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8th-Mar-2010 05:46 pm
chlean---Oh-Boy Looks


Title: Hell
Sequel to: Into The Dark
Characters/Pairings: Slight Chloe/Dean, Meg, Beelzebub, Mammon
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own
Summary: Chloe is going insane in hell. Though not for the reasons one would think.
Written for my LiveJournal Paranormal25 150 Prompt Table. Prompt of the day #12: Hell





The scream could be heard echoing throughout the whole of hell.

A couple of Pit Masters looked up from where they'd been enjoying torturing the souls of the damned, and a couple chuckled, used to the familiar sound of agony and defeat.

In her office, Chloe Sullivan threw down her pen, giving up. "That's it! I quit!"

There was a knock at the door and then a head peeked in. "I heard screaming that was louder than usual."

"I'm in hell!" Chloe snapped.

"Yes, the eternal flames and anguish kinda gave that away." Came the snark as the demoness entered the office.

Chloe glared, eyes white and unamused. "So help me Megora, this is not the time to trifle with me!"

Meg smiled, sashaying towards her fellow demoness. "What's going on now, Chloe? The books giving you a hard time?"

"Yes. They are." The blonde sat down on the chair once more and looked over the many Infernal Records.

Meg leaned her hip against the desk. "You sure it isn't something else? You're usually good with the books. I mean, during the 100 years you've been with us Management in Hell has gone up in such a way that even the Elders are saying the only time it was better was when Lucifer himself was in charge."

"Flattery. It's all flattery, because they know no one else would be stupid enough to take this job." Chloe bemoaned. "They told me it'd be easy, that I wasn't made to be a Pit Master. Why wasn't I made to be a Pit Master? They don't know that! They never even gave me a chance!"

"It's not dignified for the future Queen to be working in the pits." Meg sneered at the very thought. "It makes sense that after your arrival and orientation you'd be trained to rule us. When Lucifer is found and freed you will be reigning over Hell on Earth by his side, and the experience you have on the job here will help you then."

"You know I don't believe in Lucifer." Chloe grumbled, eyes going back to her books. "He's a fairytale the Elders tell us so we'll behave and do as they say."

Meg glared at her. "He is too real. And you're his Chosen Queen, the Books of Damnation themselves speak of you. How can you doubt them?"

"Maybe it would help if I had my memory of my life on earth, so I could know what I did to 'deserve the honor'." Chloe sighed, looking up at her friend and minion. "Everything before waking up here is a blank. I don't know anything but life as a demon, although I know I lived to be twenty one years of age due to the age of my soul when I first came here."

"You don't need to remember your life before hell." Meg insisted, as she always did. "This is the existence that matters. And you're doing wonderfully. Even Alastair has no complaints."

"That's just because due to my making the system more efficient, the Head Pit Master has a more diverse group in the Pit to play his games on." Chloe leaned an elbow against the desk and her cheek against her fist. "I---I want to go up. I want to have some fun. Everyone here has had some fun but me."

"It wouldn't be safe up above for you." Meg frowned darkly. "And if you went up who would choose the right candidates to journey up when those idiots summon us? Ever since you've been doing that, handpicking the right demons to ascend, so many more souls have been condemned and brought here for us to turn into ours. We have been growing into such a large army that heaven fears us! They finally know to tremble in their girly little boots! Why else would they have tried to take Winchester?"

Chloe frowned, remembering that. "I've never read about heaven trying to take a soul out of hell before. There's no record of it in any of the Books of Damnation."

"The Elders never heard of it being tried before either." Meg admitted. "It kinda shook us all."

Chloe suddenly grinned. "I think heaven was the most shaken. Especially when Dean didn't go with them."

Now that had had the angel in charge rattled.

She guessed the ones above didn't like thinking that hell could be a place that anyone would like to live in. And, well, according to Meg before Chloe had arrived Hell had been..well hell...even for demons. It'd been a place of conflict and pain and chaos. When Chloe had arrived, and had been told she'd been given the extraordinary task of taking hell in hand and straightening up the mess it'd crumbled into after Lucifer had been kidnapped and locked away in some hidden place by heaven, she'd nearly suffered a minor nervous breakdown. But she must have had some experience on earth dealing with a large group of powerful, conflictive group of people, because she found it easy (once she'd put her mind to it) to whip up the Masters into shape. In the end even the ones who'd sneered at her when she'd first arrived were helpful minions, and she surveyed everyone's work from the Office above the whole of hell.

