When the hour is nigh
And hopelessness is sinking in.Every second ticking by on the clock was pure agony. You didn't even have anymore tears left to cry. Your time was up.
Dean had gotten mad at you earlier, yelling and everything. Saying you were stupid to sell your soul. You agreed with him, but eventually he calmed down started babbling about how they'd save you.
Sam had looked through so many books, spending hours of your precious time, but to no avail.
Now you sat all together, trying to "enjoy" your last minutes, if that could be possible.
And the wolves all cry
To fill the night with hollering.Suddenly, you hear the sound of growling from outside the door. You stiffen, and the boys rush to your side.
"It's okay, Y/N," comforted Sam, "They can't get inside the salt lines." But all three of you knew that wasn't true, they would just blow it away. Sam and Dean picked up their shotguns and aimed it at the door.
You look at Dean, but his face is twisted, mouth agape and eyes blank. You scream, and he envelopes you in a hug.
"It's gonna be okay, Y/N." he said, but neither of you were convinced.
"No, it's not," you wailed, hearing the growling grow louder, "I'm going to Hell!"
When your eyes are red
And emptiness is all you know.Only a couple moments pass before the doors open, smashing against the walls. The salt under the door is flung everywhere, and only the salt circle is protecting you now. The growling and the snarling is louder than ever.
You cling to Sam and Dean, who shoot the invisible hounds. They whine, but still they advance. You cling to your last shreds of life. You try the remember the good times, the fun you had with the Winchester brothers and all their friends.
You look up at the boys and see the determination on their faces. Determination to save you. For a moment, happiness overrides your fear. Happy that you got to spend all the years with these two amazing boys who would risk their life for you. You smiled, but only for a moment.
The hellhounds were on you in seconds. Terrible agony ripped through your entire body as you screamed. As Sam and Dean both screamed your name. But they knew they couldn't save you now.
You're only aware of the blood coating your body for a moment before everything goes black, the last thing you hear is the barking and howling of dogs.
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With the darkness fed
I will be your scarecrowThe boys didn't have the heart to burn your body, so they buried it. They buried you somewhere they could visit often, because you never left their hearts. You were like the little sister they never had.
And it hurt so bad to say goodbye, knowing they couldn't do anything about it.
A/N: Song is Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons •u•
I've wanted to do something with this song FOREVER and I've tried like a million times and finally I did it wow c: it just fits so well with Supernatural, it's amazing :o (sorry, I'm rambling again unu)
I just wanted to say again thanks for all the reads, you guys are amazing! <3
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FanfictionSupernatural and Sherlock imagines/one-shots written by me and my friend Kayla! :D Requests are open~