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The Truth about 1827⚠️⚠️


Warnings: BLOOD, TORTURE, RAPE, PTSD

DISCRETION ADVISED


Crowley had save the girl from killing herself and now he had to deal with Hell's punishment, the ground beneath him opened up and swallowed him hole. He fell for what seemed like hours before Crowley landed in Lord Beelzebub's office.

"Crowley Crowley Crowley, what, did you think no one was watching?"

"I was hoping"

"HASTUR!" They shouted

Hastur came in with three other demons.

"Punish him"

Two of the three demons which came in with Hastur grabbed Crowley whilst Hastur grinned knowing that he was going to have some fun torturing Crowley. 

The three demons brought Crowley into a small room with nothing but a hook hanging from the ceiling, They cuffed Crowley to the chain and raised it up so he was just hanging there, his feet barely scraping the ground.

"So you save a girl who would have come here for the only act of killing herself" said Hastur who walked over to the table he had miracled up, the table with various weapons and tools to use on Crowley.

"Screw you Hastur!" exclaimed Crowley who got backhanded by Hastur

One of the demons who had walked in with Hastur had walked up to Crowley with a knife and began to cut off his shirt leaving his chest bare. Hastur took the opportunity and picked up a whip and walked behind Crowley.

Hastur cracked the whip before Hitting Crowley with it for the only reason of scaring him, the next time his used the whip it made a huge gash down Crowley's back to which he screamed out in pain.

"That's right Crowley let me hear you scream"

"YOUR A FUCKING BASTARD!"

This went on for what felt like hours, Hastur was quite literally hacking away at Crowley physically and Mentally. Hastur finally was about to go for a break when he let in another demon, a demon Crowley knew, he was quite annoying and to the fact that he was very ugly.

"He's all yours"

RAPE WARNING

Hastur left the room leaving Crowley with this new demon, who walked up to him from behind and removed Crowley's trousers. The demon was quite confused until he felt the other Demons member at his entrance and he wasted no time in plunging it into Crowley as he winced at the sudden intrusion and the force of the demon currently taking no prisoners in his assault.

It felt like an eternity before Crowley felt the demon remove himself and he left the room. This routine went on for days, which turned into months which turned into four years.

RAPE OVER

Crowley was quite broken by this point, his mind had simply shut down after the first few months now it was only his body taking the punishment. Which is why he didn't know that Beelzebub walked into the room with Hastur.

"Take him back to earth"

Two demons picked up the demon, to which Hastur miracled a simple pair of trousers and a simple shirt on, and brought him to the elevator up, they put him on the floor and pressed the earth button. 

The doors shut and the elevator went up to earth with nothing but a broken demon inside. Luckily the elevator appeared on a very specific street. The angel who lived in the bookshop across the road noticed the bright elevator and the body lying on its floor.

Aziraphale walked out of the shop and over to the elevator, he approached carefully as he had no idea who this mysterious person was, he stopped dead when he saw the mop of long red hair.

"Crowley?"

The angel turned over the demon and stared at him in shock.

"Oh my dear boy what did they do to you?" asked the angel who placed his hand on the demon's cheek.

The demon was just staring into space, not even acknowledging that his angel was right in front of him. Aziraphale picked up the demon and walked back towards his shop, he took the demon up the stairs and into his bedroom. The angel placed the demon on the bed using a miracle to heal the demon's back so there would be no pain, he would always have scars, miracles couldn't heal that well but it was a start.

"Oh Crowley, please come back to me" He said sitting on the edge of the bed and taking the demons hand whilst also entering his mind.


"Crowley?" asked the angel into the darkness.

"He's not here"

Aziraphale turned to see a very familiar angel standing before him.

"No disrespect but I'm not looking for you Raphael, now where is he?"

"He disassociated, his mind is in here somewhere but where I do not know"

"What did they do to him?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Tell me"

"I'll show you" Raphael walked up to Aziraphale and placed his hands on the sides of his head pouring in the memories of Crowley's torture in hell.

When it was over the angel had silent tears running down his face, he had seen his best friend get tortured and raped over and over and it almost broke him, he realised at this point that it had broken Crowley, Hell had broken his best friend.


"Angel?" 

The angel turned around to see the Demon kneeling on the ground before him. Aziraphale walked up to him and knelt down to face him.

"Oh my dear boy"

Crowley didn't say anything he only broke down in tears to which the angel wrapped his arms around him as Crowley cried into his chest.

"Oh my dear, we'll work through it together, I promise, you're not alone"

Aziraphale could hear Crowley mumble something.

"Shh its okay, just please come back to me" said the angel who looked at his demon in the eyes.

"You need to leave now, his mind is becoming one with his body" said Raphael

"I'll be waiting for you and we'll work through this together, I promise" said Aziraphale to Crowley

Aziraphale left Crowley's mind and waited for him to wake up from his disassociation, which didn't take long, Crowley shot up in bed and was looking around frantically.

"Hey hey its okay, you're safe here, its okay" said Aziraphale who took Crowley's hands.

Crowley launched himself at Aziraphale and hugged him so tight because he was afraid that this was another trick, that Hell was playing with him but even if it was he was glad to see his face.

"Shhh let it out my dear" said Aziraphale who noticed the demon had begun crying.

"I'm sorry angel"

"Do not apologise Crowley, you have nothing to be sorry for" said Aziraphale looking the demon square in the eyes "They are the ones who should apologise, they are the ones who hurt you but now, you are safe and you always will be safe with me...always"

Crowley felt safe for the first time in years, right there in his angels arms and so the long road to recovering began. Crowley knew it would be along time before he would be okay but he had his angel and so everything would be alright, everything was when Aziraphale was around.

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