|Prologue|
"What you're feeling right now - it's not death. It's life - a new kind of life.."
How can I have a "new kind of life" when I died? I swung and I struck out. The game's over for me. I'm over.
"Open your eyes, Dean."
I'm trying, but it's just so hard.
Why do I have to keep trying anyway? Is it so wrong for me to just throw in the towel and be done with it?
Why can't you people just let me go and move on?
Why is it so damn hard for you?
It's not hard for me...
"See what I see."
What is there left to see?
"Feel what I feel."
I'd rather not.
"And let's go take a howl at that moon."
I was subconciousily aware of my arm being moved and my hand being opened, just to be closed around something that reverberated with power, the kind of energy a person felt in their bones, and with that energy I felt every emotion a human could feel, from love and happiness to frustrationandrageandjealousyandhate and then
it happened all at once.
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Reborn |Dean Winchester|
Fanfiction"It's as if I were a blind man given the gift of sight; now I can see the world for what it really is." | Demon!Dean
