Just a warning, there is some content that may bother some readers. it's nothing graphic, but i wanted everyone to know just in case! Enjoy!!
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I tried to fight him, roll, or do anything I could to get him off me. But the demon used his powers to hold me down on the bed. The demon placed a gag in my mouth, further impending my speech. He reached down and twirled my hair in my hands. I shook my head, trying to shy away from his touch. His hand ran down my face and neck.
"You'll do just fine," he hissed into my ear, causing me to whimper again.
"There is no need to be scared. Now let's get the rest of the family involved, shall we?" His hold on me released and he pulled me up off the bed. "Now, you try anything fishy, I have three other demons that will kill your family so fast you'll heads will spin."
He held me against his body and placed a knife to my throat. He took off my gag and kissed my cheek.
"Ugh, don't touch me!" I hissed.
"I'll do what I please, and soon, I will do whatever I want to your…delectable…body. But we'll save that for later. Wake them up. Now!" he said, holding the blade closer to my throat.
I wanted nothing more to let them sleep, not awake to them seeing me held captive by this monster. But I felt the blade press closer to my throat, and I have no other options.
"D-Dean, S-S-Sam, wake up," I whispered.
"Louder!" He hissed.
"Why don't you just take me, that's what you want? Please I'll go, just leave them."
"Now that would be no fun. Now for the last time, wake them up or I'll have my friends do it for you."
"No!" I whispered, "Dean, Sam, John, wake up. Now!" I said.
I watched them all stir, chasing sleep away from their brains.
"What is it Mad?" Dean said rolling over; finally seeing what the hell was going on.
"Get away from her!" Dean threatened, jumping out of bed. Hearing Dean's urgency, Sam and John stirred, and when it dawned on them, they were standing right next to Dean, John slightly ahead of his boys.
"Hello John, it's sure been a while! I've missed you!" The demon smiled, rubbing his cheek on mine.
I closed my eyes, trying to think of anything but what was happening right now. I was terrified, I could hardly breathe.
"How the fuck did you get in here?" Dean hissed.
The demon looked up, causing the rest of us to, and on the ceiling, was an air conditioning vent.
"Someone forgot to look up," the demon laughed throatily. "John I've got to say, your daughter is one finnnne piece of ass, and I can not wait to try it out." He laughed, loving the response from the men. Both Sam and Dean lunged toward him but John held them back, glaring at him.
"You touch my daughter, I'll kill you!" John yelled, still keeping a hand on both of his boys.
"What do you mean, like this?"
The demon slid his hand down my neck, down my t-shirt and over my chest, and placed his hand on my pelvic bone, fingertips inside my pajama pants. I gasped as his hand slid lower and lower, closing my eyes, only opening them to plead with my family.
"Please stop," I whispered, tears trickling down my face. I looked toward Dean, Sam and John, mouthing "Help Me."
The men watched in horror as the demon had his way with their sister/daughter.
"Now as much as I would like to continue this here, I've got big plans for everyone, especially pretty here and the psychic wonder over there. So I think it's time to move this show elsewhere."
Out of nowhere, three other demons appeared and knocked out my boys and John.
"Nooooooooooooooo," I screamed, until I met my own darkness.
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"Mad, Madison please wake up." I heard, from the furthest corner of my brain. Dean, that's Dean!
I shook my head, only to have the pain increase and almost loose consciousness again. "Easy, Mad, easy."
I opened my eyes and looked around. We were in a dank, cold cellar, with no windows, the only light coming from torches. Their was a alter in the center or the room, with a chalice and ancient book on top of it. I looked to my right and there was John, arms in chains over his head on a hook. I looked to my left and there was Sam and Dean, chained the same way. Only then did I realize I was on a hook also.
"Ladybug, you ok?" Sam asked.
I nodded, but I knew what was going on. I tried to lift my arms up enough to slip off the hook but couldn't. "Well, we're pretty screwed huh?" I laughed. It was only then when I looked down that I no longer had my t-shirt on, jus my black pajama pants and my pink, lacy bra. Wow, this isn't embarrassing or anything. "Can any of you get free?"
"No kid, we all tried. We're jus gonna have to fight him when he comes back," Dean stated
"That'd be a neat trick!" the demon sauntered into the room. Only now did I get to see the demon fully. He was possessing a young guy, probably around Dean's age. He had blonde hair that draped over his right eye. He'd be cute if he wasn't possessed by a demon who wanted me as his personal sex toy. He came over to us, smirking and stood right in front of me.
"Hey sexy. Sorry about the shirt, it would jus get in the way later." He reached up and touched my face, and I shifted away from his touch. He slapped me across the face then grabbed my face and forced me to look at him. "No one and I mean no one will ever turn me down. The next time you try something like that, your brothers' will pay. Got it?"
I ignored him, and looked in the other direction. "You know what you stupid bitch, because of you, Deanie here is gonna get it!"
"No leave him alone!" I screamed, thrashing against my bonds.
"It's too late!" The demon went over and grabbed a knife from the table. He walked up to Dean and made one long slice on both if his arms, wrists to shoulders. Dean bit his lips, knowing full well what he was doing. The demon was trying to break his sister, and he knew this would work.
"Please stop! He didn't do anything to you!"
The demon walked back over to me and stood there. "Let this be a lesson to you. You did this, you hurt him! If you would have just listened none of this would have happened."
"No, your-your lying. I-I don't believe you." As much as I didn't want to believe him, he had a point. And the walls began to crumble.
"This is all your fault; if it wasn't for you, they wouldn't even be here. You're nothing but a mistake Madison. You ruin everything you touch, everyone you love you ruin! Your mom, Sam, Dean, John, they'll all get hurt because of you. If you were never born, they'd be safe at home. Your mom wouldn't be dead and Dean and Sam wouldn't live in fear!" The demon was in my face, hissing all these words that confirmed all my doubts.
He slapped my face again and grabbed my roughly around my neck, "You're killing your family Madison, I hope your proud of yourself." The demon pushed me away from him and left through the same door in which he came.
He's lying, he's lying…is he though? I could hear my brothers and John trying to get my attention, trying to tell me he was wrong that they would be here regardless of what happened in the past. I looked at Dean, tears streaming down my face.
"I'm sorry I hurt you Dean."
"Baby, look at me. I'm fine, he's going this to mess with you. He knows your weakness is us and he's using it to his advantage. Whatever happens, don't give into him!"
I looked at him and nodded, but the seed of doubt was already planted.
