First things first.
I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL! ALL RIGHTS BELONGS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS OF THE SHOW!
A litte idea I came up with yesterday. I love Hellhounds, even if they scare me to death!
I wanted to write a non-fanfiction story at first, but then...it turned into a SPN fanfic.
Hope you like it and again sorry for grammer/spelling mistakes :)
And i would appreciate feedback in the form of a comment very much.
Please don't be shy and share your thoughts with me. I won't bite you.
Hellhounds
They lurk in the darkness.
Their fur is darker than the darkest night and their eyes sparkling red and look like jewels from the depths of hell itself.
Their claws are long and sharp and their mouths are full with long, razor sharp fangs.
Hot drool drips from their fangs as they push you into a corner.
They sniff, search for your soul that you have sold to a demon ten years ago.
And for what?
For a bit of luck in your life?
I will tell you something: Your lucky streak ends today, because Satan has sent his lap-dogs to you to get your soul you owe him.
Did you think it would be so easy?
Did you think the demon would forget the deal that you have made with him?
Then you thought wrong!
A demon never forgets a deal!
You sold your soul to the devil and now he wants to have it and for that he has sent his Hellhounds to you.
You can run as fast as you want, they will be faster than you!
You can be as strong as you want, they will be stronger than you!
Hear their howling at night, which even teaches a Wolf fear!
Hear their claws scraping over the ground, as they approach you slowly!
Smell their rotten breath, as they come closer and closer to you!
See how their fur lines up with excitement and how their muscles tense underneath the skin as they make ready to pounce on you!
Hear their growl, which means your death!
You can pray as much as you want; God has left you long ago.
You have sold your soul to his worst adversary, so don't expect any help from him.
The only thing that is waiting for you is the Hellfire which will burn your flesh!
Anything that comes towards you is your own fault, because you've turned your back on God!
In the last second of your life you can hear the hells bells that announce your arrival deep down in the underworld.
And between the hells bells you hear Lucifer's dark laughter, which will follow you into the deepest darkness, in which you now fall as the hellhounds start to tear the flesh from your bones...
The End