“I'm not going to tell you sweetheart,” I purred, grinning through the sweat, and blood covering my face. Abbadon stared down at me in pure rage. “You have been here for weeks! I will crack you! You will tell me where the Winchesters are!” She seethed, taking the blade, and cutting through my arm.
I only laughed. “Oh honey, how many times must I say this? I don't feel pain!” I said, chuckling when I saw the reaction of frustration across her face. I was a goddess. The goddess of pain. Since I was the goddess of pain, I never felt it. I only inflicted it upon others. The only reason I wasn't killing Abbadon right now was because she was amusing to me.
“What. Are. You?!” Abbadon growled, getting in my face. “Ah ah ah! It's a secret,” I cooed, giving her a wink. Abbadon shrieked, and lashed out, impaling me with the knife she had for at least the millionth time. I sighed. “You know, these skimpy weapons, and chains you use against me do absolutely nothing,” I muttered.
“Then why haven't you escaped?!” She growled. “Because your frustration entertains me,” I smirked, and licked my lips. Abbadon looked about ready to burst at this point. I decided I had had my fun. “Alright alright!” I spoke. “I'll tell you where the Winchester's are,” I said. The only reason I knew was because they thought I was a human, and that I was a huntress.
Abbadon gave me a look of shock, which turned to uncertainty, then anger again. I rolled my eyes, and healed myself fully, making the chains around me disappear, and cleaning myself up. “Well, that was fun while it lasted. Why don't we take a walk dear?” I asked, and smiled sweetly at Abbadon who was completely dumbstruck.
Abbadon screamed out for her minions, who came running in. I sighed, and snapped my fingers, causing the demon's to drop to the ground writhing in agony. Abbadon's eyes grew only about a thousand times and I grabbed her, looking into her eyes. “You chose the wrong person to mess with Abby,” I cooed.
Abbadon hissed at the nickname. “How did you do that?!” She snapped, not letting her harsh demeanor fall. “Tsk tsk Abby...I'm not telling you that yet,” I spoke, giving her a wink. Abbadon seethed, and lashed out, pinning me to a wall with her demon force. I laughed. “Oh! This is exciting! I love it when they fight back,” I cried.
Abbadon came over, and grabbed my face, her long red painted nails digging into my cheeks. “YOU WILL ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW! I AM THE QUEEN OF HELL!” She roared. I giggled. “That...Was sexy,” I said, biting my lip seductively, which only infuriated Abbadon even more. “Tell me who and what you are or I'll kill you,” She growled, her voice dropping.
I took a deep breath, and gave out a sigh. “Oh sweetie! I can't die! Believe me I've tried. There's one thing that can kill me though, but I'm not telling you!” I sang, wiggling my eyebrows. Abbadon gave out a roar of frustration, and punched me in the stomach with such force, the wall I was pinned to cracked.
“Ooh, you're lucky I can't feel pain, cause if I did, that wudda hurt,” I said, and gave her a mock pout, fluttering my eyelashes. Abbadon was trembling with rage, her face almost as red those painted nails of hers. “Tell ya what...Why don't ya give me a little kiss, and maybe then I'll consider helping you out,” I teased.
Abbadons eyes flickered to all black before she hissed angrily at me. I sighed, and snapped my fingers, making her hold on my, cease. Abbadons eyes widened, and she tried to pin me back, only to fail. I let out a yawn, and approached her, grabbing her by the waist, and pulling her against me, feeling her body against mine...Well...Her vessel's body.
“The name's Y/N,” I whispered, making sure my breath hit her neck. Abbadon inhaled sharply, and struggled to get out of my grip. I wasn't about to let her get away. “Shh,” I muttered. “Tell me sweet Abby, what does it feel like to be inferior to someone?” I cooed, trailing my tongue along her neck, and starting to kiss her jaw line.
“What... Are... You?!” Abbadon seethed, venom dripping from every word she spat. I chuckled against her smooth skin, and lifted my head so our faces where mere centimeters away. “I thought it was obvious,” I whispered, brushing my lips against hers. She tasted sweeter than I thought she would considering she was a demon.
Abbadon let out another scream, and I cackled, forcefully pressing my lips to hers. She tried to shove me off her, but to my surprise, she ended up kissing back with a passion I never dreamed she would have. I ran my hands down her waist, and she tangled her's in my hair, pulling on it, and forcing me closer to her.
She suddenly, left her vessel, and tried to enter my body. I sighed, and flicked my wrist, sending her back to her own vessel. “Really? You kissed me to posses me? You demon's are idiots,” I muttered, and Abbadon glared coldly at me, her red hair flying in every direction. “I must say, it was lovely to spend time with you...but I must get going,” I grinned, giving her a wink, before disappearing, her screams of frustration the last thing I heard.