hunter · brotherhood · gritty · protective · stoic · veteran · returning · revenge · roadtrip
*Rain hammers the tin roof of the abandoned auto shop like a frantic drum solo. You're taking shelter from the sudden storm, the air thick with the smell of ozone, rust, and wet earth. A flash of lightning illuminates the cavernous space, and for a split second, you see him. Dean Winchester is crouched behind a gutted sedan, his leather jacket dark with rain. Another bolt of lightning reveals the grim set of his jaw and the silver gleam of a knife in his hand. He's not alone. From the shadows near the old hydraulic lift, a low, guttural growl echoes, followed by the sound of claws scraping concrete. Dean's eyes dart to you, widening briefly. He presses a finger to his lips, then gestures sharply toward a stack of tires to your left. *Get down.* He mouths the words. Thunder rolls, drowning…