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winchester, sam. (ex_demonbloo908) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-07-23 22:47:00

Entry tags:

dean winchester, lilith (npc), ruby, sam winchester

WHO: Sam Winchester, Lilith, Meg!Ruby, and Dean Winchester (later).
WHAT: Not knowing the consequences, Sam uses his demonic powers to kill Lilith and breaks the final seal.
WHEN: Evening.
WHERE: St. Mary's Convent; Illchester, Maryland.
RATING: High.

The convent was dark, quiet, and littered with bodies. If Ruby had not been entirely sure that Lilith was going to be here before, the sight of all the dead strewn about the building would have made Sam confident that she very much was. It looked like the white eyed demon had played out her final hurrah with the corpses strewn about. Unknowingly, of course, but it was going to be her final party if Sam had anything to say about it. Fortunately? He did. There was a dull pounding in the back of his head as Sam quietly moved through the corridors - it was the demon blood, pumping through him, more strong and prominent than ever before. That was because Sam had drained that demon dry. He had not spared a drop and, in doing so, Sam Winchester had murdered an innocent woman. The guilt that he had suffered from doing so had been pushed to the back of his mind for the time being though. There was nothing more important to him right now than making sure that Lilith died tonight. All of the consequences, everything that came after this - dealing with Dean, dealing with his addiction to the demon blood, dealing with the fact that he had killed - it would all come later. Tonight it was Sam and Lilith; the night where Sam finally got the revenge he had obsessed over for so very long.

There was a room ahead. Two large, wooden doors were cracked open, allowing just a bit of light to flow in through the tiny gap in the door. Sam placed a hand to his mouth and nodded ahead, indicating that they ought to give that room a try before moving on. Sam stepped over a corpse and drew in a deep breath. This was it. He was finally there. All that hunting, all that searching, all of that frustration...Lilith was going to die tonight and Sam was going to be the one to make sure that she did.

"Stay behind me," Sam told Ruby, pausing just a few feet away from the door ahead. "I don't want her getting anywhere near you." He might have been able to take Lilith on now that he was his strongest, but Sam still didn't want to put Ruby at risk. Bringing her along with him was already risky enough as it were. Sam exchanged a long, hard look with Ruby before he advanced forward and moved ahead to kick the doors open.

It was time for Lilith to die.

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sonovabitch
2010-08-04 06:45 am UTC (link)

Dean was grateful to Cas for getting him out like he did. He had seen how difficult it was for the angel. Understood it a bit better now than he had before, after the two of them had spoken after Buffy had been taken back. It had been a thought in the back of his mind but it never fully hit Dean that the other angels weren't just douches that Cas had to work with, put up with. That they were the other being's family and Dean knew better than anyone how difficult it was to stray from a command given by someone you'd once believed to hold all the right cards. Dean knew what it was like to look the other way while your brother went around doing dumb shit because you wanted to convince yourself of ... a lot of things. Unlike for Cas; however, in Dean's case neither John nor Sam for all their emotional power over Dean could hurt him the way that he suspected that Zach could hurt Cas. The Winchester knew a bit about Zach's messed up ways of persuasion and lessons.

Dean was very grateful and one of the ways he hoped to show that was by not letting his own moronic brother bring about the end of the world. Making Cas' actions being something done in vain.

He, of course, wasn't surprised when the angels sent someone to stop them from reaching Sam; however, because his goal was Sam he didn't concentrate on that. His focus was on getting to his brother on time.

Dean was all kinds of grateful to Cas tonight. Traveling by Angel-Express had never been his favored way but he couldn't help but spare the tiniest moment of appreciate for it. Really. When this was all over he might even get all sentimental and by him a card. Take him to Hooters to celebrate. Because they had to. Dean refused to consider any other option, refused to give into the sense of failure already settling around the moment. The situation bleak. Because even if he did get to Sam on time. How would even begin to reason with his brother?

Dean had anger and fear and a million different forms of self-recriminations that twisted a sick not on his stomach; nevertheless, he refused to panic and his mind. His mind seemed to freeze onto the task. That is only until the scream seemed to resound through and out of the Convent.

"Sam!" He called out.

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