Supernatural Imagines

Imagine #44

Imagine: Lucifer using you to get to Gabriel's head

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I was tossed into the floor again, wondering how long it would be before someone came to my rescue. You would figure I would be long gone by now, considering I was kidnapped by the devil himself.

Lucifer came over to me and grabbed my shirt front once again, picking me up off the floor of the abandoned warehouse we were in. He hit me and spread out the blood on his knuckles, and I grunted again. I prayed for help, from Castiel, from Gabriel, anyone. It seemed to be no use.

"Well, it's been about an hour," Lucifer said, looking around while holding onto me. "And uh, good ol' Gabe still hasn't shown."

"I told you he wouldn't," I groaned out, barely able to make words. "He's not th-that stupid. You're just wasting your time."

He wrapped his arm around my throat and squeezed. I choked as he brought his face closer to mine. His eyes glowed.

"You're right," He growled, squeezing tighter.

The doors busted open and surprisingly, Gabriel showed with an angel blade in his hand. He was angry. Lucifer wrapped his arm around the front of my shoulders and pulled his own angel blade to my throat. They glared at each other.

"Lucy, what's all this for, big bro?" Gabriel grinned, trying to act tough. "There's no need for all this. Why don't you leave the poor girl alone?"

"And miss the look on your face as I start breaking her bones with my bare hands?" Lucifer challenged, making Gabe's grin fall. "I think I'll keep her right here for now."

"...What do you want?" Gabriel questioned, getting serious. "You brought me here, so what do you want from me?"

"I want the location of Castiel and the Winchesters," Lucifer said, and my heart sped up. "Y/N here says you were just with them. Where are they?"

"Gabriel, don't tell him," I spoke, and Lucifer squeezed my throat with his arm, making me wheeze.

"Let's see, which bone to start with?" Lucifer said, thinking out loud.

Lucifer used his other hand to pull my arm behind me. I struggled to pull away from Lucifer, and Gabriel could see. He wouldn't give in yet. Lucifer started turning my arm in a direction it's not supposed to go.

"Lucy," Gabriel tried.

"You make one wrong move, and I'll snap it," Lucifer growled. "One chance, Gabe."

"I don't-" Gabriel said, but he was interrupted when Lucifer turned my arm really hard.

I yelled out when the snap echoed through the room. I grunted and Lucifer let my arm plop down on the floor, painfully. He grabbed my chin and my shoulder, holding me still.

"Alright, Gabriel," Lucifer said. "Where are they?"

Gabriel said nothing. I breathed heavily, suddenly frightened by the chance of dying today. Lucifer prepared to pull my head to the side swiftly before Gabe shouted.

"Wait! Wait," Gabriel sighed, looking at me. "Downtown Chicago. Motel called Blue Time Inn."

"Thank you," Lucifer said, shoving me away and disappearing.

I held my arm close to me, trying to shove myself off the floor with my shaky limbs. I spit blood out of my mouth as Gabriel came over and flipped me onto my back, letting my head rest on his knee. I tried to keep my eyes open, but my head hurt so bad and my world was spinning. He was concerned.

"Why wou-..." I tried, blood running down the side of my face. "You idiot. Why w-- Why did you tell him?"

"Y/N, come on," He grinned, wiping hair out of my bloody face. "I wasn't gonna let him kill the only human I've ever loved."

I tried to process his words as he lifted me up. Before I could see what was going on, my head dropped back and my eyes closed.