Supernatural Angel!Reader Insert 7

    "You gotta be fucking kidding me," Dean muttered when he saw what was happening. Instead of the plan--slowly taking them out one by one-- you had to go and get yourself tied up by vampires. They just killed the third or fourth vampire when you killed two, but got jumped from behind. Before they took you, who they thought was unconscious, you winked at the three hiding just behind the corner.

    "You'll be just fine," one vampire assured, almost leaning over you. You already knew he was the leader of the nest, ordering most of them around. Instead of crying or begging for him to let you go like all the others did, you smirked. "I wish I could say the same for you." The leader had his hand on the back of your head and yanked it back slightly but harshly. "You're a fighter. I like that." He hissed, exposing his extra row of teeth.

    "You know what else I am?" You questioned and kept the confident smirk on your face. "I'm the archangel that's about to rip your goddamn head off."
The vampire had very little time before the chains you were in caught fire and melted away, but left your skin untouched. You gave a little chuckle as your now free hand clenched the brown hair on the top of his head.

    You ignored the almost scared look from him. In a second, you tore his head off, letting the body fall to the ground. You tossed the head by the body and dusted your hands off. By now the other few were almost scared, and they had Winchesters coming after them.

    With a snap of your fingers, they were headless. Dean almost tripped over one of the bodies while trying to decapitate it. "What the hell?" Dean asked after putting his knife away. Sam was confused, too, but the other angel knew exactly what happened.

"I just took out this little nest," you explained.

    "Five of them got away!" Dean exclaimed, motioning to the two open windows. "No they didn't," you added, and right on time piercing screams and the faint sound of ripping flesh were heard throughout the area.

    "That was. . ." Sam trailed off, trying to find the right words. "Dark," Dean added. You rolled your eyes, "Sorry I saved your asses. And yeah, I am an archangel." You read his mind, although it was quite messed up in there. The brothers gave Castiel a look that said, 'You could have told us,' but of course he didn't understand.

    Everything was fine and they were about to head back to the car when a certain demon showed up. "Hello, boys."