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The Winchester Queen Of Hell

Summary:

Sam Winchester was born with a twin, not that he knew that. Compared to how she grew up living with his father is heaven on earth.

this is the story of Marie Winchester-Morningstar and her quest to stop the destruction of her family.

Notes:

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Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

Maria Rose Winchester was strapped down onto a metal table as the demon Alastiar started to fillet the skin from her five year old body.

“Ahhhhh!! I’m sorry! Please, I'll do better I promise!” Maria cried out as her flesh was pealed from her bones.

Alastair has been trying to teach Maria how to torture people for months, but she is so kind hearted that it is next to impossible for her to hurt anyone without crying and the fact that Maria is only five years old doesn't help much.

“You are a pathetic waste of space!” Alastair snapped as he cut her from just below Maria’s ribcage too in between her hips.

“Alstair!” A voice snapped as a woman entered the room.

“Mazikeen? Did we have a meeting today?” Alastair asked as Maria whimpered from the pain.

“Yes, why are you torturing Azazel’s pet?” Mazikeen replied.

“Azazel had asked that I teach her the fine art of torture, but so far she has failed miserably,” Alastiar answered.

“Well how about I take her off of your hands,” Mazikeen offered.

“Have at it, maybe you can get somewhere with the brat,” Alastair replied as he left the room.

“It's okay, I’m not going to hurt you, I’m going to cut you free and heal you,” Mazikeen explained as she drew a knife.

“What is your name ma’am?” Maria asked.

“My name is Mazikeen. What’s yours?” Mazikeen replied as she cut the ropes binding Marie to the table.

“Maria Rose Winchester, Ma’am,” Maria stated as Mazikeen healed her without so much as a physical scar. Maria wrapped her arms around Mazikeen in a death grip as she was picked up.

“It’s okay Marie, I’m going to take care of you,” Mazikeen soothed with a surprising gentleness. For the first time Marie’s life was looking up. Marie was brought to live in Hell by Azazel at the age of six months. Marie’s white down covered wings that came off of her back near her shoulder blades, flamed behind her to try and keep her balance.

“Well, you are a special little girl,” Mazikeen stated as she walked out of the room.

Marie snuggles up against Mazikeen and hid her face in Mazikeen’s chest as they pass by demons in the halls.