"Nathaniel, I did it! I lured Sam Winchester to hell. You didn't believe I could do it, but I proved you wrong!"
Nathaniel walks up to the throne. An ornate chair with a red velvet seat and gold trim on a pedestal. He runs his fingers along the back of the chair, eyeing it longingly.
"You know, when Crowley abandoned us, we were left without a leader. I volunteered to take his place until Lucifer found a more suitable king for us, but as you can see, the throne remains empty. Now, who do you think should occupy the chair?"
"I think, since I bagged a Winchester, it should be me. I mean what have you done for hell lately?" Ruby huffs, stepping up to the throne, pushing Nathaniel aside.
Taking a breath, she lowers herself into the chair, fingering the velvet on the arms and glaring up at the surprised demon before her.
"Kneel before your queen or face the consequences!" She bellows, calling all the demons in the area to her.
Nathaniel nods to the others and is the first to kneel. A hush comes over the room as everyone begins to take a knee at the feet of Queen Ruby.
Dean wakes up, screaming, "Sammy!"
He jumps out of bed, grabs his gun, and runs down the hall to Sam's room. Flinging open the door, he hits the light switch and charges into the room in search of his brother.
The room is quiet, and nothing is out of place. Dean lowers his weapon and sits on the bed. With his head down, he takes a long hard breath. "He's gone, Dean. He's gone, and there's nothing you can do about it," he says to himself.
He looks around the room. A few photos of the two of them lay on the bedside table, but beyond that, the only other things Sam has are lore books and his laptop. His eyes fill with tears. There is always a way, and now he is more determined than ever to find it.
He packs the Impala and drives to a secluded fork in the road. Digging a small hole in the dirt, he buries one of his FBI badges. He then creates a trap and summons the demon.
"Dean Winchester. I wondered when I would be getting a visit from you."
"Where is he?" Dean hollers, chaining the demon to a tree limb.
"I can't tell you that."
Dean cuts down her collarbone, drawing blood. "If you don't tell me, I will kill you!"
"Go ahead. I'm dead either way."
"Where is he?" Dean slices into her again. She screams. With fury in his eyes, he continues to cut the demon.
"You aren't going to like it!" She yells, sucking air through her teeth.
"I'll be the judge of that!" He growls, holding the tip of his blade against her throat. "Where is my brother?"
"He's in prison!" She admits. "Ruby has taken the throne and imprisoned Sam," she shouts.
Dean turns his back on the demon. Getting a tight grip on the handle of his blade, he turns around and jabs her through the heart. "Thanks!" He crows, pulling the steel from her chest.
Getting into the Impala, he glances at the dead demon one last time before racing off.
Ruby has taken her place as the queen. Demons have readily accepted her and are bowing before her in reverence. Nathaniel stands at her right hand with a clipboard.
"What is on the agenda for today?" She asks, picking at the arm of the chair.
"Well, your grace it has been several weeks since you arrived with Sam Winchester. Perhaps now would be a good time to discuss his demise."
"Yes, I suppose I should visit him. How is he fairing down there?"
"Not well, I'm afraid. Did you happen to make a promise you had no intention of keeping?" Nathaniel tilts his head with a rise of his eyebrows.
"A girl must do whatever is necessary, Nathaniel. I may have made promises I never intended to keep. What else is on the docket?"
"Dean Winchester captured Lania and is likely on his way here. How would you like me to handle him?"
Ruby pinches the bridge of her nose and peers up at Nathaniel. "I have an idea. I want Sam brought to me."
Sam has not seen the light of day or felt the sun. Ruby has left him to be tormented and tortured by the guards. He has been shackled, raped, and beaten by more than one demon who carries a grudge against him and his brother.
This day is no different. The cell door opens and in steps, a man about his size with a bald head, red beard, and broad shoulders. Sam stands ready to fight with his fists raised in front of his face.
The demon begins to throw punches, striking Sam in the face and chest. Sam takes each hit and comes back with fists flying, hitting his assailant many times. The large man has hard abs and what seems like a steel jaw. He does not go down. He continues his barrage of punches, hitting Sam in the chin, finally knocking him to the floor all he can do is cover his head with his hands. The demon bends down, gripping Sam's arm, wrestling him to his back. He squirms under the weight of the man who is not sitting on his chest, punching him in the face.
"Alright, that's enough. The queen wants to see him!" Nathaniel commands.
The demon rises, kicking Sam one last time before fleeing from the cell. Nathaniel grips his arm, setting him on his feet.
"Winchester, your time with us is coming to an end soon."
In the throne room, Sam is pressed to his knees in front of Ruby. Blood drips from a cut above his eye.
"Sammy, you look terrible. My poor baby, prison life doesn't suit you." She smiles down at him from the throne.
"What do you want, Ruby? I know now it's not me. I understand you lured me here to take over for Crowley. So, what now? Would you like to watch your minions beat me or perhaps you'd prefer to see them rape me? What is it?"
Ruby steps down from the pedestal to look Sam in the eye. "I want you to kill Dean. He's found out where you are and is on his way here. You will do me the honor of taking his life. Then and only then will you find favor with me and perhaps, if you play your cards right, be freed from the dungeon."
"Kill me now! I won't be manipulated anymore by you or anyone else, and I will most definitely not kill my brother for you!"
Ruby pulls his hair, yanking his head back until he's looking up at her. "You're trying my patience, Sam! I have given you a gift, and this is how you repay me?" she shrieks.
"I never wanted this so-called gift, Ruby and you know it! You used me, and I will not continue to play your game! You are going to have to kill me!"
"That will not be a problem, Sam. You have outlived your usefulness to me. Now that I have the throne, I have no use for you or your insipid whining. Take him away!"
The guards wrestle Sam back down the long hallway to his cell. He knew his time was drawing near. He had sealed his fate by allowing himself to be misled by Ruby. She had gotten what she wanted and was not about to let him or Dean live as promised. His blood ran cold at the thought of not being there for Dean.
As he's pushed into the cell, he spins around on his heel, striking the demon closest to him in the face and then with a quick motion he snaps his neck, dropping his limp body to the floor. The other demon takes a swing at Sam, hitting him in the jaw. He holds out a blade toward Sam. "Step back, or I will kill you where you stand!"
Sam, filled with anger, and hungry for blood, quickly disarms the demon and stabs him through the heart. He pulls out the knife and without thinking, licks the fresh blood from the blade. Not too long after, Nathaniel and a few more of his guard came to retrieve Sam from his cell. He is sitting on the floor covered in blood, staring blankly.
"You have been busy? Haven't you, Winchester?" Nathaniel points to the bodies of his guards. "No worries. You will be joining them soon enough. Get him up!" He commands. "Let's see how you do in the torture room!"
Sam is overpowered by four giant demons with malice on their minds and dragged down two flights of stairs.