A/N- Hey guys!! So my update today is a lot later than usual and I'm sorry!! But, I have a reason. Today my mom, my aunt, my twin cousins, and I traveled down to Myrtle Beach for the week! It took us about eight hours to get down here! But once we got settled in our hotel room, we went out and checked out some stores and went down to the beach for a second. Our room has a balcony and we can see the beach from it! It's incredible. I've never been to the beach before! So, if I don't update for a day it's probably because I was too tired, but I'll try my best. Anyway, onto Chapter 3~

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Warning: Small Bit of Torture

I had been here in this dark and damp room for multiple days. I lost count of how many a long time ago. I couldn't tell what time it was because there was no window and no clock. I was tied to a chair, my wrists tied to the arms and my ankles tied to the feet. I had tried many escape attempts but none of them worked. I was stuck. 

The light was only ever turned on when Crowley was in the room. I was barely able to open my eyes. They were almost completely swollen shut. I had blood dripping everywhere. My arms were covered in cuts of all kinds, small, large, deep, jagged, even curved ones, and I can't forget the pictures he drew just for fun. My thighs had been stabbed several times and I was always being punched. I was miserable.

At least I was given food and water. He couldn't let me die. He would torture me until I was close to death and heal me just enough to survive. He wanted me alive. He wanted my so-called "powers". 

In the beginning, I thought he was just crazy. It didn't take long for it to sink in that the books I had been reading, Supernatural, were real. This means that magic and everything else was real and I was being tortured by the Crowley, King of Hell.

Of course, I still didn't have any so-called "grand powers" that he went on and on about having. 

Suddenly the door opened and the light flicked on. Speak of the devil. 

"Any discoveries yet, love?" 

I spit out blood at his feet before speaking. 

"Yeah, I discovered that you're a stone cold dick. I used to like you. The book made you out to be a lot better." 

I saw the smirk on his face lower just slightly, making my smirk grow. I was getting to know how to get on his nerves. Also, he had long figured out that I had read the books. 

"Haha, very funny," he said, "But it's time to get started." 

He picked up his favorite knife and created and long gash against my stomach, the one place he hadn't touched yet. 

As he continued my screams continued to get louder until everyone in the whole place could probably hear me. The torture stopped for a few seconds and with my eyes closed, I assumed that he was changing tactics again. But it was another minute before anything happened. 

Curiosity got the best of me and I opened my eyes, barely. 

There, at the door, was the best thing someone in my position could ever see. 

Sam and Dean. 

"What are you two bloody doing here?" he groaned. 

Dean shot him an annoyed look. 

"What do ya think?" 

"We're here to save the girl that you kidnapped!" added Sam. 

They both raced towards Crowley as my heart started racing and my soul filled with the hope I lost after the first day. 

Two demons appeared behind the boys and before I could warn them they were being beaten to a bloody pulp. Their weapons were thrown across the room and they could not get to them. 

Crowley stood watching in glee with a smirk on his face. I stared in shock and worry as they were punched over and over again. Tears came to my eyes when I realized I was never going to get free and people would die because of me. 

I continued to stare as the building started to shake and the sounds of a storm brewing could be heard. Crowley turned to me in shock and I realized it was me doing it. 

I looked down at myself and the tears came faster as I realized he was right. I did have powers. He managed to turn me into a monster. 

The ropes around me turned to ash and I could get up. The demons currently beating up Sam and Dean turned to ash as well. They turned to look at me in shock.

I turned to Crowley but before I could even say anything he disappeared. 

I turned back around to Sam and Dean, my new powers still making a mess out of everything. 

Dust started to fall from the ceiling and I knew that the building was falling apart. Sam and Dean were staring at me and I knew that they thought I was a freak. The tears continued and I ran out of the door. I continued to run until I could find a place to hide in. Every demon I ran past turned to ash immediately and the shaking of the building grew. 

I was a freak. 

To Be Continued...

  A/N- Thanks for reading!!!! I hope you liked it! And if you did, maybe you could check out some of my other stories? (Specifically, my original Crush From Afar and two Harry Styles fanfics Meet and Greet and I Really Don't Care.) Don't forget to vote and comment!!!!!!! Let me know what you think!!!!