Welcome to The End ( Daryl Dixon x Winchester!Reader )

Chapter 31

"Are you kidding me?!" An all too familiar voice shouted.

You blinked in disbelief because standing right where the lightning bolt had struck was God himself.

No, he was dead. You killed him. Chuck was dead, how the fuck did he survive that gunshot?

"How are you alive?" You questioned.

"You really thought you could kill me? Me? I created that gun you used. I create everything, you really think you could kill me with it?" Chuck laughed, shaking his head. "Amara says 'hi' by the way. She's with me now, well in me."

"What, you consumed your sister?" Cas asked in shock.

"We came to an understanding. So, spare me you contempt, Castiel, The self-hating angel of Thursday. You know what every other version of you did after 'gripping him tight and raising him from perdition?' They did what they were told. But, not you. Not the 'one off the line with a crack in his chassis.' All of you!" Chuck shouted waving his hands and motioning to the group of you.

"You know, I tried and I tried and I tried, but you're all just too stupid, too stubborn, too broken." Chuck continued to say as he took a few steps towards you. "You know what? I'm over it. I'm over you."

"Yeah? Good." Sam said.

"Screw you, Chuck." Dean added angrily from beside you, emotion thick in his voice and you knew Dean was struggling with wanting to punch Chuck right now because you were as well.

"No, screw you." Chuck responded, shaking his head. "You know what you do with broken toys? You throw them out. So, kill each other, don't kill each other... I don't care."

"What do you mean?" Cas asked.

"I mean... have fun watching them die." Chuck explained, pointing towards the group of Saviours that were all lying on the ground still unconscious.

You frowned in confusion because they weren't dying, they were just unconscious. You spared their lives. What was Chuck talking about?

You looked back at Chuck just as he clicked his fingers and vanished. The dark clouds faded away as the blue sky came back, but your attention was quickly turned back towards the Saviours when they all started to scream.

"Oh my God." You gasped running over to the Saviours that had surrendered.

"Y/N, wait!"

You weren't sure who shouted your name, you barely heard them above the screaming coming from the Saviours as you reached their side, but there was nothing you could do as their eyes started to burn.

You quickly raised your hand, trying to use your powers to save them, but nothing was working. And before you could really process what was happening, the screaming stopped, and the Saviours were dead. They were all dead.

"No." You whispered, shaking your head as you stared at all the bodies with their eyes burnt out.

"Come here." Daryl said softly from behind you.

He grabbed your shoulder and pulled you into him, wrapping his arm around you as you hugged him back unable to stop yourself from crying.

They were all dead.

Those people had surrendered, they had surrendered and Chuck brutally killed them. They were dead and you couldn't save them. What was the point of having your powers back if you couldn't even save a group of people?

"Son of bitch!" Dean shouted angrily from somewhere behind you as Daryl hugged you tighter, his hand cupping the back of your head as he pulled you into his chest.