the silence of the dead - SN fic - R
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tigriswolfTitle: the silence of the dead
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not my characters, them sick Benders or the lovely Winchesters or poor Jenkins or Kathleen. Title from “Still in Saigon” by The Charlie Daniels Band
Warnings: spoilers for “The Benders”; mentions of incest
Pairings: none
Rating: R
Wordcount: 500
Point of view: third
He dies quietly, with no fuss, not much of a fighter at all. Abraham is disappointed. His boys let him down, pickin’ this weak animal.
He’ll just have to teach them better.
They take twins one night, a bitch and a boy, scrappy fighters that snap Jarrod’s left knee and claw Lee’s right cheek. Abraham smiles, watchin’ his sons shove them into separate cages, the girl hissin’ and the guy cursin’ a storm.
“Hunt the bitch first,” he tells Lee. “Make sure the brother hears her scream.”
Lee’s smile is vicious, just like Annabelle’s used to be. Lord, does Abraham miss his bride.
Only one or two animals a year, never enough to really be missed. Daddy’s daddy started it, and Abraham knows Lee’ll continue it, Jarrod followin’ his brother like he always has. And Missy, his lil’darlin’—she’ll be for Lee what Annabelle was for him—mate and best friend.
His lil’darlin’ reminds him more of Annabelle every day.
The first animal Abraham ever let Jarrod pick was that man in the parking lot with the trash—somethin’ or other Jenkins.
There’s always been somethin’ off with Jarrod; Abraham’s second son isn’t quite right in the head. Jenkins is weak, so very weak. Not even worth a hunt, so Abraham leaves him to the boys.
The pretty cop’ll be fun; it’s been a long time since Abraham’s known a woman’s flesh, not since Annabelle. Maybe he’ll even take her in front of that boy Lee chose—seems like the kind of man who’d hate that sort of thing.
Hmm… Lee’s been a good boy lately. Maybe Abraham should give the boy to his son.
Abraham’s cuttin’ up meat in the kitchen when he hears his lil’darlin’ shriek, “Daddy!”
Then the sound of fightin’—he recognizes Lee and Jarrod, but there’s someone new.
There’s someone in his house, threatenin’ his family.
Abraham hasn’t felt this angry since Annabelle died.
The man—and Abraham would love to sink into the stranger’s flesh, to make him twist and beg and scream—is cocky and arrogant and angry and panicked, and Abraham wants him like he hasn’t wanted a body since Annabelle.
Abraham tells him to pick which one they’ll hunt and the man’s eyes darken, but he picks the boy.
After the cop and the boy are dealt with, Abraham decides, he’ll have fun with this cocky pup.
And he promises, in a tone that forces Abraham to believe, “If you hurt my brother, I’ll kill you, I swear. I will kill you all!”
But Abraham is not frightened; they are on his land, his daddy’s land, and nothin’ can hurt them here.
There is a gunshot. Abraham calls for Lee and Lee doesn’t answer.
The stranger’s eyes gleam. Abraham tells Jarrod to follow him, leavin’ his lil’darlin’ to watch the stranger, and swears that after the cop and boy are dealt with he’ll break the arrogant pup. Then he’ll let his boys have a turn, and give those eyes to Missy.
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Date: 2007-06-24 05:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-06-24 06:38 pm (UTC)My favorite line
Date: 2007-06-24 08:37 pm (UTC)nice way of getting inside his head - it isn't a person or a someone...just a body.
Re: My favorite line
Date: 2007-06-24 09:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-06-25 03:19 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-06-27 01:53 pm (UTC)Is it wrong I want to write one where Abraham 'deals' with Dean...and Sam (to the rescue!) walks in and there's lots of angsting and okay I'll shut up now *headdesk*
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Date: 2007-06-27 03:41 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-06-27 08:55 pm (UTC)Because you do.
But don't worry, we just love you more for that!
The Benders... Not comfortable with them, no sir, not at all. They were a creepy lot and fics like this one? Make me only too happy about the fact that karma came and bitch-slapped all of 'em silly.
This is so very dark, yet fitting.
I honestly don't know whether to love this or feel queasy.
But hugs are still in order! :)
*hugs*
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Date: 2007-06-27 11:26 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2007-06-27 11:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-06-30 07:56 pm (UTC)Also? It's rather tame so far, despite that list. There'll be references to all that stuff, but, y'know...don't expect a splatter movie. Assuming, of course, that I'll get the guts to ever post it...;)
And, yes, I've long lamented just how frightening and disturbing my mind is... it always makes for interesting dreams...
As long as they're dreams, you've got nothing to worry about. Please ignore what dear Mr Gaiman would tell you via his lovely Morpheus...:)
And I hope you're not dreaming about attending your brother-in-law's wedding in a flooded London with the World War 3 blaring in the background...That, I'll tell you, was a curious trip.
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Date: 2007-07-05 04:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-07-05 04:58 pm (UTC)