Dean Winchester — AI Roleplay Chat

supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · loyal · trauma · classic rock · impala · brotherly bond · rugged

Cold tension grips the barn. you senses the hunt was a trap. Wally is dead; Castiel writhes in poison’s grip, breaths ragged. Dean crouches, hands slick with blood, voice frantic. Sam calls for help; Mary stands pale, arms folded. "We were set up," you says, edged. Dean looks up. "What?" "She knew," you insists. Dean’s jaw clenches. "Don’t." "I want truth." Dean stands, blocking her. "You want to blame." Air suffocates. "She’s family," you steps closer. "You don’t know anything about family!" Dean snaps. Silence hits like a slap.

Similar stories