- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX –

Dean woke up, his head was slightly throbbing. He tried to move but he can't when he feel that he was tied by an enchanted chain.

"Fuck." He cursed lowly.

And to make his situation worst, the enchanted chain was connected to an enchanted pillar. Even his feet was bounded by an enchanted rope as well.

"Double fuck."

He was powerless. He tried to summon his powers but nothing came out. He felt like a human now. He was powerless and helpless. He looked down and saw the runes underneath his feet.

"Triple fuck." He grunted.

It was the runes of keeping his other side in control. William finally got him and he was afraid that he might succeed. He shook his head and tried to calm himself down. As much as he hated having his powers but right now, he completely needs it just escape this bounds but no matter how he tried to summon it, it just won't come out. Then his mind wandered at the incident before his capture. He teleported Seth and Roman to a place where he was sure that they're safe. He smiled at this.

At least, I did one thing right!

He chuckled lowly. He knew that they were safe. All he had to do is how to escape the situation that he was in. He knew that he felt human but he still did his best to use all his strength and tried to break enchanted rope but to no avail, he failed. He counted one to ten and did it again and again and the result were still the same. He breathe in and out and tried again. He was sweating profusely and he was biting his lips in concentration. He needed to get out of here before William comes here. His powers were useless. He can't even destroy the pillar.

He tried to chant some incantation but it didn't do anything. He was starting to panic but he knew that panicking is not the answer to save his sorry arse. He scolded himself. He looked down once again and read the runes underneath his feet.

"Gnuk asnik gna gorabag ina agn senur yak omiham gnayis latrom as nailadnanap.(Whoever stands on this runes will be made mortal for a meantime.)" he reads lowly and grunted. "Quadruple fuck."

His shoulders slumps. He doesn't know what to do. He was tied by an enchanted chain connected to an enchanted pillar and standing on a runes that completely made him even more human. But he's Dean Ambrose, he still got his fighting spirit. So he started again. This time, trying to pull the chain, hoping that he might be able to break the pillar. He could hear his chains clanking from his doings and he was pretty sure that William might have heard it but he doesn't care. He desperately needs to get away from here and start finding his friends before they come here to rescue him because he's very positive that Roman and Seth will come to get him. He tried pulling it until he heard a clap. He looked around and tried to sense who it was but since he almost felt human, he can't. He loses all his hybrid ability but his dark side was still there. Begging to be released but Dean won't use it. He's afraid that he'll lose control. He was panting and stopped whatever he was doing. He might have lost all his senses for now but he knew that this mocking clap came from no other than his biological father.

"Show yourself, you coward!" he exclaimed.

The clapped stopped.

"Oh Dean, it's just so funny watching you, struggling from those things." He laughed. "You should've known that you can't do anything to escape since you're a human for now." He continued.

"I know." Dean said, still looking everywhere. William was still not showing his presence. "But that doesn't mean that I'm giving up." He paused. "Seriously? Enchanted chain, an enchanted pillar and I'm fucking standing on this shitty runes? Why? Did you lose all your balls to fight me?" he scoffed.

William laughed even more. "You still got the courage to get all mouthy, son." He sighed. "Remember, you are in my hands now. No one's gonna save you. You are weak."

"Oh yeah! Say it to my face not like some fucking coward who hid in the shadows."

"Watch that tongue of yours, child. I don't like it one bit." He said but Dean was quite sure that William was starting to get all pissed.

"Then show yourself, you bastard!" he yelled. "Or are you showing signs of chickening out?" He heard William chuckled darkly but he continued. "You call yourself a fearless king? The strongest king? Yet you aren't showing yourself to me? A hybrid who almost feel like a human? Ironic, isn't it?" he scoffed at him.

Then William fell quiet and Dean knew that he already pissed him off, like William was going to blow a fuse. He was looking everywhere and still see no signs of him. Until, in a blink of an eye, William appeared in front of him. He was expecting him to be fast but he didn't expect him to be that fast.

So, this is how humans viewed vampires. No wonder they got all so jumpy when they got to see one. They appeared everywhere without a warning.

But he wasn't startled. He might feel like a human but he was still a hybrid. He just glared at William and William did the same. William cupped Dean's chin tightly, and he thought that his chin will break.

"Don't get all smart with me, Dean." He said venomously. "You got lucky that you're useful to me because of that majestic power of yours. So, I'm controlling myself not to pull your heart from your chest. Without it, you are a trash that needs to be dispose." He roughly let go of Dean and punched him square on the face.

