A/N: This is just an idea of what the season finale of season 9 will be. Just have a read and let me know what you guys think! I do LOVE reviews! And let me know what you guys think will happen in the ending of season 9!
You guys can be the judge...shall I carry on writing more chapters or leave it as a dramatic one off?
Disclaimer: Still don't own them...but I do in my dreams and it's a happy place...well most of the time! :D
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"Drop the blade Dean." Sam commanded his eyes never leaving his brother.
"Move!" Dean growled the first sword in his hand held threateningly in front of him, a desire to kill in his eyes. "Sam get out of my way!"
"No." Sam countered, his arms outstretch in a way of surrender, desperate to stop Dean from passing and killing anymore. He didn't want to fight him.
Dean growled and advanced on Sam, not seeing his brother but only someone who was blocking him. His thought was to get past and kill whoever to get to Metatron, whoever he killed didn't matter.
"Dean drop the blade." Sam tried desperately to seek his brother who he knew was in there somewhere, underneath all this bloodlust and anger he just had to reach him. That was not going to happen and seeing Dean move forward Sam had only a second to jump to the side before the blade would slash into him.
"Dean!" Sam shouted again before jumping forward in a desperate attempt to get Dean to drop the blade. Dean in his adrenaline form saw Sam before he moved and countered him leaving a bloody cut on Sam's forearm.
Looking up shocked Sam tried to keep the hurt off his face before it turned to anger.
"Come on Sammy, I know you, I trained you. Why even bother?" Dean snarled a little trying again to side step his brother and growled in frustration when Sam blocked him once again. "Move."
"No." Sam shook his head, his breathing slightly high his eyes never leaving Dean's hands and the blade. "Come on man I know you're in there somewhere, this isn't you." He continued desperately.
Dean laughed again, "And of course you know what me is so well eh Sam? Partners but not brothers and all that."
Sam was taken back for a second, it was a second too long and Dean advanced, the time for talking over. He held the blade in two arms and in a single swipe slashed at Sam's torso. Dean looked him without blinking as Sam stifled a scream before falling to the floor in a puddle of his own blood.
Dean walked off without a second glance or care for his dying brother.
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Dean continued on his journey the blade bringing calmness and clarity to him, he did not think about anything else but the kills and the thrill of the kills. His brother was long forgotten. He walked, unsure for how long down the long corridor desperate to reach his destination.
"Dean." Dean froze before turning to the soft but commanding voice of Castiel.
"What?" He growled back before turning not in the mood for the angel today. Of course he should have known that by the time he had turned around Castiel was stood in front of him concern radiating from his face.
"Cas, move." Dean held the blade threateningly out in front of him.
Cas stared blankly at him half raising his eyebrows, "Surely you do not think you could take on an angel of the Lord."
"I've wagered for less." Dean remarked before throwing his body into the knife hoping to slash Castiel like he done to Sam. Castiel wasn't Sam however, and with one hand blocked the blade and with the other threw dean across the hall landing harshly on his back. Before dean could move Cas stood above him and strength unheard of he prized the knife out of his hand before throwing it out of his reach.
Dean struggled to sit up and reach for the blade needing the power and security it brought him but Cas did not allow this keeping a firm arm on his friends chest he looked blankly until Dean stopped his battles.
"Cas let me up, I need to do my job." Dean begged, his arms shaking for the need of the blade.
Castiel did not let up however and frowned as if unsure, "Your job was to kill Metatron not everyone you had a disagreement with." He turned his head, however he kept a firm hand on Dean as if daring him to try, "Where is your brother?"
Dean froze, trying to will his muddled brain to work. It took him a moment before realisation crossed his face, all desire for the blade vanished as he remembered what he did.
"Cas Sam..." Dean tried and sat up this time Cas let him before nodding.
"Where?" He asked, he turned picking up the blade and stared at Dean silently asking if he was going to fight him for it, Dean shook his head his only concern for Sam.
Dean hastily said where Sam was and immediately felt the weird sensation of being transported. All too soon they arrived where Dean fell to his feet besides his brother who lay unconscious in a puddle of his own blood.
"Sammy?" Dean shook him harshly whilst turning him onto his back checking the pulse at his neck. It was there, beating faintly and irregularly. Starring down he looked at the slash in his brothers torso before shrugging off his jacket which he used to apply pressure.
Castiel bent beside him, keeping the blade out of reach and placing two fingers to Sam's head in the act to heal him.
Dean watched silently from the side, still holding pressure on the wound he had inflicted. "What are you waiting for? Heal him Goddamnit!" He shouted desperately.
Castiel shook his head helplessly, "I-I can't." He frowned, "My stolen grace it's fading fast." He sat down besides Dean afraid to meet the desperate haunted look in the man's eyes.
"What do you mean you can't?" He growled, "Fix him." Dean turned back to Sam, the blood still pouring freely from the wound. Sam's breath was slowing.
"I can't Dean." Castiel said, sympathy filling his voice as he starred at Dean desperately trying to save his dying brother. There was nothing anyone could do, they all knew that. Sam only had minutes left if that.
"Sammy? Sammy, don't leave me." Dean begged shaking the man harshly "Come on man I know we've had problems but you're my little brother you can't leave me. Not again. I'm meant to protect you." He whispered these in the hope Castiel couldn't hear, Cas stood up giving Dean the privacy he needed.
Dean still placed pressure on the wound desperately trying to stop the bleeding. Sam's breathing became shallow, his pulse dropping.
"What have I done?" Dean asked his breathing ragged before screaming to the world "What have I done?!"
A/N: Cain killed his brother in the bible so I'm convinced that's what's going to happen! (of course being renewed for a 10th season Sammy can't stay dead but it does make for a dramatic season finale!)
I am liking evil Dean, as much as it makes me want to give him a hug! Are you guys liking it? Should I carry on or leave it as a oneshot?
So what you guys think? I wonder how close my guess is to the finale...we will have to wait and see!
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