Knights of Hell
Abaddon held the young hunter and smiled evilly as her fingers went to the anti-possession tattoo.
"This is going to be fun." She tells Dean as her perfect red nails went into the hunter's skin. Dean screamed as she ripped the tattoo off his skin. Once it was off, black-red smoke went into the hunter, the other body that she possessed fell to the ground, lifeless.
Dean's body slumped to the ground. He then gasped as his eyes turn black.
~I think I'm going to like it here.~ Abaddon said inside Dean's head, going through his head as if he was an open book.
~Get the hell out of me!~ Dean screamed, powerless as the Knight of Hell took over his body.
~Don't be such a prude… You will enjoy the power, I promise. First stop. Sammy.~
A evil smile crossed Dean Winchester's face, but it was no longer belong to the hunter, but to a Knight of Hell.
~Lets have some fun, should we?~ Abaddon asked, giddy as a school girl as she walked into the beat up diner.
She walked in as Dean and saw Sam Winchester, who defeated her demons.
"You are not Dean." Sam then said in a strange voice. She then knew through Dean's memories that there was an angel riding in Sam.
"Aren't you a quick one?" Abaddon stated, flicking her hand at him. He went flying across the room. Abaddon smiled when his head hit the wall hard, her eyes flashing black once again. The angel was gone, replaced by the young hunter.
Sam looked up at his older brother, realizing that Dean was no longer Dean.
"You know what's great about this? Your brother is still inside here, and he's going to watch you die." She told him, knowing that she was no match for an angel at the moment, "But I think I'll wait for you for last. I have other business to take care of. Like killing your hunter friends."
With that, Dean disappeared.
Abaddon smiled at the mess on the floor, Dean's boots covered in blood by the unexpected hunters.
It was priceless. They greeted them as if they were comrades in arms. What a huge surprise when their guts landed on the floor.
"Now, wasn't that fun?" The Knight of Hell asked out loud.
There was nothing but silence on Dean's end.
~Very well. Let's go find some more fun. Crowley's next on my list.~ Abaddon stated, standing up. There was a squishy sound under their boots. She then disappeared to the Men of Letters lair, getting in by the key that was left by Henry Winchester.
~How cozy...~ She stated, walking in, taking in the place.
Kevin, who was reading a file looked up at Dean, noticing that he was alone.
"Where's Sam?" He asked.
Abaddon shrugged, more focus on making the would be King of Hell suffer as she headed towards where they kept Crowley. The young prophet would be dealt with later.
"Squirrel! In for a chat?" Crowley asked.
Abaddon smiled through Dean, like the cat got the canary.
"That's not how you regard a Knight, now is it, Salesman?" She asked, eyes flashing black, "You know that Dean here was Alastair's best student in Hell, right?"
Crowley's face turned deadly pale, which to Dean's surprise made him laugh.
~Maybe I will enjoy this, a little.~ Dean told the Knight.
~I knew you would, Winchester. Soon everyone would know who you are and will bow down to us!~ The demon told him, ~But first, let's get rid of this British insect...~
Memories of what Crowley did from Jo to Lisa ran through Dean's head and that's what made him snap, right there. No holding back this time.
"Time to make you pay Crowley!" Came both Abaddon and Dean's voice as one, "We both are going to enjoy this."
You can't escape me, Dean. And this? this is what you're gonna become...