Daddy's Secret Princess( a supernatural/Castiel romance fanfiction)

(A/N: All credit for the characters and scenes from the shows, etc. go to the writers and producers of Supernatural. The only characters I own are the ones I come up with myself. Same with settings and places and my own original scenes)

CHAPTER ONE:

Dean's p.o.v:

We all have our crazy family life's. A dad. A mom. Annoying siblings. Me? Yeah my Dad was never home....my mother dead but neither was of normal circumstances.

You see, my father, is...was... a hunter. But his prey is demons, ghosts, vampires,werewolfs, shapeshifters,etc. You name it, he's killed it. My mother burned to death after she walked in on a demon.

And then there's my little brother, Sam. Well he's not so little anymore unless you consider 6'3" little. Sammy is my right hand man and I'd do anything for him. But he's not the normal everyday snot nosed little brother. My brother....he was a baby when mom died. Died in his nursery while a demon we call the yellow eyed demon dripped demon blood into his mouth.

Now he's a grade A weirdo. He has...powers. He had visions and dreams about the future up until we killed the yellow eyed son of a bitch and accidentally opened a gate to hell.

But there's still something off about him. He hasn't been the same since....since I made a deal with a demon to sell my soul in order to bring him back.

But anyways my brother and I continue on our fathers work and are also hunters. We hunt down everything that creeps in the night and kill it , but we have saved many people at the same time.

But we do have a journal our dad left for us...it contains everything's he has ever known about monsters and is even his personal journal. But sometimes we find out things that dad decided to not mention...sometimes those things are life changing.

Right now, the apocolypse is on its way thanks to some cyco demon named Lillith and according to our own personal little angel, Castiel, I'm the one that has to end this whole carnival.

You see when my year was up for the contract where I sold my soul, I went to hell. The bible says the first seal will be broken when a richious man spills blood in hell. And only that man could end the....end.

In hell 4 months is 40 years...when Alister offered to take me off the rack if I helped torture other souls in the pit. And for 30 years I told him to stick it up where the sun don't shine. But then I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't last one more whip...one more slice....cut...rip...burn. I gave in and they took me off...and I became a monster, taking joy in torturing people in the pit.

When Cas yanked me from hell I was a new man. Everything hit me when Il dug myself from my own grave and saw the sun for the first time is what was 40 hell years.

I'll never forget what I did...what I became for a brief time. It still haunts me in my nightmares and rips at my soul. So I was the first seal and now I'll be the one to end this all.

Sam is still exorsising demons with his mind....his freaking MIND. He won't stop partially because of his little demon bestie Ruby. Castiel says he's taking a dark path and I have to get him to stop or he will.

Sammy scares the hell outta me sometimes with his mood swings and just....all the changes. I just want to end this all. End it all and continue on hunting without angels riding my ass about the apocolypse.

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"I hate suits" I growled fumbling with the buttons on my F.B.I agent suit. Sam rolled his eyes, brown hair neatly falling onto his forehead.