Ok, it's been a real long while scince I wrote anything... lets see 10 years?,but I'm back with a new passion and that is Supernatrual... so first supernatrual fic ever.
WARNING... Things will get darker later on but this is not meant to be taken a 'wincest' story sorry folks. Although I have rated it 'M' for a reason so please do not continue if you're looking for a fluff.
Disclaimer- *rolls out scroll* I do not own anything,nothing about supernatrual is mine, this is just a made up story, nothing to be taken seriously *yawns*

Chapter 1- Being king of Hell sucks
Deans pov
He was their in my head laughing,that awful dry sarcastic laugh that made me want to punch him into the next millenium,I couldn't escape,move, even think for gods sake!
He was me! or I was Crowley? either way I was King of Hell,I had no control over my own body, save the small victories of fighting back, I'd move my own facial muscles enough to occasionally wipe a grin off that sonofabitches face,but it was pitiful and driving me into insanity with rage and he knew it.
'Dean,Dean Dean... what have I told you,the more you fight the worse it'll get'
that's another thing that got to me,the constant jabbering that I could never shut out, It didn't matter whether I wanted to answer or not he knew everything about me now, he could hear all my thoughts there was nothing private. I would get through this, Sam would get me outta here or Cas?
'not if I get to them first... and you better pray boy, that I don't,but oh I already know where Sam is don't I? why? because uh.. you do ' he started laughing again.
damnit! I had to try not to think.. how do you even do that!
'you can't boy'
I wanted to kill him.

SAMS POV
I admit it, I'm on edge, Dean disappeared over two days ago, just for a burger? I know how these things usually pan out, and that is not good.
I carried on starring at my laptop screen, not really looking at at it, there was some reasearch on there about shape shifters, but I wasn't really taking it in, instead I was wondering why Cas hadn't answered my prayers, who else could I go to, we no longer had Bobby and I can count on one hand the people I had left that I could put an ounce of trust in, most of which wouldn't be much use in this instance.
The door slammed. I jumped a mile
BANG!
Shit! my gun went off I'd forgotten I was holding it.

'Woah easy Sammy!'
It was Dean. I dived on him pinning him against the ground.
'where the fuck have you been Dean?!' he shoved me off a little
'Hey Hey! I said take it easy,I've been taking care of a bit of business, nosey little brother, Here I bought you a soda' He grinned from ear to ear handing me a soda like he thought it could some how ease the fact he'd been missing for 48 hours. I took a swig of it any way.
' Just taking off like that for two WHOLE days, and you didn't think! to phone me once! you're something else'
'Well you didn't seem too bothered when I was in purgotory for a whole damned year! so I figured a couple of days without me would be just peachy'
Damn he always had to lay some kinda guilt trip on me
'Ok fine, do the tests and we'll talk about it later'
Dean Ignored me and carried on into the kitchen, I snatched up the flask of holy water from next to the laptop and followed him.
' Dean I said do the tests' urgh I felt Dizzy,I swayed a little and Dean went out of focus.
'Sammy? are you alright?'
'No... I..'the flask dropped out of my hand as I collapsed onto floor.
'Here' he said handing me a glass of water from the kitchen 'drink this'
I didn't think, He just seemed so much like Dean I reached out without thinking and took a mouthful.
Then everything went black.

Ok..any good? shall I carry on with it?