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A look of pure hatred was given from Dean to Greed. I was something like a barrier, saving the demon from his death.
"Please, step away and leave him. He only wants to play with your nerves." Said I, looking at Dean's eyes.
Whenever I look into them, I just feel this abnormal and powerful feeling.. it's so intense. I just have to look away because I can't stay and stare at him. I don't know if his eyes are just really intense or this is all in my head. I've never felt this before.
During my gazing, Dean frowned, seemingly dissapointed. He shook his head and step aside.
"Tsk-tsk-tsk.." The demon made sound with his snake's mouth by his not pleased objection. "You're wrong. I not only want to play with your nerves, I want to play and with your souls." I turn my head towards him as crossed my arms.
"Bite me." Dean reply.
"Later, fella. Besides, you're like a walking billboard of the greed and the lust." He noted. Dean was like he doesn't minded at all, and shrugged. "What about you Lissa-the whole anger will eat you. This was the reason why both with your dead husband, who by the way not rest in peace, pledged to hunt than stood face to face whit the incident from before a couple of years." Lisa's self-control fell apart and she began to hit him. If weren't the boys, the demon would be covered the whole in blood by now. "That's exactly what I mean." He looked at her then us. "And you call us sins? Look at yourselves and after it talk. We're just emotions that you gladly grind down." Greed let out laugh, the room filling with it. "Hungry, furious, insatiable, greedy and impassioned animals..--" The pause this demon made was because he overhear the outside's sounds. "Here they are. My palls will get me away from these chains."
"Don't be so sure." Sam later looked over at Lissa and Bobby."Who wants?"
He lift up a book with spells and the widow gladly took it. "I'm volunteer." She open the book as start telling the spell for bringing the demon back to his dark place.
The rest of us go to prepare for the battle.We put salt in front of the windows and the doors, load the guns and etc.
"Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa. ...." A song started to play on a portable radio."They are here.." I said, mostly to myself. "I can sense them."
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The Cursed | DeanWinchester | - Slow Editing (ON HOLD)
FanfictionThis novel follows the adventures of the two Winchester brothers through the world, in a quest to save it. While on their travels, the brave beast hunters find a unknown beautiful and mysterious girl. Who is she? What is she? What will Sam and Dean...