"You're an idiot Dean winchester, a brave , noble idiot" The Drug kingpin said as he pushed the Winchester into the car. "Home James" the British man said getting in the car sitting next to Dean .
"Kiss my ass Crowley" was his reply. "Oh Dean, once you realize that I'm going to doing much worse things to your ass this is going to be so much more fun for me" Crowley smirked with evil glowing out of his eyes. Dean swallowed nervously and kept quiet the rest of the ride. If satisfying this creep's urges would help get his brother out of trouble then he didn't care. Dean would do anything for Sammy. Unfortunately for Dean, he didn't realize what Crowley's urges really were, and they were much darker than he ever could have imagined.
After the fifteen minute drive, Dean counted and made sure to memorize all the turns and sounds going on outside like his father taught him, they had reached their destination. Crowley jumped out of the car and eagerly pulled Dean out as well. He slammed the door shut and pushed Dean forward to see the mansion he was about to dragged into. "Welcome to hell, my not so humble abode, have a nice visit" the Brit said with a sinister smile as he pushed Dean up the stairs to the huge door. "You know you don't have to keep pushing me, I'm moving on my own aren't I? " Dean grunted out, annoyed at the continuous pushing through the mansion. "Well that would just spoil all the fun now wouldn't it? Are you really going to be a spoiled sport?" he said continuing pushing Dean up the stairs to the second floor.
When they reached a corridor filled with doors they stopped."Now Dean; Pick a door , any door" He hushed in to Dean's ear from behind. Dean complied and walked through third door to the right and saw a huge room with a bed in the middle. The bed was round with steel hoops all around it, with chains attached and no pillows. Crowley was one kinky son of a bitch he'd give him that. "So you're into bdsm I see." Dean said as he walked towards the bed and sat down. " I assume I'm going to be the sub" He continued to look at Crowley who winked at him. " You don't know the half of it. " Crowley answered with a quick chuckle.
"Now strip boy" he whispered into Dean's ear and gave his ear lobe a quick sucking.
"As you wish" he said with no reaction on his face. The young boy of 16 stood up and looked at the British man of about 30 and stripped slowly, not taking his eyes away from the older man's. This wasn't Dean's first time around the rodeo, he knew how to please someone.
The only problem was that the Sophomore had no idea how hard Crowley was to plead. Dean stood in front of Crowley, completely naked now, never breaking eye contact. "What would you like me to do now?" he asked without any particular change in his stance, a pile of clothes at his feet, as he waited for the older man's word to do something.
" Get on the bed and put your arms out" Crowley ordered him and kissed the boy's cheek tenderly. This didn't stun Dean, he knew he was just trying to get Dean to think it was going to be nice but Dean wasn't fooled. He got onto the bed anyway and did as he was told.
Crowley chained Dean's arms down but left the legs unchained. Dean understood exactly what that meant, or at least he thought he did.
Crowley stood looking at Dean's naked body lying there on the bed for a few minutes silently and the moved towards the door.
"Hey, wait where are you going?I thought -" Dean tried to understand but Crowley cut him off" You thought wrong Dean Winchester. Did you think I simply wanted a good fuck child? I'm a lot more evil than that. You're going to regret making that deal".
Without another word Crowley walked out of the room and left Dean to ponder on what the hell that was supposed to mean.
A few hours or more went by and he was left there naked and started to feel afraid. He didn't want to admit it but this was doing things to his mind that, and he knew this was only the beginning.
All his talk of being the big brother and that he had to take care of Sammy no matter what was starting to run through his head. This all started because of something sad and unfortunate.
Sammy , a boy of almost twelve, such a young thing, lost his best friend and girlfriend of sorts. Jess and Sammy had been best friends since they were in kindergarten together and it was obvious to everyone that they loved each other right from the start.
The last time Sam walked out of Jess's house,around the beginning of the school year, he heard a loud boom and looked back at the house that was now filled with flames.
The same way they lost their mother when Sammy was just a baby. Sam ran towards the house screaming out Jess's name. Dean held him back but Sam struggled. "Sammy- there -there's nothing you can do" he whispered into the crying boy's ear.
The fire brigade got there quite quickly, but even though they put out the fire , there was nothing they could do to bring back Jess.
Sam went into a down-spiral and stopped going to school and rarely left his room, only for food and even then he never locked eyes with Dean.
Sam didn't blame him, he just couldn't look anyone in the eyes anymore. A month later Sam finally left the house for school but he only came back home around 11.
"Sam ! Where the hell were you? I was worried sick" Dean yelled at his younger brother. "Out" was all Sam said. How could Dean have known at the time that Sam was out doing drugs? another month had passed and only then had Dean noticed it. Slowly but surely Dean noticed all the signs.
He talked to Sam about it, but Sam didn't say anything. A week after that Dean saw Sam get into a woman's car so Dean followed them to where they got out and walked into a house. Before they went in he saw the woman grab Sam's butt. "
Shit" Dean let out, remembering that moment.
