I felt like I was a lab specimen, being scrutinized and experimented on. I had been tortured for the last four hours by Dean and Sam Winchester. Why? Because they fucking knew I was coming to kill them. How? Because a certain angel of theirs (Casti-fucking-el) told them. So after I entered their humble abode, thinking that I was the shit cause I was a sneaky bitch, suddenly I get attacked. And dragged down to the basement. Where I'm currently in. Tied to a chair. Underneath a devil's trap. Fuck my existence.
The wooden chair I was tied to was right smack in the middle of the basement, right underneath the devil's trap etched into the ceiling. Dean was standing in front of me, smirking, holding a bottle of holy water, ready to chuck it in my face or forcefully pour it down my throat...again...Sam was standing to the side, nose in a book full of Latin, trying to find something that would send me back to whence I came. I needed to burn that book.
So anyways, it's just the three of us chilling, every so often Dean would question me about what did I know about everything else that was going on with this fucked up world and who was I working for blah blah blah typical stuff...then when I would tell him to screw himself he would get pissed and either throw holy water at me or make Sam read something from that book that made me feel like I was going to explode. It fucking sucked.
Right after Dean asks how to stop the apocalypse (for the four hundredth time) I tell him, "Well it wouldn't need to be stopped if your dumb ass hadn't started it." Dean scowls, raising his arm with the holy water when Castiel drops in his usual attire and with that same godforsaken blank stare.
"Hello Tova."
"Fuck you." You know you would think, since I was the child of the devil that I would have all this infinite power. That I'd be able to kill Sam and Dean and Castiel in a blink of an eye. That I wouldn't be in this situation to begin with. But nooooo... I tried even getting backup because it was clear I was not getting out of here without help (I really needed to be a better demon this was embarrassing) but nothing. Apparently ESP didn't work with demons.
"I told you that I-..."
"I know you did Castiel, now shut the hell up." Goddammit I had to think of something to get me out of here...ah screw the world. The only thing that could save me was a miracle...I needed to stop hanging around Castiel.