One Shot


Bam!

The gun was fired once and once only. The bullet pierced the floor just two inches away from Sherlock's hand. Sherlock did not flinch, and did not even blink. He merely stood from his crouching position, slowly creeping upwards, examining his environment and the man with the gun. He moved swiftly towards the man with the gun aimed at Sherlock's forehead.

"Shoot." Sherlock demanded. He moved until the gun was only inches away from his own body. He lowered himself so that his head touched the end of the gun.

"Do it. Shoot me." He demanded. He stared into Dean's olivine eyes, which flipped to a full on black color. Dean did not move, but felt indifferent to the man's actions before him. But it was not Dean whom cared not, but the thing that possessed his very thoughts and movements.

"There is a reason why you won't because those who are out seeking for a kill wouldn't hesitate. The only reason to hold back on their own actions is if they can't perform the deed, in this case, you cannot. No excuse, otherwise I'd be lying on the ground dead." Sherlock stated, unmoving and unblinking. "Mr. Winchester's morals are so powerful that not even you can best his control. These brothers dare not harm any one person who has done nothing but their innocent job as a mortal. Now, unless you wish to prove me wrong, then Pull The Trigger."


I know it's short, but write a review for it please! Should I go into further detail on this, or was this a complete fail?