Reader x Character One Shots.

holyhell oneshot

Here have something different.

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A match made in heaven. Well not really, more like a match made between; the doorway of hell, the pit, the underworld, and purgatory, limbo, the place of nothing. Originally the pair of lovers were normal, or as normal as a hunter and his angel could be. But all good things must come to an end as they said.

Dean Winchester, the lovable human with eyes greener than the forests nearby, became one of the very things he loathed. The mark of Cain leaving his beautiful green eyes black as the Devils soul.

As for the angel Castiel, his eyes blue as the ocean after a storm turned to the dark side. He opened the door to purgatory, stealing every soul. His gorgeous blue eyes turned crazy, and wild by the souls pushing their way out

of him.

The two completed each other. Castiel was the yang to Dean's yin. The God to his Demon. The wrong to his wronger. They were happy, or they were under the illusion they were happy. Because how could a God and the demon be truly happy? But they thought, with their murdering and their butchering. Killing Angels, demons and all monster alike.

They. Were. Happy.

But all happiness must end eventually, because that selfish son of a bitch, who thought himself more righteous than their new God, he who previously was so far from good, that the demonic, the black eyed Dean seemed good in his light. The ass-butt, that wanted to ruin, to destroy everything they had together and somehow, he

did.

Samuel Winchester, Deans kid brother, hated what he saw, his brother and his friend seemed like nothing more than the cockroaches, the vermin, that they used to murder and butcher together.

They were happy and he destroyed that, he tore their illusion away, ripping it from their very cores.

Armed with salt, Samuel Colts gun and Ruby's knife. There was no remorse in his eyes as he murdered his brother, he watched, nearly smiling as he watched the warm blood pour down his brothers shirt. As for Castiel, the one of fallen grace. Samuel circled him in holy fire, keeping him trapped until his vessel burst into flames.

No more were they yin and yang.

No more were they God and demon.

No more were they wrong and wronger.

No more were they a match between worlds.

No more were they a match made in heaven.