Dean stares at the young woman in front of him with so many emotions taking him all at once until finally decides to speak "Millie?..."
A small smile appears onto her face "Hey Dean"
(I WILL BE DOING MAJOR CHANGES AND EDITING TO THIS STORY)- May 17...
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+••Millie's P.O.V.••+
With my demon blade I slice at the demon mist killing a few before one knocks me down making me lose the blade
I curse to myself trying to get back up only to be knocked back down again
"Get up" a familiar voice whispers in my mind "come on now get up!" the voice shouts again... it's me..
Struggling I pull myself up once again only to be shoved down again "Get up!" she shouted making me groan with struggle "I can't"
"Yes. You. Can." she growled as i'm still on all fours on the ground
"your friends can't help you there's too many of them.. Release me! Release your inner darkness. I can help you!"
Gritting my teeth I try to get up only to shoved again.
My breathing quickens... 'this can't be happening. No no no resist!'...
"It's pointless to resist. Give in." the voice said darkly as the demons woosh past me pushing into me making me yelp in pain
Getting back up my eyes widen and begin to water. Shaking my head I them letting a tear roll down my cheek... ik what I must do...
"let thy power of light flow within my veins.. For thou I am a Warrior of Heaven" I quote remembering what Amenadiel once told me when I was younger when I was being trained by the angels..
"No!" the voice shouts as I gaspin pain feeling as the new power surge through within me.. I feel...
