Dean Winchester (dontouchmycar) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-02-05 15:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean winchester, jo harvelle |
Who: Dean Winchester and [Open] (Maybe Sam, Jo, or Jubilee can hop on it though)
When: Around 8 pm-ish
What: Not boding well for our hero
Where: Alley
Rating: PG-13
Status: Incomplete
Personally, the entire ‘blotting the sun’ out thing seemed way fucking weird to the eldest Winchester. He didn’t know what to make of it. But there was one thing he did know. Is that innocent people were going to get themselves hurt. Sure, he knew Jubilee would be whining about him going out by himself. But he couldn’t help it. And she couldn’t complain all that much. It was in his blood to protect people from things that go bump in the night. The only thing he’d ever be good at. What else was he supposed to do? Stay indoors. That was like asking him to give up his baby.
Dean was pretty sure it was a hell zone as he walked down the streets, armed and ready for anything that jumped out at him. The eldest son of John Winchester carrying a machete and looking pretty much like a force of nature himself before getting sideswiped by a vampire. The machete knocking out of his hands as he wrestled with the much larger vampire, head butting the son of a bitch enough to daze him and let his feet hit the ground before he went for his machete again. “Trying giving a guy a little warning next time.” He glared, furiously at the vampire before hacking at its neck. Not stopping until it…dusted?
“…What the hell?” He scratched the back of his head as he caught his breath before someone grabbed him by his shoulders, slamming him back against the wall; the air being knocked out of him as his head was pulled to the side, baring his neck to his attacker. Not good… It was probably the only thing he could manage to rationalize into thought before the vampire dug its fangs into his throat and Dean struggled in its grip. Well…fuck.