AN I'm really kind of heartbroken that nobody is really commenting about the story maybe the summary is to corny I don't know but I will continue to write until I just cant anymore.

The crescendo heightens, as chaos reigns,
Cadence is kept, to the cries of pain...
The smell of death, vivid realization,
The wages of war, death and tribulation...

To death's music, there is no harmony,
It's notes, conceived of brutal agony...
Grenades explode, life gets, still cheeper,
Death so close, DANCING WITH THE GRIM REAPER...

Place: A bar somewhere in Southside Brooklyn

Time: Two days after John Winchesters Death

Humans…

Vile, smelly, incompetent humans. But alas they do make good beer…and the sex isn't that bad. But for the life of me I can't understand why some of them are just plain DUMB! Like for instance the woman screaming her head off at her husband because he slapped the waitress ass for the literal 10th time, she's so fuel with anger she cant even seem to grasp that her husband isn't even paying attention to a word she's said he's too busy looking down waitress #2's shirt 3 tables down. Or the skinny geek girl with glasses that was left behind by her so called friends while they went to go flirt with the 3 bikers by the pool table. Why do humans intentionally set their selves up for disappointments that should be clear as day? For instance the rich snob that's sitting next to me talking non-stop about his cars and jet that he can't seem to grasp the fact that I'm for one not interesting nor have I been listening to what the hell he's been saying.

I suppose your wondering why am I here if I dislike humans so much? You see that stupid fucker Azazel decided to take matters into his own hands by making a deal with the one and only insufferable John Winchester to save his oh so precious son Dean. Well normally I wouldn't care if demons make deals with humans, but ounce a demon posses the body of one of my reapers then cheats them out of there duties lets say I become a little pissed. But knowing Azazel he couldn't just fuck over any reaper it had to be Tessa! She's been feeling under the weather since she got back to Limbo. To put it in a few words I was extremely livid. That's why you see I'm here drowning out my angers in Scotch and Whiskey for if I lay waste to Hell it would probably start a war that I don't feel like having. So in these instances revenge is better when the stupid asshole don't know it's coming.

The rich retard stumbles in his speech as he sees the pure evil smile form on my face.

" s s so ….um….'wanna get 'outta here?" Retard stumbles I turn my body to face him full on as I see him lick his lips in appreciation I scoff and turn back around he's cute but I can tell his abbs are not up to par and my the hes sweating I'm pretty sure his stamina is not quite there either. I give him a sympathetic smile "hunny I don't like to waste my time when it comes to that, I can tell by the way your sweeting out that Gucci suit of yours that you wouldn't last 10 minutes on this ride. But ill do you a favor." I get up and put I arm around his shoulders I turn his face to the busty red head that's been staring at him and giving my the death stare all night I guess she can feel his eyes on her so she pushes her incredibly large but also incredibly fake boobs up even more and waves at Retard. "Now I'm sure miss pornstar wannabe would prefer your company much more than I am right now at this moment so go over there, pay for her drink then in less than a minute she'll literally be dragging you out of this bar." I pushhim in pornstar's direction and turn back to my drink.

"I didn't know you were applying for a cupid position, what reaping souls getting a little bit too morbid for you agapi mou?" the seductive voice of the one and only Adonis. Yes that's right THE ADONIS Aphrodite's lover, turned demi-god. His ever present golden eyes that always seem to gleam with lust and mischief, I believe is his best character…well apart from his deep baritone voice and chizzled abbs. It's a shame that boar rammed him in the face permanently scarring him before killing him. You see the scholars as always got it wrong, Adonis wasn't just some spoiled self absorbed pussy, oh no he was a kind and very well accomplished hunter. Until that bitch named Aphrodite set her eyes on him he was hooked. She took him as her new paramour and spent 5 years deranging her into trying to make him the perfect man, and by god did she succeed. He was handsome before but after she was done he was drop dead godly gorgeous. And the vain being that she was along with the love sick infected man he was spent a century together forgetting their duties and indulging in an everlasting sex-a-thon as I like to put it. It angered Aphrodite's Lover Ares so much that he sought out her archenemy Artemis she told him what to do and needles to say he sent the boar his sacred animal to kill Adonis and it did but not without scarring his face permanently. Aphrodite tried saying him by giving him the immortal blood of the god's ichor thinking that it would heal all wounds. It did thought it made him stronger faster and hell if possible even more gorgeous…it healed everything accept his face. He loved her so much that he thought she could look over it and they would finish living there oh so great apple pie life. But he was wrong for Aphrodite was vain but also cruel she ran straight back to Ares open and awaiting arms leaving Adonis to wallow in self-pity and roam the earth. Alone and heartbroken. But he soon hardened his heart and returned to hunting. I've learned him to be a man NOT to gamble with for he ALWAYS wins. And one way or another you WILL owe Adonis a favor. And for that very reason is why I need his help for my little plan.

