Tuesday - On The Road

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Hey everyone! I'm be_themoon , guest-hosting this week. Firstly, thanks to monica_catch22 for stepping in for me yesterday. Secondly! Today's theme is On The Road - road trips, commuting to work, driving home for the holidays, going across country for a job - any way you want to spin it!

You guys know the rules: No more than 5 prompts, and only 3 prompts per fandom unless someone answers one of your prompts.

No spoilers in your prompt until a week after air-date - if there are spoilers in your story, you need to warn and leave three spaces.

And of course, remember the format! Fandom, Character/Character, prompt.

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, three hundred miles to the next job
Chronicles of Narnia, Susan, she doesn't take the train anymore
Merlin, author's choice, road trip AU

If none of the prompts catch your interest, take a gander at the Lonely Prompts Listing on delicious and adopt a few!

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future lore - spoilers for 5.6, gennish, PGish

[tigriswolf]

(Um. This toys with a pet theory of mine. It may not at all be what you wanted or expected. *crosses fingers*)

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Those who survive... cope. All they can do is endure.

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The end begins on a beautiful day (in some places) when a nice enough boy is stabbed in the back by someone he spared.

That boy is never so nice again.

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Winchesters are made to survive. They're like cockroaches that way. So even though the world ends, hellfire raining from the sky while the angels flee like scared bunnies to a far corner of the cosmos(or maybe another nice enough boy said angels aren't real and they weren't anymore), even though Creation cries for its Maker, unheard and unanswered, there are still Winchesters.

Two of them, in fact. And probably not the two you expect.

(Just tell the story, you say? But I am.)

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The beginning ends when a pretty little blonde (she’s good with a gun and better with a knife, so you better watch out and you better think twice) catches a demon’s fancy.

You see, for those in the know, the entire tapestry got rewoven that day. The Campbell family should have been a blip on the radar, a little clan of hunters who’d die a hundred years later in the demon wars.

There were no vessels then. Those came later, when that spitfire Mary made a deal.

(Hush. You wanted the truth, didn’t you? I can’t help that you don’t like it.)

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So, the mother of two vessels (though, of course, that wasn’t true yet) marries a soldier. She’s a hunter; he’s a warrior. Match made in Heaven, or Hell, if you want to get technical. They’re both trying to escape their pasts, though—doesn’t it always?—the past comes calling with fire and blood.

(Fine, fine, I’ll skip ahead a bit. Sheesh, you’re impatient.)

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So, there's this nice enough boy and his overprotective big brother. The boy gets stabbed in the back and dies in his brother's arms.

(Oh, you know that part? Hmm. I guess I'll skip ahead some more.)

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In Hell, that overprotective big brother becomes the Tormentor's favorite pupil, with potential to spare. He takes to torturing like blood to a knife, like he'd been made, bred, and born for it. Never has Alistair had such a student, not in all the eons since Sammael became Lucifer. (And yes, that's important. Remember that.)

Anyway, though he doesn't know it, when he takes the razor from Alistair's bloodstained fingers and slices a poor soul from neck to navel, he shatters the first lock on the door of Lucifer's cage.

But that's not the point. Dean Winchester broke the first lock, yes, and his sweet little brother—no longer quite so sweet, and actually taller and broader, if you want to get technical(isn’t that the way with little brothers?)—broke the last.

So, yeah. That's what happened.

(Huh? What comes after? Well...)

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Those who survive... cope. All they can do is endure. We're survivors, sweetheart. We're like cockroaches, us Winchesters. Dean and Sam didn't make it—that final battle, when Lucifer and Michael fought for the first time since the War in Heaven burned them both up in incandescent light, brighter than the sun, and far hotter. They were scorched to nothingness.

I wouldn't have believed it myself, but my brother told me so.

Yeah, I know... he could bring them back, maybe. And the angels, too. Except he doesn't do that anymore. He refuses, or maybe he can’t. Because like he wished away the angels, he also removed the power, see. He's just a normal anymore. Like me.

Well, as much as we can be, us Winchester boys.

(Hey, you wanted the truth. Dean and Sam are dead, but they died together. Jesse swore, that one time I asked, that they knew, that they held each other in those final moments, soul to soul as they left existence.

Jesse swore. And he doesn't lie to me.)

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Hey, look, sorry. I gotta go. My brother's calling. Maybe next time you'll request an easier story, yeah?

Oh, don't worry. It's no secret. I just... sometimes, it's hard to talk about, you know?

Anyway. We'll endure. Nothing else to do, and we're Winchesters, me and Jesse.

We'll survive, 'cause it's what we do.

Re: future lore - spoilers for 5.6, gennish, PGish

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Nothing like I had in mind, but I'm glad because this was way better!

But..but Dean San died? :(

Re: future lore - spoilers for 5.6, gennish, PGish

[tigriswolf]

I'm glad you you like it!

Yup, Dean and Sam died. I don't know how clear it is, but Ben Braedon's the narrator.