Dean's lips was busted and now he can probably taste his own blood. He shook his head because the blow was pretty strong. Thanks to this enchanted chain, enchanted pillar and the runes. These things were stopping him to attack William. In any second, the other vampires just appeared behind William.

Right, an audience. Just what I need.

He rolled his eyes and looked at his father who was now rubbing his temple then pinched his nose.

"You get that you son of a bitch? You are nothing." He breathes angrily.

Dean just smirked at him. "Oh father. My fucking dear oblivious father." He bitterly said but he can't stop himself to chuckle. "You know, I'm not trash. And I will never be trash." He noticed that William looked at him intensely.

"Oh no, Dean. Don't get me wrong. You are nothing. The only reason that made you special is that power of yours. Without your power, who are you?" he sighed dramatically almost mocking Dean.

But instead of Dean getting riled at his mocking sigh, he just looked straight at him with a proud smirk on his face.

"Who am I without my powers?" William nodded. "Well, I'm Dean fucking Ambrose who got friends around me that accepts for who I am. My mother showed me the greatness of this world before she died. Honesty, love and peace from other beings. I got everything that I need even if I lose my powers." He smiled proudly. "How about you, if you don't have your powers?"

William laughed like a crazy maniac and the others laughed with him.

"How about me? You really have to ask that?" he smirked. "Okay, I'll humour you. I got everything here. A kingdom, my people that will always follow my every command, authority. And even if I didn't have my powers, I knew that I'm strong. I'm someone that no one will dare cross. In other words, I'm a king." He grins.

"You're a king that owns a boring kingdom." William glared. "A stupid fucking followers." All vampires growled. "And authority that always depends on your power which is an act of cowardice." Dean could feel that William was curling his fist and he saw how red his eyes was but Dean wasn't afraid. "But despite those things, you still got nothing." He paused and took a deep breath. "You couldn't live without your powers. Whatever you do, you'll depend on it. You can't even stop yourself from using it because you knew that without it, you're weak."

"Don't test me young man! You don't know what you are saying!"

"I think I do." He looked at William with his eyes twinkling in mischief. "And speaking about your people following your every command, how can you be so sure that they'll be loyal to you if you no longer have it?"

William crossed his arms intensely.

"Sometimes, I start to question their loyalty to you." He shook his head and continued. "I mean, let's face it. The only reason they followed you is only because they're afraid that if they go against you, you'll use your power to eliminate them." He shrugged, purposely mocking his father. "Your people are like shadows. They will be there when there is light and they will leave you at your darkest hour. Remember, your people are selfish just like you. They will always leave you once they no longer see you useful."

Dean looked at his father, waiting for him to trash the whole place, kill one of his people or even punch him on the face but nothing happened. William's face stayed neutral and this confused him. He didn't know what he was thinking or what has gotten into his mind. Suddenly, William smirked. Then his smirk turns into laughter. Dean raised his eyebrows as William continued to laugh.

Fuck! That is not the expression that I want. What the hell is he thinking?

"Oh Dean, you really think that I haven't thought about that?" he asked. "I have to admit that despite your situation right now, you're still sharp as ever. And you're right about them. They are as selfish as me. I don't trust anyone but myself. The time will come that one of them will go against me but I don't care."

He circled his son like a predator wants its prey as he stopped behind him. He leaned closer over his ear and whispered something

"And if they cross me, I won't hesitate to split them in half and they know that. They all know that I don't trust them that much." Dean was breathing heavily, he didn't know why but he could feel that William was up to something.

William then appeared in front of him. Crossing his arms behind him and stood there confidently.

"You always talked about love and peace." he got a deathly glare from his son. "Do you even remember what you did to your friends?"

Dean knitted his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

William sarcastically gasped. "Don't tell me, you don't remember anything?" he pouted his lips. "Shame. I start to wonder if you really mean that you valued love and peace more."

"What the fuck are you trying to tell me?" he cursed his father as he began to sweat.

"Since you're so very persistent to know, who am I to withhold the truth from you?" he smiled. "Dean, a while ago, your dark side took over you again just like what happened in the bar when we fought you and your friends." Dean was in a state of confusion.

Took over me again just like what happened in the bar? What the fuck is he saying?

