Raise a little hell.(Michael x reader x Lucifer)Ch.3
Plot: (Y/n) is a 19yr. Old witch with some serious daddy issues who despite everything,is like a sister to the Winchester’s and risks her life to free Michael and Lucifer from the cage.Desperate times, desperate measures,right?
Warnings: Blood,violence,it’s supernatural? Self destructive coping mechanisms,swearing,at times nsfw.Mostly comedy though.
Note:So I forgot to elaborate on what sort of destructive mechanisms I’m going to pepper into this fic!Those can range from alcoholism to even self harm,as I sure do love my angst and hurt!And I hope you like this chapter!Sorry if it’s too short,I’ll try and uptdate often.
“Well,what are you waiting for,ya idjits?Go gather all your weapons!”Bobby commanded,he felt tired.
Not even devil himself dared to object to Bobby’s command,so everyone piled out of the room to gather their collections.Soon enough,the team was back in the room,either organising or researching the relics.
Hours flew by like this,but their hard work so far seemed fruitless,all that research.At that point I was so tired,i suggested that we kill all the gods that we can and hope for the best.Sort of contradicting my previous idea.
“We can’t gank all the gods,we need to put the leaders on top of our list!”Dean hissed,his body practically merging with the couch.
“Well yeah-But we need to find out who they even are first.”Sam sighted.
“I can go up to heaven to see if anyone has heard anything,meanwhile,I suggest you go do something else,”Cas said.
Dean rubbed his face in frustration,looking all defeated until he noticed a newspaper under his feet,inspecting it a bit,his eyebrows rise.“Oh hey-look!”
“Oh wow,”There were no words to describe what we saw.I felt cold chills run down my spine.
“But a stake,really?What is this-middle ages!?”Sam briefly sent me a worried glance.
Throughout a small town,there were women getting murdered by being burned at a stake,like Salem witch trials all over again.The stakes were displayed in the busiest streets,yet according to the news,no one had seen anything.
“This ain’t right,”I felt nauseous,I scanned the room and my eyes landed on Lucifer,we made eye contact and I had a split second to decide between looking away or raising my eyebrows.I chose the latter.
Lucifer raised his eyebrows in return,wordlessly asking me ‘what?’
Sam was the unfortunate soul to notice our weird interaction,so he decided to pretend that he didn’t see anything.
It had been an hour since moose and squirrel left to play pretend as FBI agents,according to them,I was the perfect person to stay and do mountains of research.
“Stop sulking princess,you look a bit too young to be from FBI.”Chuckled Bobby.
I glared at him,hating that he was right.I got up from my seat and cracked my back letting out a satisfied groan.
The cracking noise made Michael cringe internally.
Two hours later,everything somehow had gone to shit.
I was swimming in and out of consciousness,my wrists and neck felt sore,I tried to move but couldn’t,at that my eyes snapped open and I realised I was bound to what appeared to be a stake.
With pure willpower,i stopped my heart from trying to beat out of my chest,I closed my eyes,counted to ten before reopening them to try to asses the situation and to take in my surroundings.
It looked like I was in some sort of a warehouse.It was dark and humid in a slimy way,from what I could see,the ground was coated in layers of old,dried blood.Then,I noticed an old,rusty tray filled with all kinds of scary equipment.
I felt as if fear was physically stabbing me in the heart.This was not good.
Suddenly,there were audible footsteps and whistling,I looked up and if my heart was already on the floor,then now it had definitely fallen to the deepest pits of hell.
“Surprise!”He laughed before walking to the tray of nightmares.Then,he picked up what appeared to be a rusty scalpel,he put it down before taking another,inspecting it for a few seconds.He turned to me and softly smiled,it looked creepy as fuck.When he walked in front of me I noticed that he had picked up rusty,jagged scissors.”Now,you can scream,you can even cry,but if you don’t tell me what the Winchester’s are planning,I’m going to use this!You see what it is right?Im going to cut off your beautiful breasts.”
Tears welled up in my eyes,thoughts were running through my head,was I seriously going to die by the hands of a man who I had given my virginity to?“Oh come on!Dont you have a soft spot for me?”I tried to stall my inevitable,painful demise,yet,my traitorous soul was hoping that I’ll be saved this time.
“This ain’t personal,honey.”He darkly chuckled.
“Why are you doing this!?”I was getting more panicked by the second.My eyes started focusing on him,it had been a few years since i had seen him.He hadn’t changed at all.
His features twisted into an angry,bitter expression-the same features I had once considered handsome.“You mortals are so ungrateful!Even a few centuries ago we were feared and worshipped!Then,you disgusting,hairless apes decided you’re too good for that,we lost everything,yet there was nothing we could do!”He yelled.
“Then why murder innocent women!?”I screamed in anger.
He ignored me and continued his tangent,”We’re sick of it,if the only way we can get to our former glory is by coming out of hiding,then so be it!”He started ripping open my thin shirt,”and by the way,sweetheart,they’re witches.”
“But I thought gods had nothing against witches!”
“Oh,most don’t.”He grinned at me.
“And How was this not personal?!”Stalling so far wasn’t working as good as it could have.
“That’s the dumbest reason I’ve ever heard from someone who’s trying to bring an apocalypse and that’s coming from me!”A familiar voice came from behind me.
“Why was a pagan god trying to burn witches?”Michael piped in as he plunged something into the god from behind.
Blood came out from the gods mouth as he fell to his knees,the weapon still stuck through his heart,poking out at the front.He looked over everyone one last time before his dull eyes settled on me.
And then he dropped completely.
“After all that dramatic monologue,he never actually got to the point...”Lucifer trailed off.
Both of them quickly untied me and Michael caught me off guard by lifting me off the stake bridal style,and setting me more gently than I could have expected on the ground.
“Why would he have a soft spot for you?”Michael questioned me sternly while he handed me Lucifers flannel.
“You were here the whole time!?”
“Honeeeyy,we needed the wait for the right moment!”Lucifer tried to defend himself and Michael.
My body was feeling like it could collapse any second,at that moment,I also realised that my heart was still beating uncomfortably fast,”Where’s Sam and Dean?”I questioned to distract myself.
“They’re busy with another god.”Lucifer answered,while trying to subtly look me over to see if I was hurt.
Suddenly I felt a weird sensation and we were back in Bobby’s living room.My vision focused in on the couch,so I beelined for it.”Thanks for helping me,you both aren’t that big of fluffy bastards.”
“I think you meant ‘saving’.”Lucifer retorted.He casually sat on the couch next to me,a little too close,before softly asking me,”are you okay?”
Michael subtly smiled at that,his dark chocolate eyes filling with warmth for once in his life.
