Supernatural X Reader (DDM BSM)

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Some may describe a hero as one who saves the day. Maybe superman, or BatMan. When you say the word hero, what do you think of? Superheroes right? Maybe you think of a firefighter. A doctor. A dentist. A veteran. Not super, but amazing. 

      A hero doesn't need a cape. A hero needs to be heroic. They need to be of help. They need to be selfless. They need to care.

     Sam and Dean Winchester were heros. Well, they still are.

        Most may describe them as unholy or awful. Maybe they believe the Winchesters are a myth, just a legend told to hunters with no hope in their lives. Heros give hope. They give the hope, that tomorrow has the chance to be better. The hope that anybody can do anything, save anyone. All you really need though, is courage.

      The bravery to stand up to those who defy law. Those who only seek the destruction of one or may it be many. Those who stand up to their fears, afraid, but brave.

      Sam and Dean Winchester. They are heros. They save people without caring about themselves. They literally throw themselves in a pit to protect one another. They snap necks and cash checks to protect those they care about. In fact, Sam Winchester was 100% ready to give up his own life to take out the demon population. Close the gates of hell, forever. Dean though, he couldn't let his little brother die. Thus, the angels fell and the demons were still able to travel to and from hell.

      Sam and Dean kill monsters. They track them down and whether they be vampire or changling, they take em' out. 

      Few times have they made friends with a monster. Very few, but the ones they have befriended were pure. Good.

      But not all good monsters get recognized.

      My name is Y/N Y/L/N and this is my story.

=========Sam's POV===========

          "Rise and shine Sammy!" I woke up with a flinching flashback of the mystery spot incident. Although it was pretty long ago, it still haunts me. I always told Dean to never say that again, but he is my brother. He is Dean Winchester.

        I dragged myself out of bed, pulling the cheap motel covers with me. We had to leave the bunker for a few days because of a case.

      Apparently, someone saw a mermaid. Another saw a unicorn, and one more saw a scaly dragon. Not our usual thing, but we saw what happened with the Zana. I'm thinking it has something to do with them. I mean, all three are the dreams of small children and those were all the witnesses. Granted, they reported the sighting, but I'll have to ask Sully later if I can get in touch with him.

      "Hey Dean."

       "Yup."

        "You think this has something to do with Sully and his gang of misfit creatures?"

     "It's possible. I mean, all witnesses were children and the freaks were all. Freaky. Tell ya what. Why don't I go ask some questions at the local bar and you grab your computer and do whatcha' do." I scoffed and rolled my eyes at my brother. I swear, he would screw anything with a heartbeat.

     "Fine. Jerk."

     "Bitch."

============Time Skip=========

     Almost eight hours later and I finally figured out a summoning spell to bring in Sully. Dean was still out, but every once in a while he would shoot me a text. It was kinda funny. The texts would get more garbled as the hours ticked by. My brother sure does love his alcohol. He could drink all day and still drink strait to the next. Well, I mean. He has.