A New Kind of Life (A Supernatural Fan Fiction)

A New Kind of Life

I stand in front of a man that looks just like myself, someone staring back at me. I have destroyed him. Beaten him. He lays in front of me, eyes closed, blood dripping from his head. Or my head. I can't tell. None of this is real. Paranormal. Deadly. Ghostly. Demonic. Superhuman. Dark. Hellish. Evil. Abnormal...

Supernatural.

I study him. Or me. He is looks tired with life, like me. His eyes are closed almost peacefully, but his jaw looks hard, rigid, tight. Do I sleep like that? Do I always look like that? I look so tense. I look so on edge and tired. Maybe my rotting heart, my insides, the part of me inside that is dying, really is reflected onto my features.

And then, his eyes flick open.

But they aren't my green eyes. They are not my tired green eyes, the eyes that have seen too much. The eyes that have watched too many deaths, the eyes that have seen too much blood. These are not the green eyes that cried at night in secret because I do not want to die. These are not the eyes that masked so much pain and fear.

These eyes are demon eyes.

Pure black that glisten in the dim light. They are staring at me, making my heart pound as my green eyes go wide. I stare in just a bit of horror, knowing that this is just a glimpse of the future. This is what I am going to become. I am going to die and this is what will become of me. I will become what I hunt. I will become what I have tried for so long to destroy. 

"You can't escape me Dean." He shouts, almost deafening.

"You're gonna die!" 

I know.

"And this..."

"This is what you're gonna become."

 

 

This is what I have become.

A monster. 

A killer.

A murderer.

A beast.

Something that I tried so hard for so long not to become.

I have become what I have always hated.

I'm a hunter and this is what I have always hunted.

But for the first time, I am one of them.

I feel their blood pumping through my veins.

I feel the Mark of Cain burning against my skin.

Their blood burns me from the inside out, but it feels powerful.

I know what I am.

I know what I have tried so hard not to become.

I know what I have become. 

I am...

A demon.

 

 

 

 

((Takes place after Season 9 finale))