What's Dead - SN fic - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: What’s Dead
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: assuming Dean doesn’t get out of the deal, in the future.
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 300
Point of view: first

You did your best, Dean… and that’s all anyone can ask.  

No, son, don’t be like that—I’m your friend, the only one you got down here. Lots of folks hate you, you know. Want your blood, your tears… want to break you into thousands of pretty, shiny pieces. I’m the only thing holdin’ you together, m’boy. 

Think about that, Dean. Your whole life, you’ve wanted me dead. You’ve hunted me and mine, killed my children. Well, you finally got it—I’m dead, Dean. And now, here you are. With me. 

Irony’s a bitch, huh? 

Dean, you did everything you could. Doesn’t knowing that make you feel better? But, Sammy, well… he’s always been mine. Ever since sweet little Mary conceived him, Dean. So, you never had a chance. Not a one. 

Don’t use that language on me, son. I’m not a liar. Ask anyone. 

You sold your soul to save your brother, but he was in Heaven, Dean. He hadn’t killed a human, yet. Or rather, one he felt no guilt for. That’s the determining factor, m’boy. Whether you kill someone or not, it doesn’t matter. You have to regret it—that lets you through them nice, pearly gates. 

Madison got him in the gates. Sweet girl. 

Jake, though… he’s the one that damned your baby brother’s soul. Sammy killed him, and Sammy feels no guilt. At all. 

You should have let him stay dead. But, then, you’ve always put family before anyone. 

I’ll let you out, after. That’ll make you feel better, right? I’ll give you back to Sammy. Let you be his toy in the new world. And a world it’ll be… nice and toasty. Pretty flames, billowing up to the sky, smoke blocking out the sun… paradise. 

He was in Heaven, Dean. Ah… what’s dead, son. 

continued in "flesh and bones were meant to rot"

Comments

[jaded-jamie.livejournal.com]

This is just great.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!

[sarlev-vanisa.livejournal.com]

At first I thought it was John but then I realized it was the demon, LOL. Made a lot more sense and the lines read different. LOL, I noticed right away so its not like I got to the end and realized.

Whoa. This is....creepy. I can't think of another word. So when Sam died he got into heaven, but then when he came back and killed Jake he's going to hell. I like that. Its sad and it makes sense.

[sadelyrate.livejournal.com]

*glee*

Have I told you lately that I sort of love you? A lot?

Guilt and regret and being played and...oh, yes.
Dean, you adorably beautiful, broken boy! Tigris has nailed you again!
And You have a perfect YED voice. I keep imagining 'him' doing all these gestures and expressions...

...and is it just me or is this a sort of a prequel to the story about Sam painting?

*glee*

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!

You're right. It could be a prequel... hmm.

*glee, too*

[smilla02.livejournal.com]

Ouch! Yes, Sam was in Heaven.
Oh Dean! This theme doesn't get explored a lot. I like this take on it. Awesome writing as usual.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you!

[ellipsisblack.livejournal.com]

This is just a quick not to say you were recced on crack_impala, here (http://community.livejournal.com/crack_impala/43189.html). :D Thanks for such an awesome fic.

[lark_ascends]

That is incredibly creepy.

[adibiase.livejournal.com]

CHILLING. oh man, you. very nice!

[dreamlittleyo.livejournal.com]

God DAMN. *whimpers* How can it be so short and still make me all twitchy and sad inside? Beautifully done. Just beautiful. I think I'm going to go find me some shmoop now.

[superbadgirl]

Oh. Oh, dear.

*wibbles*

[iamstealthyone.livejournal.com]

I really like this! Great POV, creepy and snarky as I’d expect from the YED.

Favorite lines:

Think about that, Dean. Your whole life, you’ve wanted me dead. You’ve hunted me and mine, killed my children. Well, you finally got it—I’m dead, Dean. And now, here you are. With me.

You know, I hadn’t thought of that before, but that really would suck for Dean, to be stuck with the YED down in hell.

I’ll give you back to Sammy. Let you be his toy in the new world.

Ooh, chilling!

He was in Heaven, Dean. Ah… what’s dead, son.

Awesome ending lines.

[layne67.livejournal.com]

That is so sad! Poor, poor Dean.

At first I thought that was John talking. But yeah, the YED.

My poor, poor Dean.

[tigriswolf]

Thank _you_ for reading!

[tigriswolf]

*glee*

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[tigriswolf]

Aww, there there. *pets you*

[tigriswolf]

Thank you for reading!

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!

[tigriswolf]

He's such a dear, isn't he? Thank you for reading!

[bowtrunckle.livejournal.com]

Very nice. I love the YED's voice and how Dean's comments were excluded so they wouldn't interrupt the monologue, but it was clear what Dean said ("Don’t use that language on me, son").

But what really made me sit up and pay attention was "I’ll give you back to Sammy. Let you be his toy in the new world." Hmm, I'm curious about the ultimate plan that seems to be brewing ... could it involve *gasp* demons taking over the world? ;) Evil!Sam makes me all kinds of happy (I know, sometimes I wonder about my own sanity).

Thanks for writing.

[erinrua.livejournal.com]

Holy crap. This is perhaps the freakiest, creepiest, most spot-on YED voice I've ever seen. Heard. Whatever. Chilling and awful and awesome.

~ Erin

[tigriswolf]

Thanks for reading!