Another Hunter

Another Hunter

I know I know, a lot of Castiel fan fictions, but this one is very in depth. Let me know if you like it!!!

published on May 22, 201415 reads 4 readers 0 not completed
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Chapter 8.

Ch. 8

I wake up tied to a wooden table, tilted at an angle. I see the demon standing across the room, polishing a knife. I'm still wearing my night clothes, which didn't consist of much. I shiver a chill of cold, and fear.
"You're awake!" He smirks. I see Nat still out near me. "We're going to have so much fun!" The torturing begins, and with each knife cut my screams get hoarser and hoarser.
"Why?" I ask when I have a chance. My voice is barely audible.
"To get Sam and Dean to come." I begin laughing, but it turns to a cough.
"They hate me. They'd rather be doing this themselves." The demon looks momentarily convinced, before it rolls its eyes.
"They'll come." He cuts in again, but my body is numb. "What, no choruses of screaming?" He pouts. "I guess we have to wake Nat up for the next part. He flicks his fingers and Nat gasps for air. My table drops parallel with the floor. I'm only tied by my neck, ankles and wrists. The demon undresses, and I realize what will happen. I scream, and so does Nat.

******In the middle of......... RAPE BY DEMON......*******
The door bursts open. Tears are streaking down my face. I look and see Cas. He looks unstable at the situation before him but he forces the demon away. My restraints come undone, and Nat rushes over. I curl into a ball on the hard table, crying silently. Cas is thrown to the wall and he knocks unconscious.
"I love you, Aurora, no matter what. But my duties as your guardian angel come before my life..." Nathaniel rushes at the demon, and a white light erupts. I cover my eyes and fall onto the cold floor. I open my eyes again and Nat and the demon are gone.
"Aurora, are you alright?" Castiel is by my side.
"Where is he?" Cas frowns.
"He saved you. He... used his energy to cancel out the demon." A new wave of tears begin falling over my cheeks.
"He's dead?" I ask, my lips quivering.
"I'm sorry," Castiel lifts me from my heap on the floor and pulls off his trench coat.
"No, it'll get dirty." He shrugs and forces it over my naked and bloody body. We begin walking out but I soon loose the ability to walk. He catches me from falling and carries me. I lean against his warm body and with the beat of his heart and sway of his step, I slip into a dreamless sleep.
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