You open your eyes to see a blurry figure standing looking down at you.
"Please" you plead with your last few breaths "help" the figure just stands there looking down, you decide there is no hope, you close your eyes and await a reaper, you know its coming and you know you can't fight it but there is one part of you that wants to get up and slaughter every demon in the room, you get it from your mother your father always used to tell you, "Beautiful but deadly" you hear the words echo through your head and you feel that last drop of life drain from your body, you smile, well you think about smiling you have no energy, you're at peace finally
you open your eyes to a blurry white room, people, what you think are people are rushing around, there's a deafening beeping noise you just want it to stop, you close your eyes hoping to find the peace again
"I'm sorry, it was the right thing to do" you hear running through your head. you know that voice it belong to a lover? No. A friend? maybe, more of an ally. you try opening your eyes again, when you open them you see nothing, not darkness not lightness nothing "Where am I?" you whisper to yourself. you blink a couple of times and things start coming into focus, you wish they had not. Every monster you have ever killed, every demon you sent back to hell is standing, waiting, smiling at you. you reach down to your ankle to where you keep you spare knife to realize its not there "Son of a bitch" you mumble to yourself
"now, now that's not very appropriate language" you hear drifting around the room. you look around but you can't place the voice, you soon notice that the monsters and demons aren't moving they are just standing there.
you sit down dazed and confused, not quite sure where you are. " it's okay i'm coming for you" its the first voice again, you still can't figure out who it is, come to think of it you can't remember anything but the monsters, it's all just fading away. you know you just can't sit here you need to find a way out, you can hear a faint beep in the distance. it seems familiar you go towards it. you walk for what feels like days passing monster by monster, demon by demon even a few enemies you cringe a few times seeing their injuries. finally you see a small white light at the far end of the nothingness, you run knowing its freedom, you can feel the peace it's giving off the happiness, you are just about to run through the light when something pieces your lower abdomen you look down and see a hook straight through your waist pouring out with blood.
you stand there looking at it for a few seconds when another hook pieces your right leg, you try to move but you stuck on the spot. more hooks jam into you causing you to cry out in pain,
suddenly the hooks stop and you think its over but then you are pulled backwards, off your feet away from the light, back into the nothingness, past your demons and monsters, they are moving now, you are dragged for what feels like weeks. you suddenly stop in a place you know all too well. "funny how everyone assumes its hot down here when in reality it's as cold as, well hell" you hear the second voice and you know who it belongs to. you look around breathing heavily looking for the body to the voice, then you see him, standing in the shadows "What to coward to face me like a man?" you spit in his direction, you hear his voice from the shadows "But I am not a man"
the figure steps forward into the light, his Raincoat moving with his steps
"Castiel, who would've thought an angel like you would become king of a place like this" you sneer at him with a slight bit of hope in your voice
"Even lucifer was an angel once" he replies with little emotion not breaking eye contact
"But Cas, you not lucifer" you say trying to plead with him
something evil flashes into his eyes "you're right, i'm not. I'm much worse"