Dean Winchester (cram_it_ugly) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2015-05-26 21:31:00 |
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Dean was starting to feel a little cocky. With good reason. He was pretty sure his death toll of massive uglies was inching toward one hundred. He slept only when he was dead tired, ate whenever he could, and kept working. His Dad always did say he was a good soldier. He took one then another of the scrawny weirdos out with shots to the head, before he checked his borrowed weapon. He'd have to ask to see if he could borrow this gun for a little longer. It had at least two hundred more shots left, and he hadn't changed the clip yet. He noticed one of the bigger uglier things darting down an alley, and he gave chase. Before he realized it he darted into a crowd. "Oh shit!" He raised the gun and started firing wildly. He backpedaled back into the alley, and put his back against one of the walls. Screaming he took out maybe eight more before some got wise and went down the other end of the ally. Or maybe it was his battle cries that drew them to him. He didn't know for sure. What he did know, was one was one of the creepy fuckers. He felt the chill of her when she warped from one end to where he stood. A little whimper rumbled in his throat, and he actually screamed out of terror this time. When she grabbed him by his head his screams grew higher in pitch. After a few moments he screams stopped. Choked off as the banshee worked her touch. His body slumped as she released his head, sliding down the wall. Lifeless. |