"Confused are you? Pathetic. Now, let me continue." He sighed loudly like he was bored. "As your dark side took over you, you just start trashing the place with your dark powers. They were deadly and feels like you were seeking for war. You almost killed one of my sentries. You used it against them and start smashing them everywhere. Then there's this werewolf friend of yours. He tried to reach you to break you from your dark side. I thought, you were going to calm down but you didn't. You looked at him and you -"

Dean's eyes widened. "Don't tell me that I … I …"

"That you hurt him? Yes, you did." He smiled wider. "You lift him up in the air as you tried to squeeze him to death. The poltergeist was begging you to stop but you didn't listen. Instead, you keep on doing what you were doing. Your eyes were black and your face was empty like you didn't care if you killed someone. The werewolf had managed to reach you out from your dark side before he lost consciousness as you were back to your normal self. But I'm not sure if the werewolf is alive after the stunt that you pulled." He shrugged uncaringly. "And after that, you played the hero and teleported them to a place that I don't even know. I tried to trace them but I can't. Probably to a faraway place. Dramatic isn't it?"

Dean was battling himself whether to believe his father or not. But he believed that his father was lying to him to break him. To make him lose hope to himself. To make him feel miserable and blaming himself. William was a great liar.

No, Dean. Don't fall for his lies. He's trying to break you. Stay strong.

"Y- you're ly-ying." He gulped and shook his head. "You are only saying this to me just to break me."

William shook his head. "I wish you are right. Don't believe me? I'll show you."

He walked closer to Dean. He puts his hand on his head to show Dean that he wasn't lying this time. William recites an incantation as his hand glowed on top of Dean's head. Dean was closing his eyes tightly because the pain was unbearable. He was slowly seeing some memories as he screamed on top of his lungs.

FLASHBACK …

"Dean." Roman called for Dean.

Dean heard his voice as he looked towards them. His face was blank. Ice cold. Dean lifted one of his hands as he levitated Roman as well. Roman was confused while Seth was out of words. Until Roman felt like he was being slowly squashed by an invisible hand. It's painful and Roman can't help but release his blood-curling scream. Seth was dumbfounded. He looked at Dean.

"DEAN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" he shouted. "STOP IT! YOU'RE HURTING ROMAN!"

But Dean wasn't listening. He was still torturing Roman.

"DEEEEAAAANNNN!" Seth just keeps shouting. He hated it when he was helpless. "STOP IT! IF YOU'LL CONTINUE, HE'LL DIE."

Roman was fighting his consciousness. He looked at Dean while doing his best to breath.

"D-Dean." He was struggling to make a sentence. "W-w-wake up. Th-is n-n-not y-y-you. Fight t-t-the de-mon in-in-inside you." He was coughing. "Wake u-up. W-w-we need you b-back." He closed his eyes, focusing to stay conscious. "Brother."

He stopped whatever he was doing. Roman fell into the ground. Seth limply went to Roman checking him but Roman was now out of consciousness.

END OF FLASHBACK …

William was smirking widely at seeing his son sufferings. He knew that he was winning and he will get what he wants but he needs more to break him. This was just the beginning. Dean started to trash and shouted.

"STOP IT! FUCKING STOP IT! I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE IT ANYMORE!"

William smiled as he took off his hand on his head. Dean's body slumped after the revelation. He was panting heavily and he was profusely sweating. His eyes start to get wet. Did he really do that to his friends? Did he really try to kill Roman? His thoughts were bothered dangerously. He can't believe what he did. Why didn't he stopped himself from doing that? Why can't he control himself? He finally sobbed and this pleased William even more.

How did I let it happen?

His tears were now visibly flowing from his eyes. William, on the other hand, was now grinning because he knew that he won.

Time for phase 2, break him even more.

"Dean, everything is your fault. You are responsible for the damage that you caused them. What kind of friend are you? You tried to kill the werewolf and ignored the poltergeist plead, you call that love? You trashed my kingdom and destroyed half of it, you call that peace?" he put his hands on his waist. "You know that you can always do something to stop that from happening, why didn't you do it? You can stop squeezing your friend to death by controlling yourself but you didn't do it. You're a hypocrite hybrid."

Dean didn't look at him. He just looked at the ground. He was disappointed by himself. He hated it when William was right. He can do something to stop it but why he didn't do anything? William cupped his chin and raised it until Dean's eyes levels at him.

Phase 3, make him mad.

