Pairing: Midafer = Michael x Adam x Lucifer /might involve some other ships later, like: Sabriel and Destiel-

Warnings:Threesome, Smut for later chapters, might contain some spoilers, WIP

Summary: Adam is still in the Cage, with two Archangels as roommates. He can't stand it, he know that there's no hope for him. But even thought he's stuck in Hell it doesn't mean that things can't change for the .

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or Supernatural, it belongs to Eric Kripke

I'll try to update this fan fiction as soon as I can.

Also, this is my very first fan fiction and I'm trying my best to write something correct since English's not my mother tongue.

Darkness.

He's surrounded by darkness.

He don't know how long it's been since the last time he saw the sun.

Time flies differently in the Cage so he assumed that it was months, or even years.

He tried to count the days, the hours and even the seconds but he failed every time.

He also tried to think of something else than the feeling that was growing inside of him, he tried to stay positive, but he failed at that too.

He can't think correctly, his mind is filled with negative thoughts. Loneliness, sadness... Hatred.

He wasn't sure towards who all this hatred was directed to, though.

Was it directed to Zachariah for having tricked him? Was it towards Michael for making him end up in this place? Was it towards Lucifer for wanting to start the Apocalypse just as much as his stupid older brother? Or was it towards himself for believing that he would save the world and see his mom once again?

Most of the time he tried to remember every bad things he did since he was born, he wanted to know what he did to deserve an eternity in Hell. He might have done something horrible, of course he did, "A person can't end up here without deserving it." he mumbled bitterly. God must have a reason for being this cruel with Adam, or maybe he just loved seeing him miserable, on the verge of tears every time he was thinking about his mother.

He wanted it to stop.

But of course it didn't change anything, he was still stuck here and he could cry, shout, hit all he wanted, but it wouldn't make a damn difference in this Hell hole.

The worst part is that he lost all hope to be saved now. He used to have at least a little hope left, he used to hope that someday somebody will come for him, maybe his brothers, Angels, God, anybody would do. Really.

But no, after all this time no one came for him. And no one ever will.

He lost all hope when someday, Sam got taken away all of a sudden, leaving Adam here.

The angel that brought back Sam didn't even took the time to glance at him, he was ignored and it was a really cruelly thing to do. Saving his brother in front of his eyes and letting him rot here...

At least the fights of the two Archangels kept him somehow occupied, maybe it was what kept him safe.

He was sure than being constantly surrounded by silence would kill him. Well, if he could die.

He knew that he was rather lucky that Michael and Lucifer ignored him, either way, his trip in Hell could get worse.

Sam, though, wasn't this lucky. He didn't get tortured physically but it was different on the mental part.
Lucifer and Michael would find the cruelest things to say to him. They would not only subtly insult him, but they would also convince him that he was worthless, that Dean would never come for him.

All of it made him incredibly hurt, he could see it in his eyes.

However, Michael was way more harsh than his brother, you could see in his eyes how much hatred he had towards the younger Winchester for stopping the Apocalypse. Yeah, cause Adam didn't consider himself a Winchester.

He was, and will forever be a Milligan.

Sorry, this chapter is really short, but i wanted to start it so bad! I couldn't wait to find what other thing i could write in the chapter.
I still hope that you liked it.