Supernatural BSM DDM; SSM MDM

DDM Dean: Hallucinations Part 2

Age: 12

Your P.o.v:

"Y\N. Your special and your mine." I heard him say once again,ever since that day I've been seeing him,hearing him,and told him to go away,but he doesnt listen.

"Will you go the fuck away." I said as Sam looked at me confusedly. "Sorry Sammy, I'm tired so I'm mad, I didnt mean to say that." I said appologizing even though I did mean it just not towards him. I hate the fact that they cant hear or see him, but I can.

"Its alright, I get that way too." I just nodded. You see I never told them that he is still here because ever since that day, the looked at me differently,like I'm screwed up. Sometimes I believe I am, but now I cant tell whats real or fake anymore because of the fucking demon. Sam went back to reading as dad came in with pie.

"Hello, how are you y/n." He said as I sighed, ever since that day he asks me this all the time.

"I'm doing okay." I said as took a drink of my mountain dew. Its been 4 months since the thing had happen. I see him sitting in the corner, smirking at me.

"5 actually." The thing said as I glared. I don't care. I sighed and stood up.

"I'm going for a walk." I said as they nodded.

"Be safe, and call." Dad said as I nodded. I left the bunker and walked down the street. I passed the park, where I first saw him and shuddered as I walked faster. I noticed a black shadow fly pass me as I stopped walking and tried to look for it. I found it in front of a tree, he stood their smirking.

"Don't be out to late,its getting dark." It said darkly and coldly. I walked father to the library and looked around trying to find books on hallucinations.

"I'm not in your head. You know that."  I shuddered as he spoke, but proceeded my search. I found a book that read Hallucinating Victims. I grabbed it and found another that read Hallucination Reasoning. I went over to the table and read the first one and the I noticed that the table of contents was listed by the chapter and the name of the victim. I went to the first chapter and began to read.

Chapter 1: Timothy Gray

My name is Timothy Gray. I am 20 years old, I am a senior in college, but because of my issues, I am now a college drop out and in an asalym. You see one day, it was a normal day for me.getting up, going to college, going to my football practice, but suddenly the day changed from good to bad in a heartbeat. Walking home, I began to get this weird feeling, like someone was watching me. I turned around and there was no one, this kept on for a too 5 minutes, until I saw someone run pass me. I saw a shadow in front of the tree, its face was smirking.

"Timothy," it said, my breathe hitched a bit,"you are special. You belong in help with me."

I gasped as I read that, its exactly like what is happening now. I kept reading.

I ran like hell after it said that and ran all they way to my house. After locking the doors and windows I sat on my bed, but gasped when I heard his voice again saying my name with venom in its voice. 6 months after that incident, it never gone away, but I have. A little by little I began to loose myself. I was rude, jumpy, a dropout and worst off all depressed. It was killing me mentally, physically, and emotionally. That was until the 6th month, I finally learned its name to be феазј ог споћс (death of souls). It slowly kills the victims soul and to do so it makes them weak by getting inside their head and finding their weakness. You may be wondering if this is true, and it is. By the time you read this note, I'm already dead. I died after I figured him out, so be careful because there is no way to stop him.

I gulped and slammed the book closed, I was shaking all over.

"So now you know what I am. What a shame you were special." I heard him say behind me, I spun around with my knife and stabbed him, but it didn't affect him. I quickly stood up and backed away from him, I had my phone behind my back and texted Dad, 'library SOS.' I had mastered texting without looking because I knew it would be useful. I watched how he just glared at me and slowly stalked towards me.

"Please. I'm sorry." I begged as he shushed me getting close to my face, he rubbed my cheek.

"Remember, I'm just in your head." He said as I closed my eyes. I shot up out of my bed shaking and crying.

"It was all fake?"

"Not me, but the dream yes. Your special I wanted you to know who I am." I screamed as he came closer. Dad and Sam slammed my door open and turned the light on. It vanishes as I cry harder and dad holds on to me.

"I know who he is." I said as dad asked who, but I started to lose conscience.

"феазј ог споћс." I whispered, but Sam knows the language and he gasped as I fell limp into my fathers arms, knowing that the death of souls just added another soul in hell, another "special" soul.

Dean's P.o.v:

I held her with tears down my face as she lost conscience. She whispered something in a different language an I heard Sam gasp.

"What is it?" I felt her go limp in my arms and I cried harder. "No no!" I yelled gentally rubbing her face. "Don't leave me please." I whispered as I felt Sam rub my back.

"She said феазј ог споћс it means death of souls. He killed her soul, she can't come back." He said as I cried harder and held her. I heard a flutter of wings, and instantly knew who it was, but I didnt look at him, I just held her.

"Dean," I heard his rough voice, "her soul is in hell yes, but we can save her." I perked up to this.

"How Cas. It kills souls, yes her soul is in hell and for all we know its killed." I said as I laid her down in her bed as I held her hand hoping, wishing, praying she'd just jump up and say it was a joke,  but in deep down I know the truth.

"Crowley. We can ask him, I mean he is the king of hell, and he can bring her back." Cas suggested.

"Yes, but her soul won't be complete, it was already tortured and who knows what happened to it by now." Sam said as I sighed as more tears ran down my face.

"We saved yours." Cas said.

"Yes, but-" I cut Sam off.

"Stop, " I said shuddering because of how bad I sounded broken. "This fighting isn't going to bring her back. We can try and keep trying, but its not going to bring her back and right now she'd be disappointed in us for fighting." I kissed her hand gentally.

No one's P.o.v:

Dean and Sam watched your body burn as Dean drank and Sam brokenly shut down. The didnt speak, they didn't even look away from your burning body. Sam was broken inside, your death broke him so bad that he killed anything that was supernatural that was evil in sight,  Dean didn't stop drinking,  Cas became like their "nurse". He made sure they were safe,  he even got extra protective because he couldnt lose another friend, another family member.

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I'm thinking about doing a part 3 for revenge maybe, but I'm not sure an I hope you like it.