After the dust cleared, all that stod was a tall hight haired man. His eyes screamed anger and hate, but the pain in/on his face was enough to smash a mirror. It was twisted and distored, the pain in it reflected by the beast in front of him. It lie there dead, hair shedding, as it transformed back into a human like figure. It's nasty teeth still bared, stained with fresh blood. This thing had just made the biggest mistake, and had payed the altament price for it. It had taken away his brothers innocences, his freedome, his life. No one, or nothing, gets away with hurting his brother and lives to talk about it.
"Dean..." Sam coughed out, lying there bleeding, from what felt like everywhere.
"Sammy, shhhhhh, don't use you're energy." Dean whispered, taking Sams bloody body and lyed it across his lap.
"Dean...I'm so...sorry..." He whispered and started coughing as he chocked on his own blood.
"Don't, Sammy, Don't you fucking talk like that. You're all I've got left. Please Sammy, don't do this to me." Dean pleaded tears rolling down his face. But his please fell on deff ears as Sam lie there dead in his lap. The scene was honstly heart renching. Dean was now alone. He had nothing left, all he had was himself and his car. The love of his life was dead, his mother died protecting Sammy, and his father died, saving him. And now because of his fuck up Sammy had died too. Dean sat there cradling his dead, beautiful, smart, brother in his lap, as he cryed his bloody eyes out. After, time seemed to stand still, and he stud. He stud and walked away, he just left his brother there to decay, and rout. Why he couldn't burn Sammies body was beyond him, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
He walked to his car, and turned the egnition and drove, drove as far awy as possible. He drove for what seem like hours, but were really only minutes, it just didn't seem natural to drive with out Sam sitting there in the passenger seat. Yet it was as it was, and Dean had failed as a brother, as a son. He vowed there in that car that he would hunt down and kill the fuck out those hairy fuckers, until there where none left, until they had all payed for the price of one!
-:- Three weeks later -:-
Dean sat in yet another shitty hotel room. His heart still ached, with the pain of lossing his baby brother. His blood was still stained in his skin, no matter how hard he scrubed it still stayed. Like it taunted him, mocking him. But it just fueled his rage, his anger and they payed more and more as time went on. He had tracked one all the way up into Canada.
"God Sammy, if you can hear me, I miss you so much!" Dean cryed in to his hands as he sat one his bed. A bottle of jack daniels sat on the floor, empty. After two hours of crying Dean finally passed out, unable to even think staight. His emotions clouding what sanity he had left. He need his geek boy back!
-:- Sam's POV -:-
Sam lie there, trapped in unconcisnous. He could feel everything, yet he couldn't move, he couldn't even breathe. Yet he lyed there still alive. He didn't know how long he'd lyed there bout he did until the unforguving darkness came, and tock him away.
-:- The next morning -:-
When Sam woke up, it was morning. The sun ponding down on his eyes, the brightness burning through his eye lids.
"Where am I?" He questioned himself. "No better question who am I?"
Sam searched for anyclue to who he was, he came yup with what he suspected to me ten differnt fake ID's, and a drivers licesne, in his walet. As he stud, he stummbled over his own to feet, and nearly landing on his ass. He stumble to find his way out of the forest and but always found himself starying at the same tree.
RingRingRing
Came from Sam's left, jacket pocket.
'A phone oh thank god!' Sam thought to himself before answering it.
"Hello?"
"Sammy. Whats up, dawg?" A femal voice came from the other line.
"Is that my name? Is my name Sammy?"
"Sam, dude what are talking about? Are you okay man, you sound scared." She answered worry rising in her voice.
"Um I don't know were I am. I woke up in the middle of the forest and I can't remember anything." Sam said, breaking down.
"Sammy wheres Dean?" The voice questioned.
"Who's that? Oh god what if his dead, or what if he can't remember anything. OH GOD!" Sam said starting to panic.
"Sam. Hey dude I need you to come the fuck down. Can you do that for me?" She said, all worry and jokes left her voice to serious scray one. She hated to use it but it's the only way to get through to him he gets like that.
"Ya. Yeah I can do that." Sam said nodding his head, and sniffling trying to hold back his tears.
"Okay Sam I'm gonna find you. Don't worry and stay right where you are. I promise I WILL find you."
CLICK
Sam sat there and waited. It was getting dark out, and Sam was starting to panic again.
"SAM?" He heard in the far distance "Sam if you can here yell back."
"I'm over here!" Sam yelled, standing at his full hieght of 6'3". The flashlight instantly on him.
"SAMMY!" The woman screamed out, running toward him. "Oh god. Are you okay?"
"Ya, I think so. Um who are you?" He asked her.
"Look we don't have time for that. First lets focus on getting us out of here. Follow me." She said leading the way.
It took them forty-five minutes to get back out of the forest.
"Get in." The girl instructed.
"No! Not until you tell me just who the fuck you are!" Sam demanded.
Alright so there's my new little creation. I have really big pans for this story so I hope you all like it. I know the first chapter is dry and weak but it gets better I promise!
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