The door opened without a knock, and Dean stood there, leaning against the doorframe, smirking. "I heard the screams. Thought it must be the day you were going over the books."

Chloe looked up and smiled when she saw Dean. He was one of the Pit Masters, second only to Alastair himself, and the one heaven had tried to take. He---there was something about this demon in particular that had always intrigued her from the moment she'd first seen him, and the intrigue hadn't let up, blossoming into many different feelings she knew the others frowned upon since she was supposed to be "Lucifer's Own", but she really didn't give a rat's ass.

"Shouldn't you be in the pits?" Megora wanted to know, eyes narrowed.

"My shift's over." He replied, shrugging, gaze solely on Chloe. "Wanna take a stroll by the lake of fire?"

"Sure." She stood, ignoring the look of reproach Meg was sending her, hurrying towards Dean's side and smiling up into his face as she took the arm he offered her, and let him lead her away from the torturous books. "Thank you." The blonde whispered in relief, taking in a deep breath and enjoying stretching her legs as they left the office and began their walk towards the ledge over the lake of fire.

"You're welcome." Dean acknowledged, chuckling. "Anyway, I was getting a little bored, so I thought I should use you as an excuse while I could."

"The words you say, my sir, they stir a woman's heart." The blonde deadpanned, waving in acknowledgement to the calls of her name and the slight bows that always irritated her a little. But since she was the 'future queen' who 'had brought hell out of discord', well, the demons seemed to kinda worship her. "You must have been a Casanova on earth, with such a charmer's tongue."

He chuckled. "I'll have you know that I was a Casanova! And what do you know about Casanova anyway? I thought you didn't remember anything about earth?"

"I don't remember my life on earth." She corrected. "I remember the literature and the movies and the smell of freshly cut grass...but nothing about myself or what I did or who I loved." She lowered her gaze thoughtfully. "I think that is my hell. Not knowing what I wish to know the most."

Dean was silent for a moment, before sending her a look. "You should be glad you don't remember your life before this. It only brings you sadness."

She looked up at him, surprised by the emotion behind those words. "If you really feel that way, why did you stay when the angels gave you a way out?" He smiled, eyes flashing pitch black. "Because this is who I am now, Chloe. I'm not the person I once was, I've been here two hundred years. I wouldn't know how to live somewhere else." He paused, gaze caressing her body. "And, lately, it's not been too bad living here."

She blushed and looked away, smiling.

They reached the beginning of the ledge and continued their walk in silence.

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"If you don't stop quibbling amongst yourselves I'm going to leave you to deal with the situation on your own." Chloe threatened, growling, not in the mood to listen to those two fighting like an old married couple. Honestly, they were the ones she had to go and council the most out of all of her charges, and they should be ashamed of themselves! They were important demons! They should be behaving better than this! Should be setting an example for all the younger ones!

"He wants to tell me what to do and how to do it!" Beelzebub pointed a finger made of pure, living flies at the accused. "He thinks he's the big thing down here it makes me sick!"

"He thinks he's so important just because there was a book written about him. Maybe." Mammon snapped. "No one thinks that the Lord of Flies was you Beelzebub! They think it was the kids' imagination playing tricks on them!"

"It's my title! Of course they know that I was the one those kids worshipped!" Beelzebub snarled, taking a menacing step forwards. "You're just jealous because you don't have such a prominent book written about you! You greedy little bastard!"

"Why you---!"

"Gentlemen!" Chloe threw up her hands, causing them to look at her. "These are old grievances that I refuse to go over again! Is there something else that has brought you to me today? If not, I'll punish you both for disturbing me by making you do the accounting of the treasures caverns!"

Both Elder demons trembled at the thought, taking a couple of cautious steps backwards.

"Don't be so cruel my Queen!"

"Have mercy on us my Lady!"

She steepled her fingers, leaning forwards on the desk, narrowing her eyes at them. "Do you have a new grievance to come to me about?"

They nodded vigorously.

"Who's the plaintiff and who's the defendant?" She sighed, defeated, realizing she was going to have to listen to them and do the accounts on her own.

"I'm the plaintiff." Beelzebub announced, taking a cautious step towards her, still not absolutely sure she wasn't going to make him do the accounting. "Mammon came into my dominion and tried to take some of my captives! My flies were enjoying feasting on their flesh and this one wants to deprive them of what is rightly theirs!"

"They are my souls!" Mammon defended, stepping forwards. "I know those who I made greed for money corrupt their souls and bring them here! I was the one who made them fall so I should be the one who gets to enjoy their torture not fly boy!"

