Title: show me where it hurts
Series: "Supernatural"
Disclaimer: Eric Kripke owns, yessir.
Warnings: Season 4 spoilers. Language, torture. It's Hell, folks.
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Alistair, Dean – mentions of John and Sam. Vaguely.
Rating: R/T/M.
Other: I wrote this as an entry to a prompt... thing. I messed up and must have misread the prompt (it was supposed to be Dean doing the torture, not Alistair), so this is the reject! But I like it.

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"Daddy didn't break," Alistair says, grinning at Dean as he runs the tip of the razor up from Dean's pelvis bone up to his heart, the blade zig-zaging its way up. Dean barely flinches as the razor slices through his nipple, eyes dead as he watches in macabre interest at the patterns that were forming on his skin. It almost looks like the key of Solomon. Huh, what do you know? "Did you know that?"

Dean does not respond. He hasn't spoken since Alistair threatened to go top-side to find Sam. Sam... it's been decades. He barely remembers what Sam looks like. Sam's my brother, right? he wonders sometimes.

"Oh, no. Not John motherfucking Winchester, not lieutenant badass. No, I did every horrible, nasty thing in the book to that man and he grinned at me." Alistair shrugs his shoulders. "Had a whole lotta fun with your dad, boy." With another shrug, this one even more casual, the demon plunges the blade into Dean's left eye. Dean's good eye rolls up in his head as he screams in agony.

"Ah, well," Alistair grins at him, teeth as black as his soul, "I have a better toy now."