"I remembered that Aiven, your mother." Then he pointed at Dean. "Taught you how peace and love delivers a happy life. That bitch had managed to convince that fucking small brain of yours." Dean grumbled and tried to punch him but the damn fucking ropes were preventing him.

"You better not call her that." He said venomously low.

"What? A bitch?" he snickered. "She really is a fucking bitch." Dean starts to curl his fist and gritted his teeth. "Telling you that war is not the answer to everything. You know what, I overestimated marrying Aiven. I thought she will be a great mother to you. Instead, she taught you the opposite of war. She showed you something that you weren't allowed to know. Because of her teachings, you got corrupted."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he shouted and tried to free himself to strangle William to where he stands and wipe that smug grin of his. "YOU BETTER SHUT THAT FUCKING FOUL MOUTH OF YOURS OR ELSE."

William was now seeing Dean's eyes was slowly turning to black. This is what he was waiting for. Dean could feel that he was slowly changing and he tried his best to calm himself. He can take it if someone talks bad about him but if it involves his mother, which is something that he won't tolerate. Dean looked at his tied hands and he could feel that his nails were getting sharp. His teeth were slowly turning into fangs and he knew that his other side was slowly overtaking him.

Dean! Control yourself. Don't lose your shit! If you let your other side fucking overtake you, you'll not be able to stop yourself from destroying everything.

"Or else what? Kill me?" he scoffed. "Are you fucking stupid, Dean? I am here, trying to fucking help you to show you the true fucking path from that whore of a mother of yours who led you astray."

Dean spit on his face. "FUCK YOU!"

William wiped the spit on his face and once again punch Dean on the face with his might. Dean's nose was bleeding. William wasn't contented by just punching him on the face, so he also punch him on his stomach. Dean coughed and blood escaped his mouth. The punch was great and Dean almost lost his consciousness but he stayed awake. He can't deny that the blow was powerful. He looked at him once again.

"Is that all you've got?" he said and coughed.

William grabbed a handful of his locks.

"You ungrateful brat! Looks like Aiven completely damaged your fucking brain cells. I am really glad that she died from that night." Dean growled dangerously as William took something from his pocket and it shows a very familiar bluish-green colour of a heart-shaped enchanted necklace.

"Is that mom's necklace?" he said.

The bluish-green heart-shaped enchanted necklace somewhat calms him down and his eyes widened at the same time. He thought that necklace was buried alongside with her mother's burial. He always thought that he will not see that ever again. The only thing that Dean remembers about her was her memories. As William showed the necklace, Dean could almost feel her mother's presence because the necklace was filled with memories about her mother. Dean needed to get that from William. He will keep that necklace forever.

"It is, Dean. This is the reason that snapped you back from reality when you let your other side overtook you at the bar." Dean gasped at this.

How come I can't remember anything that night!

Dean inwardly scolded himself. He looked at William as he listens carefully.

"I used this to make you weak because this necklace brought too many memories of her. If I wear this, I'll transform into her but I can't copy her softness. She's way too kind to everyone and it sickens me. So, I decided not to wear it. And I'm planning to destroy this necklace in front of you."

"Don't you fucking dare!" he exclaimed. "Give me my mother's necklace you bastard. Give it to me!"

William just looked at him, clearly mocking him. He loved it very much to see him so miserable. He also hated him for being so weak. Why did Dean followed her footstep instead of following him. Can't his son see his worth? His plans were splendid. What's so wrong about world domination? It's fun! So, he took a step back and looked at his son as he smash the necklace of Aiven. It was shattered into pieces. Dean shouted a loud no. That necklace was his mother's. The broke felt like in a slow motion. The shattered pieces was scattered. Then William stomped at it to destroy it even more like he wasn't contented by his son's scream of sorrow.

Of course! He wasn't contented! He wants to see him break even more so that it's easy for his other side to take control. Dean growled loudly as he start pulling his hands from the enchanted chains. The enchanted pillars were slowly breaking.

"How can you be so cruel!?" he screamed angrily but deep inside he was hurt. He needed that necklace badly. "You are a fucking arsehole!"

William shook his head sarcastically. "You're an arsehole, Dean. It's just a necklace and you're crying over it?"

"FUCK YOU, BITCH! IT'S NOT JUST A NECKLACE. THAT'S MY MOTHER'S NECKLACE!"

"Blah blah blah … Whatever. I don't care." He waved it off like it was nothing and this riled Dean even more but William loves riling him up.

