Helloooo! I am alive!
So, this is just a oneshot thing to keep you lot going. I wrote it in English when I was bored.
ONLY 3 EXAMS LEFT, PEOPLE!
Story of the Post – Broken Things That Can't Be Fixed by DoctorMerlinReid. It's an Avengers soulmate AU, and has to be one of the cutest things that I have ever read. It made me laugh and cry at the same time.
I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL.
WARNINGS FOR MURDER AND SPOILERS FOR END OF SEASON 1 AND LATER SEASONS.
So, on with the story!
DESOLATION
The old man sat outside the ruined church, contemplating the horrors that had occurred within.
Only a short while ago, the pastor of the church, Jim, had been murdered – throat slit, with an expression of terror plastered onto his face.
There had been whispers about the room he had been found in. The town gossip had circulated quickly – this time. (When his next-door neighbor's wife had an affair, it had taken the man nearly a year to find out. Idiot.)
They said that Jim was crazy. That he'd collected signs of demons, and ancient books depicting how to destroy them. That he had jars of lamb's blood, and guns filled with rock salt bullets.
Pastor Jim always was a crazy one, the townspeople had murmured. Most likely killed by an insane Satanist who thought that he wanted to murder the Devil.
But the old man had seen the blond-haired girl that entered the church. He had seen the way that her eyes flashed black at the border of the church as she fought – and prevailed – against some invisible force attempting to bar her entry.
He had seen her exit covered in blood, a death-head grin on her face. An inhuman face.
And as the sun vanished over the horizon with signs appearing that signaled the Apocalypse drawing near, the old man closed his eyes and stood, walking away from the ruins of his friend's church.
He had work to do.