Paradigm Shift [On-going]

Death wish

*Flashback*

It had been exactly a month since Dean's whole life was turned upside down and he was in a dark place. He had been isolated from his friends and family and he felt completely lost and alone. He could not do the one thing he'd ever been any good at; which was wrestle and he just wanted to be human again. He felt like he didn't belong anymore, like he wasn't in control of his own body and he just wanted to go back to work and be normal again, but he couldn't, so instead he tried to end it all. The only problem with that plan, however, was that it was extremely difficult to kill a vampire. He couldn't bleed to death, couldn't shoot or hang himself. Sunlight wouldn't vaporize him and poison would have little effect, so there were only two options left. He could set himself on fire (and he didn't find that appealing in the slightest) or he could suppress. If he starved himself of blood for long enough, he could appear human again and, by appearing human, he may even be able to live a somewhat normal life again.

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"Come on" Dean taunted as his two attackers stood over him. "Take your best shot!" Dean longed so much for pain that he almost craved it.

"This dude got a death wish or something?" One of his attackers asked in disbelief.

"Let's go man. He's got nothing we want anyway" the other attacker replied.

"Where are you going?" Dean asked as they walked away. "Is that all you've got?"

Dean got what he wanted. The two men turned around and as they continued their beat down Dean smiled. Hopefully, they would put him out of his misery once and for all.

"HEY!!...LEAVE HIM ALONE!"

A familiar voice called out and Dean groaned as he recognised who the voice belonged to. He heard his attackers run away, and he fought against a strong pair of arms as they pulled him to his feet.

"Dean why didn't you fight back?'' Frederick's face showed no emotion as he waited for Dean to answer him

"What's it got to do with you?'' Dean asked bitterly

Frederick sighed as he listened to Dean's thoughts. "You were trying to get yourself killed!"

Dean laughed. "That is the correct answer. 10 points to Frederick"

"You know all too well Dean that being beaten up won't kill you" Frederick answered

"Oh, yeah...?" Dean stopped talking to spit out some blood that had gathered in his mouth. "well proves what you know''

Frederick's perfectly smooth face gave the slightest glimpse of emotion as he searched Dean's thoughts for an explanation. "You've been suppressing!?"

"So what if I have?" Dean asked.

Frederick used his incredible strength to guide Dean towards his car and as he sat down, Dean shut his eyes as he felt his wounds sting. Just being able to feel something again was bliss. Ever since he'd been transformed into a vampire, he'd been numb, both mentally and physically. He'd become a shell of his former self, that only thought about satisfying his thirst and he had missed being able to just feel. He only opened his eyes again once he heard the engine cut off, and he recognised he was now at Frederick's house. Frederick got out of the car and made his way around to Dean's side of the car.

Frederick opened the door. "We need to talk about what you are doing Dean"

Dean scoffed. "Do we? I don't see why, you won't change my mind"

Frederick moved towards his house and Dean watched on as he made his way inside, leaving him in the car. He considered sliding into the driver's seat and heading home, but then he realised Frederick had taken the keys with him, so he followed Frederick inside. Frederick was idly sipping out of what looked like a leather hip flask and he caught Dean's eye for just a moment as he passed him.