Last Day On Earth |The Walking dead x Supernatural| 2 parts (finished)

Trapped

A/N:This chapter is going to be a little different then the others i put various events in one chapter so don't get confused, but it's for making this chapter short. Sorry 😅.

They drove a few hours, Dean looked at the magazine of his pistol. He had twelve bullets left. Dean put the magazine back in the pistol and he did it back into his holster. They passed by a few abandoned cars on the road. It was getting dark. Dean leaned with his head against the window.
"You tired?" Cole asked. Who sat behind the wheel.
"No."
"Hmm sure." Cole said.
Dean closed his eyes for a minute. But then Cole jumped on the brakes. BAF!! The car slipped and came to an halt . "What the hell." Cole said. The two cars behind him stopped too. "What happend?" Dean asked.
Cole didn't answer him he opened the door and he got out of the car. He put on his sunglasses.

Dean did the same. He saw Cole looking to a body, that laid on the ground next to the car.
"This guy came out of nowhere." Cole said.
"Fuck." The man said as he stood up.

He had a head wound. "You okay buddy?" Cole asked.
He nodded, "I'm fine." He said. Dean saw something shiny in his jacket. Dean took his gun out of his holster he pointed at him.
"What's that." Dean said.
The man showed him his hands and held them above his head.
"It's a detonator." The man said.
"For?"
The man opened his jacket. Dean saw a bomb vest. Dean froze.
"Now you feel the same as we do." The man said,
"We?" Dean asked.
The man laughed at them.
Heavily weaponed people came out of nowhere wint their guns raised. At them. The man with the bomb vest spread his arms.
"It's time for Revenge Cole." The man said.
"Kill them all except these two."
The man said. Shot's were fired "come on dude." Cole said.
"How many of your people have i killed."
The man looked at him. "54."
"That was my twin brother man." He said.
Dean could see the sweat dripping of Cole's head.
"You can't do anything to us. You'll make mama angry my friend." Cole added.
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Few moments later...

"Oh fuck." Cole said hanging upside down with Dean.
Dean saw the dead walking beneath them. They looked all pretty hungry.
The man entered the building they hung in.
Dean saw that his feet were tied against each other, Dean couldn't get to his feet. "You two hanging nicely?" The man asked.
"I already told you that my twin brother killed your people it wasn't me." He said. Dean and Cole just hung there like fish. Dean felt stupid.
"He had a scar and a blind eye." The man said.
"Wasn't me man." He said.

The man walked towards a lever, he held his hand on it. "Don't you fucking dare." Cole yelled.
"Tell me why you'd killed them."
He kept silent, "tell him what he wants to now man." Dean said.
"I don't like the way my blood is streaming to my head." Dean added.
"Orders. Okay?" Cole said.
"It wasn't personal man." Cole added.
"It wasn't personal? You killed my wife, my son and my daughter."
Cole smiled, his hair hung in his face, "I can't remember that I did that." He said.
"You fucking smiled when you put a bullet in their heads." The man snapped.
Dean saw that Cole held a knife under his arm.
Would he survive the fall? "I always smile." Cole said.
Cole brought the knife to his other.
"You are fucking sick man."
"I know." Cole said.
The man pulled the handle and they sank down. The dead looked up to their tasty treats coming down.
They raised their arms trying to grab them. Cole cut the rope and he fell above a dead girl. He stuck the knife into the girl's skull. The dead came towards him. He gave the knife to Dean. Dean freed himself. And he fell on the ground. The man tried to shoot them. But Cole grabbed a biter and he threw it in front of him. He used him as his shied. The biter tried to bite Cole in his hand but Cole broke the biter's jaw by  sticking his hands in to his mouth. And with his other hand on his lower jaw. He wore hand gloves with plastic on his knuckles. Protecting him against the biting. "Hurry grandma." Cole said irritated. They hid behind the biter. The biter let them to the underground parking lot. There were more biters but they didn't saw them or smell them. "How do we open the gate?" Dean asked him.

Cole shrugged. Dean heard the moans and growls of the dead getting louder. "Hey man we need to get out of here and fast."
Cole turned his head towards the dead, "yea you're right." He said.
Cole tried to lift the gate. "Help me grandma!" He snarled.
Dean helped him lifting the gate. It went up and they could get down. Dean lowered it when the dead came close.
They saw three armored cars driving towards them. They stopped in front of them. The doors opened and a few soldiers came out of the cars.

"That's a surprise." A man said. Dean saw Cole looking surprised.
"Janson I didn't know you were doing garbage duties." Cole said.
The man called Janson smiled, "I needed to take care of a few things. Also I have good news for you my friend." Janson said.
"And what might that be?" Cole asked.
Janson took a picture out of his pocket and showed him a picture of a man. "I want you to kill him. It an easy task." Janson said. Cole took the picture out off his hand. "Sam Winchester huh? I thought we wanted him as a friend." Cole said, Janson smiled, "like you said I'm on a garbage duty, so it's time to take the trash to the waste plant." Janson said.
"Where is Winchester." He asked.
"I know where he is." Janson said.

Dean heard gun shots, "shit." Dean said. They ran towards the armored car. Janson gave Dean a gun. Cole took a sniper rifle he looked through the scope and he laid the rifle on the hood of the car. He aimed at a window of the building. He pulled the trigger, he saw body falling down.
"Got him."
"I'll enter the building." Dean said, "you guys cover me."
They nodded, and they peeled over the car and started shooting at the armed people. Dean crossed the street he shot a woman, and a man who stood by a wall. He entered the building. He walked through the hallway, he found some people hiding behind desks. They were not armed, they were scared. Dean sighed and he walked further.

Dean went upstairs when he got there someone attacked him with a knife. Dean dodged his first strike. By leaning back, at the same time Dean kicked him against his chest. The man stepped back. It's the same guy who trapped them, and hung them like little fish above the dead.
The man stroke again this time he hit Dean in his shoulder, "arghh!!" Dean knocked the knife out of his hands. The man pushed him against the railing made of glass. Dean pushed him away from him. He punched him with his left against his jaw. The man backed away. But he wasn't done attacking Dean he grabbed Dean by his collar and he threw him against the glass railing. It started to break and Dean fell one story down on a desk. Dean laid on his back, he looked at the man who threw him of the first floor. He rolled over to his belly and he stood up. He saw pieces of glass laying on the floor and on the desk. There was a piece in his hand. He pulled it out and he grabbed his gun. Without hesitation he pulled the trigger, he hit the man through his head.

His body fell on the floor. Dean was breathless.
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