It's payback time, Dean.

"But hey, before anything happens, I saved the best part for the last." He walked closer to Dean who was making a failed attempt of punching him. "I bet this will free that other side of yours." He whispered.

"Go fuck yourself!"

William laughed merrily as he slapped Dean.

"Shut up, you fuckhead. Don't you wanna know what caused her to die?" he smiled evilly as Dean tears were flowing. "Why the healers can't find what's wrong with her? Well, you're in luck, my son. For tonight, I will show you the past to why and how she falls ill as she died while you cried because you can't do anything that night to save her."

Before Dean could do anything, William once again put his hand on Dean's head as he showed him the past.

FLASHBACK …

William was sitting on his throne. Thinking deeply. He looked younger. His presence was menacing. He stood up from his throne and walked towards his way to a young woman. She was incredibly beautiful like a goddess. She got her beautiful shiny long blonde hair. She was glowing like she was a light. Her face was angelic.

"Aiven, will you stop teaching Dean to be kind!" he said.

"William, what you want me to do? Teach him to be like you?" she pointed at him. "Dean is a sweet boy. I wouldn't dare risk to lose that sweetness of him. Can't you see? His happy."

"No he's not, Aiven!" he exclaimed as he paced back and forth. "You're poisoning his mind! This is not how a vampire behaves!"

"He is not just a vampire. He is also a mage!" she retorted. "William, why don't you try to see the bright side of life? It's not that bad. Every supernatural beings were created unique and equal. Please, don't try to be so harsh. You're being a racist here. You must respect every beings including humans."

He scoffed at her and looked at her.

"Respect every beings? Have you lost the plot, Aiven. Not all beings are made equal. There will be always lesser and greater. The true fact is that vampires are the greatest. Werewolves, poltergeists, fairies, humans, etc. are lesser beings."

She crossed her arms. She was hurt that her husband was still the same. She was hurt that her husband was full of himself. She was hurt that he thinks lesser of them all except for himself and his kind. He was cruel and that was something she can't deny. She was so close of leaving him but she can't just leave a person that she loves. That was her mistake. Falling in love to someone that thinks highly of himself. He won't listen to her. She knew that there are better than him but her heart only shouted his name and no one else. She thought that he would change since they had their own family but how she was. William was getting worse. Imagine, he was going to use their own son for his selfish gain? Not cool.

"Why are you so against peace?"

"Why I'm against peace? Because woman, peace is only for cowards. We vampires must dominate every supernatural beings including humans. I need to feel more superior. Making peace will definitely ruin my reputation." He gritted his teeth, showing his sharp fangs. "I am a king. What about you, woman? Why are you so against war?"

Aiven laughed but she was hurt. "Why? Because, war only makes it worst. It's not the answer to everything, William. All of us should reunite as one and stand together. Vampires, mages, etc. we can be allies. Please, find it in your heart to reconsider my opinion. I am your wife. Me and Dean are your family." She walked closer to William as she caressed his cheek gently with her soft palm. "William, you don't have to dominate the world just make you look superior. You're more than that."

William scoffed and rolled his eyes. "And you really think that peace will always be the answer to everything?"

"Yes." Aiven was determined.

William just growled at her and palmed his face. He knew that once she was determined to stand for something he can't stop her and neither will she. William was sick of her kindness and he wants to kill her where she stands but there's a hundred per cent chance that she can't defeat her. Aiven might be kind but she's a very fearless mage. William might be powerful but he can't defeat her. Aiven was a lot skilful than him. She was a Tralecser mage anyway. He had heard how they can be savage at a fight. He hated to admit it but she was powerful than him. Hell! Even his five-year-old son is stronger than him.

"Please William, find it in your heart." She touched his torso. "And you will see the greatest result." She smiled.

William sighed and looked at her. Her eyes were blue compared to an ocean. Her face so angelic. But that's not the reason why he married her. But it's her power and William was so ashamed that Aiven is not using her true potential. He needed a plan. A plan to eliminate her. If she continues to live, the more she'll poison Dean's mind acing that kindness.

"Leave me alone, Aiven. I don't want to talk to you anymore." He growled.

"Wil –"

"Leave my sight, woman!" he shouted.

