𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗥 , supernatural

[38] witching hour

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: WITCHING HOUR
season 2 episode 22
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PACKING HER BAGS, Selene was getting herself ready to leave with the very few things she had brought. Yet, she was dragging it out. She didn't want to leave, she loved this old rusted place. It was the first home she had ever had and inside was the first family she ever got.

In this moment Selene felt completely alone, she felt as though she truly had nothing left anymore. But for once, she didn't feel like it was because her life was falling apart. It didn't feel like it the world was going to open her up and swallow her whole. Selene was okay—she will be okay.

Suddenly, Selene's body was taken over by a power out of her control. Her head fell backwards as she felt her soul being transported out of her body, in the blink of an eye Selene was no longer in Bobby's house—she was in a cemetery. The world was foggy and moving in almost slow motion, yet everything was playing out clear as day in front of her.

Taking a look around, she sees a mess of everything. Behind her was a door, a large door that she could feel the energy through it. The darkness that ran through the walls, the hell that was laying behind this door. Which was appeared to be opening.

They couldn't do it. The gates to fucking hell were opening.

Yet, that wasn't what Selene felt like she was here for. It wasn't the thing that was being called to her, it was in the middle of the grass. It was Sam who was in the middle of a fight, and appeared to be losing. Sam's soul was calling to her, even if it wasn't intentional, he needed her.

Jake was stronger than Sam, punching him and kicking him endlessly—Sam coughed up some blood as he was clearly in pain and unable to fight back. Yet, it never stopped Jake. Jake kept coming back for more, coming back to break him slowly and brutally.

The sight didn't worry Selene, because she knew what to do. As Sam was pressed against the wall of a cemetery as Jake pounded his fists into Sam's face, Selene took a single step forward through the sounds of echo. Selene placed her hand on his forehead, which seemed to slow down the punches being throw at him.

Sam and Selene's eyes mirrored each other in a glowy red light, Jake was once against confused and a fear glanced before his eyes—but it was too late. Sam raised his hand outwards, allowing a gun to come flying into his grip effortlessly.

With that, Sam put several bullets into Jake's chest. Even when Sam fell to the ground, it was like nothing could stop him. It was like something evil in his body made him not the the ability to stop, but even worse, it gave him the ability to like it.

Selene knew that the darkness he felt was her, it was her magic, and she just gave him some of it when she brought him back. For a split second, Selene saw herself in Sam—the darkest parts of herself.

When the two of them turned, they were faced with the stares of the others. Ellen, Bobby, Dean. All of them staring at Sam, because they could not see Selene. Yet, somehow—Dean knew. Part of him knew that this was Selene's doing, and it terrified him.

Before any of them could say anything, they realized that behind Sam was the gate. There was no more time to stop it, even if they could've it was to the point of no return. The stone doors were starting to creep open slowly.

"Oh no," Bobby breathed out in fear, "It's hell."

They all watched as hell came knocking on their doorstep, making Sam and Selene turn towards the gate. Sam acted quickly by reaching for the colt that was stuck in the door, and pulling it out—the colt was the key.