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The Doctor looked at The Master. "What are you doing here? Where are we?" He questioned.
The Master laughed maniacally, "Oh, you'll find out, soon enough." His eyes flickered black, and he brought out a knife. He lacerated in The Doctor's cheek, then he kicked him hard, in the gut. The Doctor winced, in agony. Soon, The Master left him, but not before cutting into his stomach, and twisting the knife into one of his organs. The Doctor wanted to cry, but he didn't.
So he just lay there, thinking to himself. He hadn't given up, just yet.
Dean had been assigned to torture another soul. The name: Theta Sigma. Aka The Doctor.
He placed a metal crown on top of his head. It had little nails placed around the rims. He tightened the screws, which made the nails go deep into the victims skin. He cringed at the screams of the man. "I'm so sorry." He whispered.
Castiel's feathery wings fluttered, and he opened his steel blue eyes. The hot, misty air was crimson red. Despite the horrid heat, a chill ran down his spine, and through the bones of his fragile angel wings. He immediately knew where he was; Hell. And he knew what he had to do; find Dean Winchester.
He wandered through the chains, and victims of the torture that demons inflicted upon them. They were crying, screaming, and pleading for him to help. But he simply ignored them. He may feel guilty later, but this was for the best. Well, obviously it wouldn't be the best for them. He had made sure to be as quiet and sneaky as possible.
He heard a low, quiet chuckle come from behind him. The last person he ever wanted to find him. He slowly turned around.
"Hello, Castiel. It's nice to see you here." The short man said, with a wicked grin.
"Crowley." Cas acknowledged him. With a nod of his head. Crowley moved aside.
"Don't let me stop you. Dean is that way." He pointed behind him... The way that Cas came from. Although he was confused as to why Crowley told him where to find Dean, he didn't question it.
Castiel stepped past him, and turned the corner to find four demons waiting for him. They had those malevolent, pure black eyes. He pulled out the long silver angel blade that he always carried with him. He stabbed the chest of a red haired demon, and his eyes shone with light, before he fell to the ground, dead. He sliced the other one's throat, and stabbed him in the chest, too. The next one was a female. She had long beautiful hair, and it almost seemed to be a shame that he'd have to kill her. Almost. He didn't waste time, and stabbed her all of the way through her heart.
He, again, began walking. Dean. That was the only thing on his mind. Find Dean. He pulled back the thick chains, and saw Dean torturing a man wearing a ripped up, bloody suit. "Dean stop!" He commanded, and the Winchester turned around.
"Who are you?" He asked, dropping the knife in his hand.
"I'm here to save you from perdition." He answered.
"Oh sure, and leave me here." The Doctor muttered to himself, not trying to be rude.
"You can take me on one condition. You take this guy, too." Dean stated, and motioned toward The Doctor.
"I don't know. God told me to rescue you, not some guy in a pin-striped suit. And besides, it was hard enough just getting down here."
"Well that's fine, but I'm staying here." Dean said, and winked at The Doctor.
"Hmm... I guess God never told me to only rescue you." The angel said, shrugging.
"But we'll have to fight... Them." Dean said, a bit frightened, of the 20 or so Demons that surrounded them, ready to fight. Dean unlocked The Doctor's chains, and let him free. Castiel passed them each a weapon.
For Dean, Ruby's knife. For The Doctor, the colt.
They all went back to back, and killed Demons, by slicing, stabbing, and shooting at them. Finally they split up for the last 6 demons. Castiel kicked one, and the black eyed man fell to the ground. Cas stabbed him in the heart, then turned around and slammed his knife into the other's heart.
Dean slit another one's throat, and he burned up. Then, he stabbed the other's brain. Cas and Dean turned, to see The Doctor being spit on, and kicked. Then Dean realized... he doesn't want to kill.
He took one demon, while Cas took the other from behind. He stabbed his back, all the way through his chest. Dean stabbed the other in the stomach. Then, they helped The Doctor up.
"You okay?" The emerald eyed Winchester asked him.
"Oh I've had worse. But NEVER give me a weapon, and expect me to fight. I've caused enough harm, already." He stated, emotionless.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice." Cas said, feeling bad that he had given him a weapon.
"I didn't expect you to. Nobody ever notices." The Doctor said, "Can we please go now? Before more Demons come."
"Right." Castiel nodded, and grabbed their hands. He closed his eyes, and everything went black.