"Call me that to my face!" Beelzebub's flies hummed more furiously.

"I just did!" Mammon hissed.

"That's it!" Chloe stood up, banging her palms down on the desk, causing the demons to jump and look at her warily. "You two are going to have to do one nice thing for the other by tonight or you will both be banned from being summoned above for at least a hundred years!"

"No!" They gasped in unison, horror on their faces at the thought of being kept down here that long when they had a chance for an escape.

Chloe narrowed her eyes, thinking about how she had been down here for that long. "I have eyes everywhere. If you don't do your punishments by tonight I will know. And no one gets to ascend without my approval! So get out of here now!"

The demons hurried out of the office.

The blonde collapsed into the chair, groaning, hands to her head.

And to think she still had the accounting to do after this.

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"What are you doing?" Dean asked, amused, leaning against the stairs with his back to her, arms folding over his chest.

"Hiding." Came a voice from the shadows underneath said stairs. "What does it look like I'm doing?"

He chuckled. "It looked like that, but I couldn't be certain. You're very quirky, so I figured this could be one of your newest quirks."

"Listen mister smart ass. Either you go away or you join me in here because otherwise you're just giving away my hiding place and I have very few left." Chloe's voice was petulant. "Meg's found almost all the ones I have and searches them all when I go missing so she can drag me to that infernal office! I swear! If I have to look at one more piece of paper---!"

Dean chuckled and ducked under the stairs into the shadows, finding her outline in the darkness and sitting down next to her on the floor. "It can't be all that bad."

"Its worse. I'm being tortured like no one else here." She bemoaned, hunched over. "What did I ever do on earth to deserve this sort of life?"

Dean laughed. "You don't have it so bad! You weren't even tortured when you first arrived! You're just being spoiled."

"I'm not spoiled." She grumbled at him before going deadly silent when she saw a couple of feet walking passed the stairs.

"She's so cruel." One of the demons was whispering in awe to the other. "Imagine making Mammon and Beelzebub be nice to each other! Not even Lucifer was cruel enough to do something like that!"

"It's a good thing she came to keep everyone in line." The other agreed. "How did we ever survive without her here? We were going soft and we didn't even know it!"

The demons continued on, speaking her wonders.

Chloe's face fell into a large, undeniable pout. "Great."

Dean raised an eyebrow at her, nudging her shoulder with his. "I thought hearing how much everyone loves you would make you happy."

"Happy?" She gasped in horror. "HAPPY? Do you even know what this means!? I'll tell you what it means! It means I will never get the opportunity to go aboveground! I will never have some fun with the humans! Play with the humans! See what they look like on the inside!" She pouted. "I have nothing to brag about at the get-togethers!"

"You do the accounting of 789 treasure caverns, that's enough to brag about."

She glared at him. "I mean real demon work, Dean. I don't do real demon work! I've never even been allowed in the pits!" She whined. "I'm bored!"

He smiled at her in the darkness. "How about this? When the next fool opens up a hell gate, I'll help you get out. Hell, I'll go with you, keep you safe and show you how messing with humans is done."

Her eyes widened. "Would you?"

He nodded. "It'll be fun to be out, do some work, and torture Meg in the meanwhile as she's stuck down here to do the paperwork herself."

"I love you!" Chloe cried, throwing herself on top of him, the weight causing them both to fall on the ground, her straddling him.

They froze, looking at each other, one set going pitch black and the other going snow white.

"CHLOE!" They could hear Meg calling. "Chloe where are you?"

Chloe's eyes widened and she looked out, seeing an annoyed Meg calling for her, walking passed her hiding place.

"Oh come on!" Meg called. "It's not that bad! You're making great progress on the paperwork!"

Chloe snorted.

The demoness walked by, not having found the hiding place.

Chloe sighed in relief, body going lax, and then she remembered the position she was in and smiled down at him. "Hi."

All Dean did was smile back up at her.

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"Is there more news on the Demon Killer?" Chloe asked, looking up from the reports with a frown.

Meg leaned against the wall, nodding. "From reports of the few who've been exorcised and brought back here, we have an unconfirmed, yet very terrifyingly large quantity of soldiers who have been massacred by this Demon Killer."

"But how is he doing it?" Chloe asked, unable to understand it. "There are only a certain amount of bullets in the Colt--the last was used to kill Azazel, am I not correct?"

Meg nodded, flinching, remembering the death of her father.

