Chapter 9 Kill Everyone
Dean
The card in his hand burned a bright blue, unnatural and eye catching in the ruins of the restaurant. Dean had no other option; Cas was useless in his hungry, Sam was crouched on the ground while sucking on a demon's neck, and there was Famine with his wheezing laughter. He had no idea what else to do but summon the only thing he thought could save them.
Danny.
The restaurant's front door bell rang cheerfully as the reaper strolled casually through the door. Dean was shocked. Danny actually looked…older. It wasn't that noticeable, but his hair was past his ears and he'd grown at least an inch. "Well, Dean, I never expected that you'd ask me to beat up my own uncle. And I thought you valued family ties!" Danny said, amused.
Dean's jaw dropped and Famine sneered. "Oh yes, Death's little experiment. Tell me, boy, how do you expect something that's half human to defeat me?"
"With ease, dear uncle." Danny walked forward, passing Sam and Cas while pulling off a glove with his teeth.
"Everyone has a weakness I can use, Daniel. Even you."
Danny struck and grabbed Famine by his throat with his bare hand. "The only thing I crave, uncle, is my own demise." The skin Danny's hand touched flaked and rotted under his touch. Famine screeched in pain and rage. "But I'm not going to be killed by such a pathetic being like you."
He snatched the Horseman's ring hand and slid the piece of jewelry off in one swift motion. Famine disappeared in a flicker, taking away the effects of his presence. Danny snapped his fingers and Sam dropped unconscious. He tossed the ring at Dean. "You'll want to keep that," he said. "Sam will wake up in 24 hours. I suggest you return him to Mr. Singer's house before then."
And then, just like every other time they'd met, Danny vanished.