll do it, but there is one condition, I will become a demon, I will be your right-hand-man, I will never betray you, but you cannot ask from me to betray in any way any of those I consider family, and whatever happens they always come first for me."

"Very well." Crowley snapped his fingers and I became free of my bonds.

"So, how do we do this?" at that the king smiled and took out a knife, he snapped his fingers again and the room changed, it became the room in which I had been last time that I was in hell, it was the room Alistair took me to when I started to torture souls, actually there was one attached to the table in the center of the room, the walls were decorated by any and all possible torture instruments.

I turned to Crowley he had cut his wrist open as I inspected the room, recognizing it, he gave me a metal cup filled with the dark-red liquid.

"Here, drink this first." He said looking at me pointedly. I hesitated for a second, then I thought of Sam, I was doing this for him. I drowned the liquid, then I understood how Sam had got addicted to this stuff, it was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted, as I finished the cup all my previous memories of hell came to the forth of my mind, specifically the ones of the last ten years, everything I had learned from Alistair and how I enjoyed using the knowledge he gave me and getting creative.

I had learned from the best, I had become a master torturer under Alistair´s teachings, I never tortured anyone in front of my brother as I had tortured the souls down here, I was sure that if Sammy knew what I could do he would have hated me, he would have called me a monster, and he probably will the next time I see him, just that next time I will be a monster, damn I don´t even know if he´ll let me explain before he kills me, but I gotta try, for him and… for Cas.

"You know how things work down here Dean, you´ll have to earn your place, and I believe I don´t have to explain you how that needs to be done." The demon said as he walked towards the door.

I knew exactly what he was talking about, I had to make myself a rep, I had to make other demons afraid of me, and there was only one way to do that, I was sure that most of the inferior demons where already terrified of me, but there were a lot of bigger fish out there, and right now I wasn´t even a demon, I had a long way to go before taking my place at Crowley´s right.

AZRAFIEL

I woke up in a room of complete and even I would say annoying whiteness.

"Cas?" I whispered hoping the angel was not far away. "Sammy?" I called after the second hadn´t answer.

"They are not here." A soft female voice said.

"Where are they?" I asked turning to the voice a small woman was standing before me she was dressed smartly and her posture screamed 'angel'.

"Sam´s on Earth, but we are still trying to find Castiel´s whereabouts" she answered.

"I must get back to them" I said looking around for a way out, I found none.

"We can´t let you do that Dean" she said swiftly.

"What do you mean you can´t let me do that?" I was getting annoyed, friggin angels!

"We have plans for you Dean, heaven has plans for you." Geesh this woman! "and until those plans are fulfilled you cannot be allowed to leave."

"And what are this plans exactly, huh? Last time heaven had plans for me they wanted me to become Michael´s puppet." I challenged.

"You locked him up, you might as well say you killed him, so now you´ll pay for it, Camael will come soon to get things started don´t get to comfortable you´ll miss this room soon enough." And I could tell she was pissed, like really royally pissed.

Camael was a huge guy, the scary kind of guy, with a snap of his fingers we were in another room this one looked like a lot like the one I was kept on down in hell, the time I sold my soul, the difference was this was way cleaner, a lot whiter. Another snap of the angel´s and I was strapped to a torment table, so this was it, it was how I would pay in eyes of the angels.

I wasn´t able to talk I only saw Camael coming near me with a huge syringe in his hand it was filled with a white glowing fluid, I had come to know as grace, and rudely and without warning he stabbed me in the heart with it emptying the contents into my system. It felt warm and heavy, it cursed through my veins like poison contaminating every cell in my body making all my nerves scream in pain at the same moment, it lasted for a long while, not sure how long, I had passed out after ten solid minutes of it.

Each time I was able to regain consciousness, I´d only see the huge angel smirk before being injected with the white glowing stuff that burned me from the inside, the damned thing hurt like a bitch, but after a few minutes I would pass out again.

HUNTER

This was my second week in purgatory, Cas had disappeared the second we had arrived here, I met Benny a few days back, he´s a vampire, he´s helping me survive. Now, I in comparison I must say I miss Hell this place is so damned unpredictable, downstairs you know what´s gonna happen to you, you know you are going to get tortured and then reanimated, here any second could be your last, at any moment you can end as monster chow, I can´t even trust Benny after he saved my sorry ass, I haven´t slept since I got here, but I seem to manage just fine, the problem is I don´t know how long I´ll last. The only thing that´s keeping me alert and fighting is that I need to find Cas, after that, the plan is to find a way home, but with my damned luck possibilities are narrow.