[[ooc; If this is retardedly confusing at all, it's because I only just remembered shit about the Yellow-Eyed Demon that Dean killed in Supernatural Season 2. Way to go, brain. PREPARE TO BE BAFFLED, ICHIGO-HOLLOW. xD]]
Dean grits his teeth and grunts as his arm is jerked upwards, and the hunter glares daggers at the yellow-eyed-
Holy fuck.
The Yellow-Eyed Demon.
He hadn't noticed until he was this close, inches away, from this spiky-haired kid with yellow eyes. He doesn't talk like the demon that he and his brother had spent more than a year hunting, more than ten years for his father...but he's here. He's back. And thanks to a past full of hauntings by this singular asshole Dean couldn't care less whether or not the man gripping his forearm is really the demon Azazel.
He's just pissed.
"Azazel," He growls darkly, not realizing his mistake. "You sonuvabitch, I killed you. Eat me?" Dean's laughter is cutting and bitter. "Yeah, that's rich. Why don't you let me go so I can find another way to kill you? Again."
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Dean grits his teeth and grunts as his arm is jerked upwards, and the hunter glares daggers at the yellow-eyed-
Holy fuck.
The Yellow-Eyed Demon.
He hadn't noticed until he was this close, inches away, from this spiky-haired kid with yellow eyes. He doesn't talk like the demon that he and his brother had spent more than a year hunting, more than ten years for his father...but he's here. He's back. And thanks to a past full of hauntings by this singular asshole Dean couldn't care less whether or not the man gripping his forearm is really the demon Azazel.
He's just pissed.
"Azazel," He growls darkly, not realizing his mistake. "You sonuvabitch, I killed you. Eat me?" Dean's laughter is cutting and bitter. "Yeah, that's rich. Why don't you let me go so I can find another way to kill you? Again."