"And then there's the demon killing knife...but this Demon Killer is murdering groups of demons together. The knife wouldn't have been enough." She leaned forwards on the desk. "Has none of those who have been exorcised have been able to give us more information on him?"

"Those who have been exorcised have been done so by other hunters, not the Demon Killer. Those who come face to face with the Demon Killer don't get exorcised."

Chloe nodded, standing up and going to look out of her windows, which overlooked the pits. "Is there any way to...I don't know...arrange a meeting of sorts? Maybe there is some deal we can come up with that would interest him? I don't like the idea of sending my men aboveground if there's someone up there with the ability to kill them."

Meg looked decidedly uncomfortable. "Anything he would want we are not willing to give him."

Chloe turned towards her, eyes narrowed. "Is there something you know that you're not telling me, Megora?"

The demoness nodded truthfully. "I have my reasons for not saying anything, Chloe."

The blonde eyed her curiously. "I do not like you having secrets from me, Megora. If you know something you need to tell me."

The demoness took in a deep breath. "The Demon Killer---his brother, and the woman he loved---are in the Pit."

Chloe's eyes widened as suddenly his obviously intense hatred of demons made sense. "Ah. I see." She leaned against the glass. "Yes, you're right, nothing he would want we would be willing to give him. They're here because they deserve to be here. And we're not about to look weak and give up some souls just so he will stop."

Meg smiled, nodding, agreeing completely.

"Still, I want you to debrief all of the returning soldiers. They might have information and not even realize it."

"Sure." Meg nodded. "What will you do?"

Chloe sighed, going to sit down. "I'm going to have to go through the Books of Damnation and see if there has been anything like this in the past. We need to know what he's doing and how to counter it."

Meg bowed and left to do as told.

Chloe groaned.

She hated books.

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"You okay?"

She didn't look up as he sat down next to her on the ledge outside of the window in her office. "Not really."

"Somehow this doesn't seem like the Paperwork Blues." Dean commented from her side, their legs dangling down into the air. "What's eating you, Shortstuff?"

"It's the Demon Killer." She admitted. "When we break out of here, I wanna see him for myself, see how he does it."

Dean shook his head. "It doesn't make much sense if we see it when he's using it on us."

"We would trail him, hide in the shadows."

"Like you would just stand back and watch him kill one of the demons you handpicked to go up." Dean knew her all too well. "You'd get in the middle of things and end up being killed as well. No thank you."

"Why does everyone underestimate my demonhood?" She asked, serious. "They think I'm Lucifer's Own, and yet they don't trust me in the pits, they don't trust me aboveground, they don't trust me with this Demon Killer. What am I contributing to the system? The accounting? We have tons of accountants in hell. They could do the accounting."

There was silence.

Chloe sighed. "Dean?"

"Yes?"

"Why wasn't I tortured?"

He turned to look at her, confused. "What do you mean?"

"Why have I never been into the pits?" She turned to look at him, so many questions in her eyes. "Why was I the only one who just turned into a demon the moment I got down here? I didn't even need to be broken, I just became."

He frowned at her. "I don't know. That's how it was." He shrugged. "Maybe it was a part of your deal, or maybe its because from the moment you came they knew you were Lucifer's Own. Maybe that just tainted you immediately when you came down here, that connection everyone says you share with him."

"Connection-smection." She snorted, unimpressed. "I don't believe in him."

"I know you don't." Dean nodded. "I kinda hope he's a myth too." There was a moment's silence before he laid his hand over Chloe's on the roof.

She didn't look at him, instead her gaze went to their hands and then a small smile touched her lips as she looked down below them at the pits, wheres screams of agony ascended to their ears. "When we break out, we're going to have fun toying with the humans, aren't we, Dean? You'll show me how it's done, won't you?"

