Dark Tendencies (Dean Winchester x Reader)

The Job

"You're going to let them die? For what? A small teeny-weeny chance that the Winchester brothers might kill me?" Lucifer laughed staring at you, surprise on his face. He scoffs "Have you seen those two? It's like they are in their own TV show, all melodramatic with feelings and emotions and crap. Truly I don't know how else they would have lived this long with all the bullshit they pull"

You just clench your jaw not saying a word and once again attempt to pull on the ropes binding your hands to the wooden pillar behind you.

"Sparta" he pouts while walking towards you "or can I call you y/n?"

You refuse to answer.

"y/n it is. I have heard so much about you!" He says gleefully, skipping in his step towards the demon knife he had taken from you. "I know you are far too smart to be coming with only this. Tell me, what toys are your little troop bringing me?"

He picks it up and walks towards you. "Come on now. You can tell me. Look we can even help each other. You tell me what they bring, and I back off the Hell hounds. Simple. Then we can have our little tussle, kill you all anyway, and the dingo gets the baby!"

"The only reason you want to know what we have is because you are scared" You spit.

"Scared? You think I, God of all demons, of Hell itself, am scared of a cocky bunch of misfits, a little toy gun, and a wonder like you?" He looks at you with a smirk "Honey you underestimate me. Much like how I overestimated you"

You look at him confused. Does he know about the colt? How?

"I was expecting you to be all psycho tough chick on my ass, and I was actually a little excited, after hearing all about your progress in Hell, but it turns out you are just as dull as everyone else on this God-forsaken planet"

He eyes you while playing with the demon knife in his hand.

"You know? I was just trying to be kind. Give you a chance to save those pathetic humans, but I mean, your decision." he snaps his fingers and your eyes widen, knowing that the hounds were most likely attacking.

"Well I got to be going dear," he says as you glare at him.

"I swear I will find a way to kill you," you say your eyes getting dark.

"See now THAT" he gestures towards you, with a smile plastered on his face "That is what I was wanting to see."

He comes back into the room walking up straight to your face "Maybe we can bring out that demon in you" he smirks "You don't think I can't see it there? Eating away at your humanity?"

He backs up walking out the door but pausing briefly "Better keep it under control or who knows what will happen?" He winks and shuts it behind him. You hear a loud explosion from somewhere close by and your heart sinks.

What did I just do?

***TIME SKIP***

It has been a little over a year since that day. You had gotten Jo and Ellen killed and could not live with the guilt you felt, so you buried it in work.

Unable to deal with seeing the boys pained expressions you decided it was best to hunt on your own. You missed the boys but you knew that they were better off without you, hell they probably didn't even miss you, but you knew Bobby did and it hurt your heart. You just couldn't risk more people dying on your watch. Your demon side was getting harder and harder to control and you needed a way to combat it. The only way you saw that happening was being on your own. Being able to do whatever you want, whenever you want. You would call Bobby on rare occasion.. maybe twice over the past year but you never really had anything to talk about. He would ask you to come home which would bring back the guilt and fear and then you would go running off again in the opposite direction to drown yourself in alcohol and hunting.