Stolen Innocence
A/U: The continuing adventures of Deacon Winchester. Yes the long awaited squel to 'The Littlest Winchester', Deacon's 16 now, its been a year since his baby brother Johnny gave up his life for the lives of his family members.
Its been a year, One Fuckin' Year since Johnny Stupidly made that deal with that demon bitch. Our family hasn't been the sam since, Dad, Uncle Sammy and me try to hunt down every evil sonofabitch that we can when we're not trying to find some way to get Johnny back. Dad said that even if we did manage to get my brother back, that he won't be the same, one year here is like a hundred years in hell.
Mom doesn't hunt anymore, she's so broken, all she does is sleep and cry. She blames herself but she was posessed, it wasn't her fault. We can't leave her alone, so when we go on hunts we leave her here with Mary, Uncle Bobby and Aunt Ellen just to make sure that she doesn't do anything to try and hurt herself.
[FLASHBACK:ONE YEAR AGO]
I'd just ganked a bunch of demons and saved Uncle Sam and Mary. The three of us made our way around the building we were in trying to find dad, and ganking demons as we went. I could hear dad yelling as we reached a room, and saw him strapped to a table yelling for Johnny not to make a deal with 'it'. The 'it' in question was the demon bitch in charge and she was in my goddamned mother. I was not impressed, every instinct in me told me to gank the bitch, but she was my mom, I couldn't. Uncle Sam recognised the demon.
"Ruby..."
Dad's eyes were as wide as saucers, she taunted them a bit and told my baby brother to say goodbye to our father. He...Johnny cursed in several languages that I'd forgotten he knew, before going to dad's side to say goobye. My dad cried, he begged him not to do it, Uncle Sam and I had started to excorcism but my Latin sucked and I ended up excorcising a pizza instead of a demon. Luckily for me Uncle Sam was a pro and still knew the excorcism rites by heart.
He was about the finish with the full on excorism, when that Ruby bitch put her hand on Johnny's chest and tore his soul right out of him. Johnny looked at me his bright green eyes, Dad's eyes stared back at me shining with tears as he gave a final shaky breath and then collapsed to the floor. My eight year old brother was dead, and we couldn't stop it, couldn't protect him, We couldn't save Johnny, He sacrificed himself for us and he never should have had too.
[END FLASHBACK]
For the past year I've screamed at the heavens, Damned God, screamed about useless guadians(the angelic kind), I even damned John Winchester, he's not my father, I mean biological father yeah, but Dean's been my dad since I was five, John's been dead longer than I've been alive.
Today is the anniversary of the day that the Demons too the heart of our family away. I borrowed the Impala to go to Johnny's grave, I'm still so pissed that he did it. But not really pissed at him, he thought he was protecting us. I sit there and for the first time in a year I cry, Does it make me a bad brother that it took a year for me to cry about it? Probably, but once I start crying, I can't stop, I Cry for myself, for my mom and dad, for my whole family. Its like our family is cursed to not know true happiness, I look down at Johnny's grave and wipe my tears away.
"We Miss you li'l Jay. We think about you all the time..."
I barely heard the sound of the angel's wings as Castiel showed up.
"Your brother is not there Deacon"
I turn and glare at him
"Fuck You Cas! You and your Angel Dicks coulda saved him. You coulda stopped all of this. He was just a Fucking Kid! He was Innocent."
Castiel nodded, looking slightly grim
"That's why the Demons wanted him. He was innocent, and Powerful, As are you Deacon."
I just stared at the angel like he'd lost his mind.
"Me n' Johnny, we're not powerful. We're not Freaks"
The Angel shook his head.
"Soon you will see Deacon."
With that he took his middle and index fingers and pressed them against my forehead, and my whole world faded to black.
