Tittle: Fire Extinguisher
Challenge: brand
Muse: Sonica
Word Count: Beaten to my will once more
Disclaimer: They're Kripkie's, not mine.
A/N: Wow, I just cannot get the idea/ burning theme out of my head.
Her touch is a brand on his arm, and he's not sure how long he's been screaming.
His voice is hoarse, broken down to a whisper. Still, he's crying out. Her slender fingers encircle his arm as she leans closer. She was killed by fire to become it. Her other hand cups his chin, and forces him to look up at her.
"Stay with me?" Her breath is like smoke; thin and wispy. He chokes on her ashen words.
"Burn in hell." His brother says from behind her, firing the shotgun blast.
His brother's presence is the ice he needed.