tigriswolf | drabbles: SN, Zoom, Chasing Ghosts (Reply)

Title: Sacrifice
Fandom: "Supernatural"
Disclaimer: not my characters. just for fun.
Warnings: AU before pilot
Pairings: John/Mary
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 260
Point of view: third

They say sacrifice isn't easy. But for Dean, it's always been.

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A pint of blood here, an hour there, a few more missing pieces of a long-shattered soul--not hard, never hard, because he's never known anything different.

Four years doesn’t really count when it’s barely remembered and forgetting’s easy when you never had a home.

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Dean’s bled, cried, and died. Dean’s hunted, tortured, and killed.

In another world, Dean could have been a psychopath. In another world, Dean could have been a hero.

In another world, Dean might have had a chance.

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In another world, Mary didn’t die. Dean did. And normality swallowed the Winchester’s whole.

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Tell me, the moon whispers to what Dean’s become, tell me you don’t regret.

You have to have a soul to regret, he whispers back, and mine vanished long ago.

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Days pass and turn to months and then years. The world moves on, not knowing its’ closer to damnation because he’s gone and died.

And in Stanford, away from the hunt and pain and blood, Sam keeps on walking.

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They say sacrifice isn’t easy. Dean says different.

Dying had never been easier, and the thing wearing his face just keeps on laughing.

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The sun rises, as always, and John doesn’t know. Can’t know. Dean’s gone home to Mary and Sam’s graduating college, and Dean’s body is still walking and talking.

The sun rises and the sky turns crimson red.

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In another world, Dean might have had a chance.

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After all, sacrifice doesn’t count when you do it for selfish reasons.

Title: All That Remains
Fandom: Zoom
Disclaimer: not my characters. just for fun.
Warnings: AU and spoilers for movie
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 175
Point of view: second

Jack never was the brains of the team. The heart, perhaps, but not the brains.

He’s gotten old, weak. Bitter and weary. You’re as strong as you’ve ever been and you’ve had thirty years to think about what you’d do when you met him again.

It swirls in you, the power. Jack tries to reach his brother, but that boy died long ago. The power sings in you and your mouth tastes metallic, and Jack keeps talking to Connor.

You smirk with Connor’s lips and speak back.

You long to tell him there is no Connor, that you are all that is left. But Jack wouldn’t believe you. He was never smart enough to recognize the truth. He will fight for a man that no longer lives until he himself is burned out.

Jack was never the brains of the team, and he still isn’t. You unleash Connor’s power with a smile; Jack and the children and the woman he brought with him will all die, now.

And you will be all that is left.

Title: Such A Fragile Thing
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not mine, those lovely, breakable boys.
Warnings: AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 100
Point of view: third

The sun sets and there isn’t a single hope left in the world.

Dean was too late. Too slow. Too weak. He wasn’t in time and that fucking yellow-eyed bastard succeeded.

Sam’s gone. No one home in his body except a demented soul without a single shred of Sammy left because Dean wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough.

The Demon won. Killed Mom, killed Jessica, killed Dad—killed Sam.

The sun sets and Dean’s alone and all the hope is dead or dying.

Sam’s out hunting. The hunters are fleeing or trying to fight.

And Dean watches the sun set.

Waiting.

Title: Roman Way
Fandom: Chasing Ghosts
Disclaimer: not my characters. just for fun.
Warnings: spoilers for movie; implied pedophilia
Pairings: implied Marcus Alfiri/his adopted son
Rating: R
Wordcount: 280
Point of view: third
Notes: So, there’s this guy, right? This actor-type guy who played the father of these other two guys in this TV show that kicks all kind of ass, “Supernatural.” You heard of it? Anyway, so—because I have this illness—I rented a movie this guy has been in, Chasing Ghosts. And then this screamed to be written, even though his character doesn’t appear in the story. Though, I have a STRONG desire to write a story with his character. And then a Devour/Chasing Ghosts crossover(honestly, Dean’s daddy and Jake’s momma in the same movie?). Did I mention I’m sick?
More notes: the title is an allusion to the belief of some that Brutus was Julius Caesar's son.
Notes cubed: Jacob means supplanter

He killed Papa and Mama and Jorge and Elena and Miguel, and even Elena’s puppy, Pinto. He killed everyone and nearly killed Daniel, too, but then Father stayed his hand and took Daniel as his own.

Father tried erasing memories of Papa and Mama and his big brothers and gentle Elena—but Daniel clung tightly to them, determined to avenge his family one day, no matter what.

Father renamed him Jacob and taught him how to rule. Had others teach him to fight and to shoot and other skills needed. But Daniel still looked out of Jacob’s eyes, planning his family’s justice.

Father took Daniel/Jacob into his bed and taught lessons there, too, and Daniel screamed for Mama while Jacob learned. Daniel howled for retribution and Jacob planned.

Daniel/Jacob was a myth among Father’s empire, except to the inner circle, and it was there that Daniel saw the first familiar face in nearly fifteen years: Jaime, Daniel whispered to Jacob. Papa’s baby brother.

Daniel/Jacob approached his uncle, learned that he, too, had a new name. and Daniel/Jacob learned, as well, that Tio Jaime had formulated his own vengeful ideas.

Daniel/Jacob did as Father instructed, acted the dutiful son, the beloved heir, melted into the shadows, and stood back to wait. Everything hinged on timing. And then Father killed that cop who got to close, released the other from his contract, and Daniel howled for justice while Jacob began taking it.

Father had formed him for this. Father fashioned him as an instrument—and if Father did not see this coming, well…

He killed Daniel’s family. He should have known better than to allow Daniel life.

Even if it was life as Jacob.