Fanfic - SPN: Knowledge (Sam)
Title: Knowledge
Author: eboniorchid
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester, mention of Dean Winchester
Prompt: "044-Gloomy" for 100moods, challenge table here. "Learn" from Feb. 8, 2007, at 365wprompts. And for samw_mrperfect's application to dramaticmuses.
Word Count: ~200 words.
Rating: PG-13 for language.
Warnings/Spoilers: Gen. Angst. Drabble (double). Character study. Language. Spoilers up through "Hunted" (S2).
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: Knowledge is dangerous and Sam has more than his fair share.
Dean was being a dick, again, but Sam didn't care right then. He was watching a ridiculous debate on demonic languages unfold on an online message board where no one really knew what the fuck they were talking about. It was just as well, though, because if they ever did learn the truth, too many of them would wreak havoc, mostly by accident, trying to use some little nugget of incomplete information.
Knowledge was a weapon, even in unskilled or well-intentioned hands, and Sam probably knew that better than anyone else ever could.
How many foreign words would pass his lips in service to the Demon if his destiny came to pass? How many rituals would he twist as a soldier against humanity, bringing ever darker creatures up from the pit of Hell? Just how much of the knowledge he'd gained as a Hunter would become perverted and redirected, an asset to the enemy his family had vowed to destroy?
It made him wish, sometimes, that he didn't know so much.
Author: eboniorchid
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester, mention of Dean Winchester
Prompt: "044-Gloomy" for 100moods, challenge table here. "Learn" from Feb. 8, 2007, at 365wprompts. And for samw_mrperfect's application to dramaticmuses.
Word Count: ~200 words.
Rating: PG-13 for language.
Warnings/Spoilers: Gen. Angst. Drabble (double). Character study. Language. Spoilers up through "Hunted" (S2).
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: Knowledge is dangerous and Sam has more than his fair share.
Dean was being a dick, again, but Sam didn't care right then. He was watching a ridiculous debate on demonic languages unfold on an online message board where no one really knew what the fuck they were talking about. It was just as well, though, because if they ever did learn the truth, too many of them would wreak havoc, mostly by accident, trying to use some little nugget of incomplete information.
Knowledge was a weapon, even in unskilled or well-intentioned hands, and Sam probably knew that better than anyone else ever could.
How many foreign words would pass his lips in service to the Demon if his destiny came to pass? How many rituals would he twist as a soldier against humanity, bringing ever darker creatures up from the pit of Hell? Just how much of the knowledge he'd gained as a Hunter would become perverted and redirected, an asset to the enemy his family had vowed to destroy?
It made him wish, sometimes, that he didn't know so much.