Title: death, taxes, and pain
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU for "All Hell Breaks Loose" pt2
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 125
Point of view: third
Prompt: Sam, Dean, and anyone else, things go a little differently in the cowboy cemetery
Azazel doesn't mess around now; he's tired of Dean Winchester, always there to fuck up plans at the last minute.
No more.
One thought and Dean's neck snaps, his shiny little self-sacrificing soul flying home to Mommy and the angels. Good riddance.
And dear sweet Sammy, brimming with potential just stares, hands at his side and mouth open in shock and pain and—
Azazel shudders, feeling the rage rise in Sam. The hordes swarm out of the Gate and Azazel backs away from Dean's corpse, eyes on Sam.
He hadn't expected this, Sam to understand—
"Die," Sam hisses, fingers clenched into fists. "Die screaming."
Azazel gasps as he starts to burn, and then he screams.
The last thing he sees is Samuel Winchester's eyes turn bone-white.