|ENG|The world changed, people starting to change. The world gone mad. The worst out there in the mad world are people. Bad people, ones who want to take everything from him. The dead walking around is just something that make living and surviving h...
Second part coming, so remember this is a fan fiction so everything can be changed from former series. So yea. Well bc I'm bored and just lost my dog. Who had gotten sick really bad. So we had to put him down. To take away his pain. And I'm still sad. So new chapters will take a while. Thank you for your understanding 💕
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RIP Brutus💕🥺💕
——— He sat down on the coach looking at a painting. They're different colours in the painting. Every colour has it's meaning. Blue for tears, red for blood ,grey for murder and black for the death. He used to be a painter but now. He leads his own army. His army wears grey and black. Both matched with were they stand for. They're killers. He grinned as he took a sip off his whiskey. He looked at the glass. He spinner it around a little. Someone entered the room. 'Father.' He looked over shoulder and stood up. 'Urghhhh...' 'What do you want?' He asked. He walked over to him. 'How long do we need to sit here? Huh? There're a lot of people out there, we can turn them.' He said. 'So long The Winchesters lives we sit here. Stuck.' He said. 'Then we kill them and we take their blood.' 'Patience my son.' He said.
