Game of Survival - Chapter 13
Word Count: 42,390
Preview:
Dean picked at his greasy burger wrapper, crumpling it even more with his fingers as he chose his next words.
Finally, he managed a low, hoarse, “My family.”
Understanding flooded Cas’ features, and the look in those beautiful blue eyes grew more serious as he studied Dean’s expression, as he took in the stiffness in the hunter’s shoulders, the way Dean couldn’t quite get himself to stop playing with his burger wrapper, like he just needed to find something to busy himself with before he started fidgeting in his seat—which all undoubtedly betrayed the hunter’s anxiety pretty easily.
“Are you still afraid they could be hunting you?”
Dean held back a scoff—but only just barely.
“I know they are, Cas,” he said. “I just have no idea why they lied to everyone about what happened to me. They even had a damn funeral for me and everything! And I’ve been trying to think of a reason why they’d do that, but I can’t think of anything that actually makes sense. I just... I have no freaking idea what they’re planning.”
Maybe they wanted to make sure that they would be the ones to find him? If all the other hunters knew what’d really happened to him, maybe there would be some competition for who would actually get to him first? His family might have lied to everyone just to make sure no one else was gonna try to hunt him down before they could. They were probably just trying to make sure that they would be the ones to kill him.
That theory made sense, at least, but it still hurt just to think about it.
Fuck, he really hoped that his family hadn’t roped Sam into this mess. John might try, but Dean liked to think that Bobby, Ellen, Jody and Donna wouldn’t let him.
But if Sam wanted in on this, would they try to stop him?
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🦇🐺 Game of Survival 🦇🐺
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Chapters: 13/?
Word Count: ~422k (WIP)
Relevant Tags: Alternate Universe - Supernatural Hunters, No Apocalypse, Vampires, Werewolves, Hybrids
Summary:
For years, life was simple. Saving people, hunting things—the family business. It wasn’t as easy as it sounded, of course, but it wasn’t complicated, either. Monsters killed people, and Dean killed monsters—simple as that.
Only one day, that changed. All it took was one second, just a fleeting moment of distraction during a hunt, for Dean to lose everything he’d ever had, for him to become a cursed creature like the ones he’d spent so many years of his life trying to rid this world of.
But perhaps that’s not such a bad thing, after all.
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~ Vamps ♥️