To The Ends Of Hell

Reaching the Surface

Dean pov
     I took in a deep breath as soon as my head hit the surface. Dirt covered me from head to toe. Climbing out of the hole, I looked around disoriented. What happened? How'd I get out of hell? My entire body ached, but there was a peculiar burning sensation coming from my shoulder.  I looked around to see where I was, but it was of no use. I was in the middle of nowhere with trees looking as if they had been blown to the side by a bomb of some sort. Through my delirium it became obvious that I needed to find water, so I decided to ask questions later and find some civilization first.

     I find what appears to be an abandoned gas station. Walking inside I travel my way through the store to find a few bottles of water in a run down refrigerator. I turn to grab a bag and pick out the things I need just realizing the long journey I have ahead of me. I turn around and walk out of the station.

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     I reach Bobby's house and knock on the door, I know from experience that he won't believe that I'm alive. Hell, I can't believe that I'm alive. I need to figure out how I got out of hell, and I know the only way I'll be able to do that is with Bobby's help. I hear footsteps coming towards the door, the door swings open and....

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     We stand in the barn and recite the incantation touching the hand mark scarring my shoulder. It begins to burn excruciatingly hot, so much that I can just nearly bare it. And then we hear a loud clap somewhat like thunder from lightning. I look in the middle of the demonic circle to find the body of a woman.

     My mouth drops as I stare at her, the pain in my shoulder completely gone. Her back is facing us and I stand not understanding the clench in my stomach as I see the elegant tattoo running up her spine.

     She turns around and I notice what the girl is wearing. It's beautiful and intricate, making her look like some sort of warrior princess. She holds a long black spear, decorated with golden talismans. My eyes travel up her curvaceous frame until my eyes meet hers. I feel my heart jump, as our gazes connect. Her eyes are beautiful. Bright blue around her pupil and dark, nearly black, blue round the brighter blue. I feel as I've been punched in the stomach with emotions that I don't understand. Not even in the slightest.

     It felt like I had been staring at her for ages, but I'm sure it was merely seconds. I fight with myself and find it harder to break our connection than I thought it would be. Turning to look at Bobby, I see he's passed out cold on the cement floor. "Bobby?" I ask unsure of what had happened to him.

     "Don't won't worry, Bobby will be perfectly fine." She says, her voice soft and soothing. Before I can ask what happened to him, she speaks again, "I know we agreed that I would relinquish my demonic powers Dean, but you didn't have to catch me. I would have done it on my own." She says matter of factly, laughing a little.

      "What are you-" I begin to question, but she interrupts me.

      "This isn't going to feel good," she murmurs as she gets in a stance as if preparing for a strong impact. All of a sudden she throws her hands to the ground. Standing up, the dust clears to reveal the ground has large cracks surrounding her, breaking the seal.

      I grab the knife from behind me prepared to kill the beautiful demon myself. Just as I think this, she begins to chant incoherently under her breath. My confusion enhances evermore as a dark black liquid begins to bubble up from the cracks. I take a step back and watch, stunned as she allows the goo to travel up her legs, around her torso, and trap her arms to her sides.

       She begins to breathe heavily as if every breath brought her a new found strength. And then the goo turns to chains, I watch not understanding what's going on as the chains begin to glow. The woman screams in pain and I don't understand why until I see the smoke billowing from her skin. The chains are burning her. 'Why was she doing this? What exactly was she doing?' I wonder. The chains burn brighter, but her screams die down. She stands breathing heavily as they continue to burn her.

        Then suddenly the chains begin to slither back down into the ground where they came from. Along with it, a dark smoke seeps from her, following the chains down to what I assume is a trail to the underworld. The chains leave deep wounds on her skin and I watch, amazed, as the wounds that had just been bleeding heal up as if they'd never even been there in the first place. The last of the chains had once again turned into the goo and slivered its way into the ground to wherever it came from.

       The woman stares at my shocked face for a moment and then she turns extremely pale. I'm unsure of what to do as I watch her fall to the ground. She lays there and I finally find myself snapping out of my trance. "What the hell just happened?" I question.