Sam looked at Dean, and moved the Colt back up to his temple. "Please, Dean. I'm a monster."
Dean shook his head, "No, Sam. We'll figure this out."
Sam laughed bitterly, "Figure it out. No! This isn't something we can figure out." Sam's eyes glowed painfully bright, and he hissed, "I'm not human. I'm a monster, and if you don't kill me -- right here, right now -- then someday soon, I'm going to be the Devil."
"No, Sam -- " Dean said, "That's not true. Whatever they told you, they're demons. They lie. It's what they do."
Sam shook his head, "Not to me. They can't lie to me
( ... )
I'm so glad you liked it! Thank you for the most excellent prompt. I've got to tell you I'm kind if in love with this 'verse. This may have kicked off something much larger ; )
It Happened Like This (part 1)
In Cold Oak, Dean held his dying brother in his arms. He screamed, he cried, and he whispered, "Please. I wish -- "
(and in the dark, something heard him -- something ancient, powerful beyond measure, and cruel)
"I wish I'd never come to get Sammy at Stanford. I wish I'd just let him live his life."
(something heard Dean, and it gave him his wish)Dean opened his eyes and found his father staring down at him ( ... )
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"What the hell was that?" Bobby asked from behind Dean.
John walked up next to them, Colt at the ready and said, "That's the yellow-eyed bastard who killed my wife." He held the gun up and aimed it at Sam.
"No!" Dean yelled, and pushed John's arm up as he fired. The bullet shot up into the night sky.
"Dean! What the hell is wrong with you!" John screamed.
"Dad. It's Sam. It's SamJohn stared at Dean and turned to Sam, shaking his head ( ... )
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Dean's mind was filled with years of memories, all of them Sam's. Sam spoke to him, narrating every image, like some kind of twisted voice-over.
"It happened like this ( ... )
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Sam looked at Dean, and moved the Colt back up to his temple. "Please, Dean. I'm a monster."
Dean shook his head, "No, Sam. We'll figure this out."
Sam laughed bitterly, "Figure it out. No! This isn't something we can figure out." Sam's eyes glowed painfully bright, and he hissed, "I'm not human. I'm a monster, and if you don't kill me -- right here, right now -- then someday soon, I'm going to be the Devil."
"No, Sam -- " Dean said, "That's not true. Whatever they told you, they're demons. They lie. It's what they do."
Sam shook his head, "Not to me. They can't lie to me ( ... )
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