I don't know why they're all angsty.
Title: The Death of the Winchesters
Author: riotact
Character(s)/Pairing: Dean Winchester
Theme: Table 06: 365
Prompt(s): Minutes
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Quite obviously not mine, I wish. This is just for fun.
Word Count: 462
Summary: The last minutes of the Winchester Family.
Mary
The last thing I see is him standing over Sammy and my limbs are suddenly filled with lead from the shock. I only manage one scream of pain and horror, before everything goes black. I struggle in my own body to regain consciousness of my limbs; I need to see their faces. The faces of my boys and it hurts more than the puncture in my abdomen, I can't do this to them, can't let it happen to them.
John
It doesn't even take a minute, before I can feel something start to leave me and for my eyes to go blank, my brain to flicker off. I know what I've done to them both, my boys. Not just now, with my offered death but their entire lives. I wish I could tell them that I'm sorry, that I would do it all different if I had another chance. I would have lied to them, I know that, but it's what they need to hear. Instead as I am torn apart, I whisper unheard apologies to them because it's all I can do.
Sam
I don't feel any pain, none at all. It’s just a pressure on my back and an eruption of stars behind my eyes before things start to go dark. I can hear Dean's voice, but it sounds far off as if he's trying to yell something to me from a distant room. As my consciousness slips, I can feel his heavy body against mine and I know he's in pain but I don't know why. It feels like I'm fighting sleep, not death and his concern confuses me.
Dean
Only I can see them, big snarling dogs that scare me because I know what they're coming for. I can feel their razor sharp claws dig into my chest, deeper than just my skin and muscles, for something precious and it hurts more that just physical pain. It goes straight through my bones, down to my soul, which I am suddenly aware of. I have never thought of it before, but I do now, trying to hold on to it as it's clawed from me. I am aware of Sam and the blood the gushes from me before I am sucked into endless darkness.
Them
It started with Mary and worked its way through to John and then on to Sam and finally Dean. This death is slow, taking years to spread out between them like poison. Their pain was constant and fear unending though they refused to acknowledge it. They should have known from the start, there was no hope. To pretend is to lie. In the end I have won, I always win but this victory is sweeter than the rest. I have claimed all Winchesters.
Title: After the first punch
Author: riotact
Character(s)/Pairing: Dean Winchester
Theme: Table 06: 365
Prompt(s): Present
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Quite obviously not mine, I wish. This is just for fun.
Word Count: 222
Summary: Related to my other ficlet, They're Just Words
I know it's coming, I can see it in his face, the way his body moves and I know what I'll have to do, know that I won't be able to do it. He will win as we raise arms against this pain and these tears, striking down on each other to try release our emotions in the only way we know how. After his first punch, he is no longer my baby brother, as I am not his older brother; we are not related. He is the monster I am meant to fight, I can see it clearly at first, but with each blow that picture slips. He is my brother, my little brother who has always gotten himself into trouble and come to me for acceptance but I don't care, not now. My body hurts and I know his does too, like I know the pain in his chest is ripping him apart. And then I hurt him more, because it's what I do and because I'm so angry I believe he deserves it. I may be on the ground, but my words cut him more than any punch or kick could have and that's what matters, he needs to feel the way I feel. To understand the pain and betrayal I felt when he chose that bitch over me.
Author: riotact
Character(s)/Pairing: Dean Winchester
Theme: Table 06: 365
Prompt(s): Minutes
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Quite obviously not mine, I wish. This is just for fun.
Word Count: 462
Summary: The last minutes of the Winchester Family.
Mary
The last thing I see is him standing over Sammy and my limbs are suddenly filled with lead from the shock. I only manage one scream of pain and horror, before everything goes black. I struggle in my own body to regain consciousness of my limbs; I need to see their faces. The faces of my boys and it hurts more than the puncture in my abdomen, I can't do this to them, can't let it happen to them.
John
It doesn't even take a minute, before I can feel something start to leave me and for my eyes to go blank, my brain to flicker off. I know what I've done to them both, my boys. Not just now, with my offered death but their entire lives. I wish I could tell them that I'm sorry, that I would do it all different if I had another chance. I would have lied to them, I know that, but it's what they need to hear. Instead as I am torn apart, I whisper unheard apologies to them because it's all I can do.
Sam
I don't feel any pain, none at all. It’s just a pressure on my back and an eruption of stars behind my eyes before things start to go dark. I can hear Dean's voice, but it sounds far off as if he's trying to yell something to me from a distant room. As my consciousness slips, I can feel his heavy body against mine and I know he's in pain but I don't know why. It feels like I'm fighting sleep, not death and his concern confuses me.
Dean
Only I can see them, big snarling dogs that scare me because I know what they're coming for. I can feel their razor sharp claws dig into my chest, deeper than just my skin and muscles, for something precious and it hurts more that just physical pain. It goes straight through my bones, down to my soul, which I am suddenly aware of. I have never thought of it before, but I do now, trying to hold on to it as it's clawed from me. I am aware of Sam and the blood the gushes from me before I am sucked into endless darkness.
Them
It started with Mary and worked its way through to John and then on to Sam and finally Dean. This death is slow, taking years to spread out between them like poison. Their pain was constant and fear unending though they refused to acknowledge it. They should have known from the start, there was no hope. To pretend is to lie. In the end I have won, I always win but this victory is sweeter than the rest. I have claimed all Winchesters.
Title: After the first punch
Author: riotact
Character(s)/Pairing: Dean Winchester
Theme: Table 06: 365
Prompt(s): Present
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Quite obviously not mine, I wish. This is just for fun.
Word Count: 222
Summary: Related to my other ficlet, They're Just Words
I know it's coming, I can see it in his face, the way his body moves and I know what I'll have to do, know that I won't be able to do it. He will win as we raise arms against this pain and these tears, striking down on each other to try release our emotions in the only way we know how. After his first punch, he is no longer my baby brother, as I am not his older brother; we are not related. He is the monster I am meant to fight, I can see it clearly at first, but with each blow that picture slips. He is my brother, my little brother who has always gotten himself into trouble and come to me for acceptance but I don't care, not now. My body hurts and I know his does too, like I know the pain in his chest is ripping him apart. And then I hurt him more, because it's what I do and because I'm so angry I believe he deserves it. I may be on the ground, but my words cut him more than any punch or kick could have and that's what matters, he needs to feel the way I feel. To understand the pain and betrayal I felt when he chose that bitch over me.