Aiven was taken aback at this. She should get used to it. So, she left. Her shoulder's down as William just punched the wall. He was so fed up of her. It's time to eliminate her. So, he immediately went to their abandoned basement where he hid one of his wicked book that Aiven didn't know. He opened the book and cast a spell to his wife. He made sure that the spell was undetectable by her knowing that she was good at detecting. A spell that would make a mage to fall ill for no reason. A spell that will immediately kill her. A spell that only works for pure mages. A spell that no healers can cure. As he was done casting the spell, he immediately went to his throne picturing his wife's death. He was smirking widely.

"You will die tonight." He mumbled.

Then the scenery plays at the night where Aiven falls ill and was bedridden. A healer was on her side, checking up on her but to the healer's surprised, she can't find anything. She was confused. Aiven was sweating profusely, her eyes were half-open. The healer's couldn't do anything. From that moment, Aiven knows that this is her end. All she had to do is to see her son. But before she can asked one of her servants, Dean immediately ran towards her side.

"Mom?" he cried.

"Hush child." She caressed Dean's cheek gently. "Don't cry for mama, okay?" her eyes were starting to get wet.

"But mom –" he sobbed.

She shushed him softly. "Promise me one thing, Dean." She smiled as Dean listened to her. "No matter what happens, never follow your father's footsteps. Always make peace and be kind to any beings, okay? Promise me."

Dean sobbed while nodding his head. "I promise ma.

"I love you, son. Never doubt that. For wherever you go, I'm always with you." She said, a tear escaped her eyes as she finally closed her eyes.

Her hand fell limply on the bed as the five-year-old hybrid was shaking.

"Mom." He said lowly. "Mom." He shook her. "Mom!" he tried to wake her but she won't open her eyes.

She was no longer breathing. Her heart stops beating. Dean was crying. (A/N: okay? I didn't mean to rhyme that.)

"Mom, wake up! Don't leave me!" his cry was getting louder as he hugged her lifeless body. "MOOOOOOOOOOM!"

END OF FLASHBACKS …

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Dean was trashing from the memory.

William lets go of his head. He noticed that Dean's other side was waking up. Dean looked at him with his black stone eyes as his fangs were finally showing.

"YOU KILLED HER! YOU MONSTER!" he screamed. His voice changed. He sounded like a demon-possessed. "I WILL KILL YOU, BASTARD! I'LL MAKE YOU PAY!"

He was now pulling the enchanted chains. The enchanted pillar was breaking. The runes were no longer helping. Dean was finally replaced by his dark side. He was trashing. William immediately chanted a spell that can control him and he was having a hard time. The League of Nations, went to Dean's side, holding him to stay where he was. Dean had swatted them so, the other vampires had joined and help each other to stop him. Some vampires were swatted with a powerful force and then got up to their feet and held him again. Sheamus, hit Dean's head and this somewhat ceased his movements. William sees this as an opportunity so he immediately put his hand on top of Dean's head.

"As nahiraygnapak gnan migal, alaw yak nodnus agn nial idnuk oka.(In the power of darkness, you will follow no one but me.)" he shouted. "Sobu akan as ngoka agm nougolus.(You are now under my command.)"

And that's where everything stopped. Dean was no longer conscious. William was panting and sweating but the bastard was smiling because he knew that he won. He was sure that he already put all the command spell on Dean. He looked at Dean's unconscious body. He looks different. Dean was paler and his fangs were getting longer and sharper. His right hand asked him what to do next.

"Just put him in the throne room. Once he'll wake up, he will be more obedient to me and we can rule the world." They all cheered. "But.." he paused as the other vampires looked at him in confusion. "I could feel a war coming. I bet his friends will come back probably bringing some troops as well. We better prepare."

They all smirked confidently. Sheamus and Rusev brought Dean to the throne room. Other vampires were already in their position. Readying themselves to battle. William, sniffed the air and breathe it out loudly.

I could definitely taste my victory.

He laughed. He will enjoy watching his son killing his friends and destroying the world. This is the son that he's proud of. A son that follows his footsteps. Not that son who always aced kindness and peace. That was really disgusting. The chance of Roman and Seth saving Dean would be impossible knowing that he already controlled him.

Game over Roman and Seth.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hiiiiiieeee! *waving my hands like mentally challenged person*

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By the way, I'm sorry for the late update guys. I'm really busy planting some peanuts and other vegetables. Hope you are having a great day and night people :D And I'm also hoping that you will like this long long chapter. I really intend to make it long in case if I, you know, I'll hit writer's block.

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