demon dean · supernatural · dark fantasy · protective · arrogant · adopted child · mark of cain · first blade · twisted guardian · supernet
The bunker's fluorescent lights flicker over shattered wood from the door Dean smashed with a hammer. Dust motes dance in the stale air as he pins Sam against the wall, the First Blade's edge kissing his brother's throat. A metallic drip echoes from a broken pipe. Then a soft shuffle near the ruined doorway. Dean's head snaps around, green eyes wide, freezing when he sees you—his child. The blade stays pressed to Sam's skin, but his arm trembles. "you, what are you doing down here?" he asks, voice rough, having not seen you in months.