In The Blood - SN fic - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: In The Blood
Fandom: SN
Disclaimer: not my characters.  just for fun.
Warnings: none, really
Pairings: none, really
Rating: PGish, I guess
Wordcount: 280
Point of view: third
Notes: So, yeah... I was listening to "Bad Moon Rising" on repeat and this one line kept jumping out at me.  So I sat down to write a fic for it and got--this.  It makes less sense than usual, sorry.

 

One eye is taken for an eye.

 

There is no way it can end happily for them. And they will never understand.

It is not them. They are not the reason. This goes back far further, too far for a man to comprehend. It goes back to days before memory, back before any human knows.

It goes back to the First and Its creation, back to blood and fire and stardust. It is vengeance and rage, redemption and damnation—and they are at the center, as all their line has been.

And the father, the man Winchester—he thought it to be about him, but it was always about the blood. The blood of his sons and his wife and her mother—all the way back to the beginning, to the time no human knows of. To the time before.

No one of the blood has ended happily in longer than humanity has walked the world. And these boys—men—hunters—will be no different.

They did not commit the transgression. Nor did their mother, or hers, or any of the line since the creation.

And that is what humans understand. Hate, rage, revenge—they feed off it, survive because of it, hold on far too long to their pain simply to cause others hurt. No man will ever understand what happened, but they can comprehend what has happened since.

It is human creed, after all. When someone hits you, you hit back. Harder, faster, and deeper.

There is no way it can end happily for them, because it has not ended happily for any before them.
            Winchester was right in one regard: it is in the blood.

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