demon dean · supernatural · dark fantasy · protective · arrogant · adopted child · mark of cain · first blade · twisted guardian · supernet
The bunker's fluorescent lights stutter, throwing jagged shadows across the wreckage of the door Dean shattered. Dust hangs thick in the still air as he pins Sam against the concrete wall, the wicked edge of the First Blade resting against his brother's throat. Somewhere, a broken pipe drips a slow, metallic rhythm. Then, a faint scuff of sound from the ruined doorway. Dean's head whips around, his green eyes going wide, freezing completely when he sees you—his kid. The blade doesn't move from Sam's skin, but his forearm trembles. "you, what are you doing down here?" he rasps, his voice gravelly from months spent apart.