He tightened his grip. "Of course."
Comments 
8th-Mar-2010 11:28 pm (UTC)
oh wow so chloe does not remmber sam at all . but he is the one she is meant for oh wow. so cas did not get dean out because he wanted to stay with chloe. meg knows that dean and chloe are what sam wants oh wow. PPMS
8th-Mar-2010 11:35 pm (UTC)
Yep yep yep! Hole in one!
9th-Mar-2010 12:28 am (UTC)
I usually read your stories at FanFiction.net but read this one here so its only appropriate that I comment here. Can't wait to see Chloe and Dean run amok on Earth! AND what they do when they come across the Demon Killer. Will Chloe remember? Will Dean still feel protective of him? Deliciously naughty...every once in awhile I like reading a good story where the bad guys actually win if written well you actually start routing for them lol! Did you ever read the Chloe/Lex story I think it was called Now Heres To World Domination? I think written by Fiona or Scifichick. I love almost allyour stories (right now Thing of Radience is my fav and I eagerly look forward to more) so I can't wait until you continue with this one. I would like to ask though if you have a master list where your stories are grouped together because your a great profilic writer its its sometimes difficult to go through your whole list to find your one shots that are linked together. Thanks and again can't wait to read more on this story and your others.
9th-Mar-2010 12:29 am (UTC)
I meant prolific...profilic sounds...wrong! :)
9th-Mar-2010 02:37 am (UTC)
I'm glad you're enjoying, and yes, very good question about what will happen when Dean and Chloe meet the Demon Killer. No, I don't think Ive read that story.
And about your question, I rarely have masterlist, but usually, if they are oneshots that are in the same *universe* and they are more than two oneshots I'll put them in the tags as "Series: (name here)" so you could check that out if you'd like. I'll try and think of some easier way to get the oneshots in the same universe together, since I've been asked this question before.
9th-Mar-2010 12:46 am (UTC)
Anonymous
May that I love you for posting the sequel so quick. Great sequel. There are now so many balls up in the air: Chloe and Sam used to be together, Chloe and Dean could be together, I'm going to assume Sam is still Lucifer's vessel and when Chloe and Dean get out of the pit there will be one hell of a love triangle. I'm kinda liking Demon Dean- maybe because he told hell to shove it to stay with Chloe. Hopefully you are writing a sequel because if not, I might have to track you down and force you to write, then reward you with a kidnapped Jensen and Jared. Please don't force me to commit capital crimes. -SA148 P.S.- loved the story x a million. You write Demon Chloe so well and make me want to join the dark side.
9th-Mar-2010 12:50 am (UTC)
Anonymous
the sentence should start out with may I say... That's what happens when you're reading on a cellphone while ignoring your boring teacher.
9th-Mar-2010 02:39 am (UTC)
Join the darkside----we have naked!sexslave!JensenandJared!!!!! *mwahahahahahahahahahahaha*

Okay...um...yeah. lol
9th-Mar-2010 01:55 am (UTC)
Okay, I've reworked this comment three times, because yes, I do that with comments, and everything witty requires far too much text for it to be valid as a comment.

So I shall have to stick with, that was great, funny, and I'm going to quietly root for another Schlean threesome.
9th-Mar-2010 02:41 am (UTC)
You know me and schlean *sighs* everything I start has the potential to become it :D
9th-Mar-2010 01:57 am (UTC)
Interesting plot so far. I'm not surprised that Chloe is whipping Hell into shape. Still, it's too bad that Dean and she have this star cross'd lovers thing happening...'s gonna suck when she runs into Sam.
9th-Mar-2010 02:41 am (UTC)
Hell doesn't stand a chance against demon!chloe! Even if they *don't* let her do anything outside of her office!
9th-Mar-2010 02:47 am (UTC)
excellent fic! ♥ i hope sam will get chloe & dean back once they go up...
9th-Mar-2010 02:50 am (UTC)
Oh Sammy...he'll have the surprise of his life!
9th-Mar-2010 02:51 am (UTC)
Totally screams sequel. First off, I felt sad that Dean didn't go with Castiel back upstairs into his body. Though I can see why he'd rather stay. For the life of me, I see this turning into Deam/Chloe/Sam. Poor Chloe, she has no idea what she's given up. I do not think she will be pleased once those memories are returned. Though with how the story seems to be moving, it'd be Demon!Dean/Chloe/Lucifer!Sam. I like how Dean is protective of her, makes sense. I have to wonder if there really is humanity left there, otherwise he wouldn't care about Chloe like he appears to.
9th-Mar-2010 02:58 am (UTC)
Yep, it screams sequel like a hussy! And yes, very good point my friend! (won't tell you *which* point I'm referring to! for I am evil like that)
9th-Mar-2010 01:46 pm (UTC)
Why am I not surprised that Chloe's practically running hell? :)
9th-Mar-2010 01:50 pm (UTC)
Well, I figured, she practically ran the torch, isis, the watchtower...why not hell??? lol
29th-Sep-2014 05:16 am (UTC)
This is so crazy lol
After loving Sam as a human, she is falling for Dean as a demon :)
Amazing
30th-Sep-2014 01:37 am (UTC)
She definitely has a thing for Winchesters, be they human or not!
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