He realized that Sam was selling his body for drugs. He parked the car elsewhere and waited, hidden, for when Sam left so that he could talk to the woman alone. The woman took Sam in her car and drove away. Later she came back alone which is when Dean ambushed her and got the fighting edge.
He held her down in her secluded driveway where no one would hear her scream. "What the hell are you doing with my little brother" He spat at her. "Nice to meet you I'm Ruby" she said, unfazed by what was going on.
"I just asked you a question " he said without letting go of his grip.
" I think you already know what I'm doing with him. He wanted drugs from my friend but little Sam had no money. I suggested an alternative solution and since my uncle was in a nice mood he allowed it." she answered and smiled sweetly as if there was nothing wrong with what was going on.
"You leave him alone from now on, I won't ask nice next time" He looked into her eyes and saw her frown for a moment before she smiled again. "Sorry kid, now that my uncle's involved I can't stop without his permission. It's his business not mine. " she said with satisfaction.
"What's your uncle's name ? I'll talk to him" Dean pulled her up as he stood up, know that hurting her further wouldn't help his cause. Ruby put a huge smile on her face, showing her glowing white teeth. "The king of hell" she said with a fierce fire in her eyes that would make a weaker man piss himself. "Fuck you" he said as he walked away from her "Sorry that's already the little one's job, but maybe Crowley will have a bit of fun with you" she shouted as he was walking away to his car. He shuddered.
Back in the present Dean stayed chained to the bed. It felt like a couple of days had passed before Crowley came back again, though Dean couldn't tell since there was no light in the room until Crowley walked in and turned on the lights.
"Hello Darling. Miss me?" he said sarcastically walking close to the bed.
" Oh very much, I went crazy just thinking about when I'll see you again" Dean replied just as sarcastically.
"Careful boy, you don't want to anger me" the older man said not really seeming angered at all, it was probably just a warning.
"It could make will this experience much worse than it has to be" he continued and stepped onto the bed, standing over Dean and his nakedness before sitting down on Dean and little Dean.
Crowley was wearing a black suit with a red tie, Dean noticed now that he looked at him. "Nice look you're going for , but you look more like a businessman of hell rather than King of hell" Dean remarked as Crowley pulled out his knife.
"Well, mostly that's what I am. I'm a business man. I make deals and make sure I get the better end of it. I just like the name. " Crowley told Dean in a matter of fact manner, ignoring the fact that he now had a knife in his hand.
Not just any knife, a fancy looking thing, maybe Turkish. Dean looked at the knife and got a glint in his eyes.
Finally Dean started to figure out that he probably was getting out of this place alive.
' Sammy damn well better live a good life from now on' he thought to himself and he felt Crowley lean in.
"Oh you noticed this little thing did you?I guess you didn't realize what you were getting yourself into darling, but it's too late now" he whispered into the boy's ear before slicing into the boy's chest lightly. Dean winced but didn't let out a sound.
"You're a strong boy Dean Winchester, but this is going to be a long and difficult road you walk. Don't worry though, I'll ease you into it" the king of hell said with a grin that felt like it said the exact opposite.
Meanwhile Sam was trying to get some while getting high but when he got to the usual spot to meet with Ruby she was waiting there with a frown.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Sam asked with a sweet tone. After being with Ruby so often he grew kind of fond of her, it was hard not to, when they were doing what they were doing.
"Sorry kid, got word from the boss that things with us have to end" she said unable to hold back a tear.
Even though she was quite disturbed herself,she still managed to have feelings towards the younger boy as well. "What?Why? i thought we had a deal" he asked slightly hurt.
"I guess letting his niece have fun just stopped being worthwhile for him" she lied to him, not wanting him to know it was his fault that his brother was being tortured, though she knew that Sam was smart and would figure it out eventually. Ruby didn't want to be the bearer of bad news.
For now she just stood quietly and looked at him sympathetically for a few minutes.
"Look Sam, it was fun while it lasted but I have to go" she said starting to head to her car.
"Wait!" he called running after her and pulling her arm. " I still need you! " he screamed desperately.
Ruby couldn't bare to turn around and look into his eyes. "You still need me or the drugs?" she said bitterly.
That cut into Sam pretty hard ,tears fell down his cheeks and he let out a few soft sobs. "Can't it be both ?" he asked hoping she would continue to provide him drugs.
" No Sam. It can't be either of them. You're only 11 years old, soon 12. You might be tall for your age but that doesn't change the fact that I could get into serious trouble and now that I don't have Crowley's permission I have to stop or else he'll have me locked up himself even if I am his blood. He doesn't care about family, he cares about himself and his business. The minute this got bad for his business he told me to cut it off. There's nothing I can do. Let it go and you'll be better for it. Sober up, tell your dad and go to rehab. You're a good kid, don't get lost in the evils of this world like so many people do, like yours truly" she took a deep breath after her speech and turned around and saw Sam was no longer crying but still holding onto Ruby's arm.
"So I guess this is goodbye" he said solemnly, unable to look her in the eyes as he let go of her arm. She went to her car and drove away and only then did he allow himself to collapse. "How the hell did i get into this mess" he said to himself as he sat on the ground of an empty street.
