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Rated T
On the Twelfth Day of Christmas Sam and Dean gave to me
TWELVE EVIL HUNTERS
By: GavinVenom (DeanWinchester66)
Dean dunked down behind the tree, his left shoulder-bleeding non-stop. He was out of bullets and he knew they were coming. His brother, Sam, and his mind controlled army of Hunters. Azazel had been right about Sam. Whatever part of Sam that still was his brother after Dean sold his soul to bring Sam back to life was now gone. However much of the real Sam that was left ceased to exist ten minutes when Dean refused to join his brother in his hunt against anything supernatural. Good or evil. Dean didn't even get one word out to try and change his brother's mind before Sam shot him. Again.
That's when his brother's mind controlled army had come out of hiding and took shots at Dean too. Dean managed to keep from getting shot again and in his escape he shot back trying to wound the hunters, so they couldn't follow him. He wasn't sure if he hit any, but now he was out of bullets and could hear them getting closer. He wasn't going to make it to his last day. He knew his brother he had given his life for was going to be the one to collect it. Dean just wasn't going to stand around and let him do it even though inside he already felt dead.
Dean dunked low and ran trying to use the forest around him for cover. He moved silent and carefully not to disturb anything that could allow them to track him. The hunters may not know all the skills his dad had taught him over the years, but he knew Sam knew and was probably expecting it. Much like he would expect Dean to go for the Impala, so Dean had to leave his baby behind. Maybe later he could try to get it back, but now he couldn't risk it. Dean dropped to the ground as he heard a hunter off to his right and crawled across the ground. One of Dean's hands grabbed the bowie knife he had strapped to his leg under his boot and he changed his crawl in the direction of the hunter. He stopped in cover and as the hunter passed Dean jumped up behind him and slit his throat. He grabbed the man's riffle before quickly moving away. Another man had been in waiting and fired at Dean. Dean heard the shot and barely managed to move out of its way. He dodged another shot and rolled behind a tree where he started coming back up to his feet until he felt a gun pressed down against the top of his head. Sam pulled the trigger before Dean could bring up the stolen riffle.
(Eleven Bigfoot sightings, Ten Haunted Hallways, Nine Stalking creatures, Eight killing curses, Seven packs of werewolves, Six blood thirsty Vampires, Five Enchanted Amulets, Four Urban Legends, Three salt and burns, Two hurt Winchesters, and the corpse of a three headed hell hound)
