I peeked my eyes open nervously, afraid of what I was about to see. Unfortunately, there were no unicorns and rainbows. I couldn't decipher where I was, it was too dark for me to see a thing, I could feel the cold, metal chains that were restraining my wrists and ankles. Only enough room for me to stand was how long the chains dangled with a clang as I moved. I shut my eyes, thinking of how stupid, unreasonable, and stubborn I have been. Of course Hannah wouldn't bring me to Heaven, Now I was in a dungeon, and I am guessing I'm being held captive by stupid demons.

As I thought of all the possible ways I could end up dying, a peek of light shone in through a door opening. "And what do we have here?" A deep voice wondered as a guy strode in. I stood up quickly, no matter how defenseless I was against the man who seemed extremely powerful. He held a silver blade in his hand carelessly, as the lights turned on with a flicker. "What's your name, sweetheart?" He asked. I glared at him as a reply, and he simply chuckled. His forehead was bare, but the top and back of his head held black hair and he had brown eyes-scratch that, black. Demon, I noted.

"Eh, I see. No name? Let's make sure..." He trailed off, I froze as the knife was no pressed up against my neck, adrenaline pumping through my veins. "I'll kill you," I croaked, it hurt to talk under the pressure of the knife. He laughed, "Never underestimate the King of Hell, darling." I gaped in shock, shaking off the feeling instantly. I started giggling despite myself, "King of Hell?" I snorted. He gave me a look in-between a glare and amusement, "What? You don't believe me?" He asked with a squint of his eyes. I shrugged, "I don't know, never really thought of an actual King of Hell." I answered honestly. "Your new to this, aren't you?" He asked rhetorically. "Maybe," I offered with a shrug. I was beyond scared for my life, but if I learned anything, it was to never show your fear. They'll use it against you. "Well, let's start with what I can do to you." He murmured, gripping the knife and cutting into my arm with ease as I screeched from the burning pain. I flinched and struggled to move my arm, but he gripped it tightly. "Let-go!" I screamed at him, but he didn't budge.

I looked at my arm in horror, blood leaking down and onto the dirty, concrete floor. "Ugh!" I spat, his face inches from mine. I spit on his face and he quickly stood up and wiped it off. "What the Hell?" He mustered in disgust. "Oh, darling, you will wish you didn't do that." He threatened with a wave of the knife. My arm was healed up within a minute, fear gripping me of what he would do to me next.

"Answer my questions or this time I will get your face," he warned menacingly. "What is your name?" He asked slowly and carefully. I wasn't going to tell him a thing. I repeated over and over to myself, hoping I could cling onto the thought and stay strong. I braced myself for the pain that never followed, "Who are you?" He asked. I simply watched him, not speaking. "You seem familiar," He added to himself quietly. He must have shrugged off the thought as he focused his attention back towards me.

"Please don't?" I asked like a question, trying to be polite. "Please?" He wondered aloud with a chuckle. "You are half demon, now show it Nephalem." He spat in a commanding voice. "No thanks, go to Hell," I said sarcastically, realizing the reference I made. "Am I in Hell?" I asked, my voice slightly shaking. He watched my eyes, as realization dawned on him.

"Do you know a Dean Winchester?" He asked, watching my motives closely. I reminded myself to lie swiftly and carefully before answering, "No, why?" I asked curiously. "I'll figure you out." He glared. "And I will figure you out, King of Hell." I countered with a smirk, ignoring the pain. I sat down, leaning against the wall, extremely tired. My arm felt tingly from the healing. Negativity and logic dawned on me, I wasn't going to find a way out.

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