AN: The plot will be revealed in the next chapter. This is just a prologue. Side note; in my story Dean has his own power.
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Warnings: Futer WINCEST! Violence, Gruesome deaths and other nice things. Do not be decieved by the seemingly innocent prologue. This story will become horror and a bit of the ol' black humour as well.
Prologue
The Bloody Beginning: Death really isn't as fulfilling as some people think
Sam lay in a pool of his own blood and wished desperately for an end to this pain. Not just the pain of his grievous wound but also the pain of his life. He wanted Dean to come to be the big brother and swoop down and save him from the agony. But he knew it wasn't likely. He was on his own; in other words he was screwed. Sam had never realized how much he had come to depending on his older brother until now. Even when he'd left for college he had always had the knowledge that if he had wanted to he could just go back to Dean and he would be there. That he would always be there.
The same brother that had his back during all of those horrendous hunts, the same brother that had teased him without mercy when they were younger and started all their prank wars…the same brother that had never complained when Dad had taken his disappointment in Sam out on Dean. Dean never got the chance to be less than perfect. And partly that had been Sam's fault as well. But it was only after the Shape shifter incident that he had realized that Dean mightn't have liked being left behind while he had had his little fling with a normal life. All their little fights between now and then had been leading up to this point. Looking back he could see all the little chinks and faults between them. See them all leading up to this point.
The point where Dean would leave Sam. The point where Sam would be left helpless because, in the end, he didn't know what to do. He had lost…and the price was his life.
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