\"Adonis" I give a curt nod

"Agopei Mou" he licks his lips and smirks

I chuckle then lean in and wrap my hands around his neck and thrust my lips on his. We tangle in tongues for what seems like forever until I let him go.

"Oh how I've been missed" he laughs and takes the seat next to me and guzzles down the rest of my drink. "Now let's get down to business shall we?" he clears his throat giving me all his attention.

"I need a favor-"

"Obviously" he raises a brow

"I need a key to hell" I huff finally letting it out.

He stares at me but this time his head is cocked to the side, and then he lets out a small chuckle. "Correct me if I'm wrong Agopei Mou but being the leader of the reapers certain privileges have been given to you such as-" I roll my eyes and huff irritably knowing exactly where he's going. "yes yes I already know that I have my own key to hell." He scrunches up his eyebrows "so what's wrong with yours is it broken?" he lets out a bellowing laugh. "No you fool, I need a key that opens up a secrete door that wont announce my presence to all of hells occupants." I spat he lets a mischievous smile grace his handsome face and leans back in his chair with a content look upon his face. "Well now that's gonna cost you Erastis" I laugh and get up from my seat and sit on his lap and lean in till our mouths are a hairline apart. "Well I would not have it any other way, because you see I really need this favor today." He wraps his big muscular hands around my slim waist and whispers in my ear "would this have anything to do with Tessa's illness?" I snap my head to face him so quickly that I'm momentarily winded, I know better than to ask how he obtained this information for he would never tell me "yes" I sneer. He stands up kisses my cheek and puts his arms on either side of my body so that I'm caged in between the bar and his rock hard chest

"Ill give the key, and since it's for Tessa…and the fact that you don't ask for much ill give it to you for free." He says seductively and pulls out a big rusted bronze key with a skull on the top. I reach to snatch it away but he pulls it further away from my grasp.

"ah,ah,ah I do have one request" he tuts

"I thought you said it was free of charge" I narrow my eyes at him

"This is more like a favor really, it wont cost you…much"

"What is it Adonis?" I grit out getting fed up with this conversation

"When the time comes for you to help me you will at the drop of a dime. And I do mean anything." He smirks seeing my frustration

"Fine" I snatch the key but he still holds onto it

"You know your supposed to seal a deal with a kiss it is proper."

"Good thing we ain't demons then." I put the key in my bra and turn to grab my leather jacket and leave the bar with Adonis and my bar tab behind. I turn right to walk down an alleyway. I look around and make sure no ones watching and I start the chant

"Ignis, terra et dolor , et in interitum , ut damnati peto ponere pedes prodest et cum sanguis meus iubeo ingress" I take out a knife from my boot and make a clean cut on my palm. A door appears on the side of a brick building. I use the key and slide it in the entrance. The door opens with a loud groan I step in confidently and walk down the steps hearing the loud bang of the door slamming shut. I must move quickly for I'm notice. I make a right at a three-way passage and walk towards my destination. I'm suddenly engulfed in heat and can hear the faint screams of men and women. Which means I'm getting closer to my destination. I walk all the way the end of the hall and look at the nameplate above room number 6669 that states which occupants are housed inside. I peek inside and see Bukarei (boo-car-ray) Alistair's new apprentice doing his best the get his victim to scream. I watch and look with pity at inmate 6669 I can see he's trying his hardest but anyone with eyes can see his resolve is starting to crack. Before it can get worse I storm in.

INMATE 6669 P.O.V.

This demon is different. He doesn't talk much like that Yellow eyed son of a bitch; he concentrates on his "work" as he likes to put it. He takes his time but after about 3 years of this hell I'm used to it. It feels like I've been here longer than that but the demon from yesterday told me I've only been dead for about a week. Suddenly I'm snatched from my train of thoughts as my torturer is writhing in pain screaming , then suddenly he drops to the floor and in his place is a girl with a fierce looking scowl on her face. She calmly squats down and wipes off her long blade of her victims shirt and take the keys off his belt. She starts humming to a unknown toon and releases me from my bondage I slump don't on the ground, but still keep my guard up and watch her every move with narrowed eyes. We stare at each other for what seems like hors them she finally lets loose a mega-watt smile and says with a raised brow.

"Hello John"