Post by DEAN WINCHESTER on Oct 8, 2011 17:11:45 GMT -8
[/font]``DEAN WINCHESTER~
[/center]yo, phips here.
i came here from not telling you stalkers
and i joined because well clearly i hate everything about the site. I mean, what, I was involved with the making here
i've circled the sun never. i rotate opposite of the sun times
about 7 million that aren't mine of them have been spent roleplaying
i have 4 other characters:
Sirius Black, the Ninth Doctor, Martin Riggs, Brandon Davis
rules? of course I've read the rules; here's proof: those glowy things you wrap around your head when you're drunk at new years parties
i came here from not telling you stalkers
and i joined because well clearly i hate everything about the site. I mean, what, I was involved with the making here
i've circled the sun never. i rotate opposite of the sun times
about 7 million that aren't mine of them have been spent roleplaying
i have 4 other characters:
Sirius Black, the Ninth Doctor, Martin Riggs, Brandon Davis
rules? of course I've read the rules; here's proof: those glowy things you wrap around your head when you're drunk at new years parties
birth name~ Dean Winchester
nicknames~ N/A
age && date of birth~ January 24, 1979
gender~ Male
species~ Human
sexuality~ There's a large number of girls that can answer that for you.
occupation~ Saving people. Hunting things.
face claim~ Jensen Ackles
fandom~ Supernatural
canon / original~ Canon
hair color~ Light brown
eye color~ Green
height~ 6'1
weight~ 175
distinctive features~ nah, not really
general appearance~
Dean's general appearance can honestly be summed up with two points. One; he's incredibly sexy. Two; he can kick your ass. Though it's no comparison to Sammy's Sasquatch status, Dean stands above average at 6'1 and is notably well muscled. Despite having his father's build, he takes after his mother with his light hair and green eyes. Those eyes are capable of shifting from a charming sort of cool to a threatening hunter's focus in the time it takes a the Impala to go from zero to sixty. Impressive? Yes.
Dean's style choice is relatively simple; your typical faded jeans, tee shirt, and worker's boots sort of guy. However, he's rarely seen not clad in his father's leather jacket, which --despite having taken a good deal of wear, tear, and blunt force over the years-- somehow managed to remain completely in tact. He's also never seen without the amulet that Sam gave him as a present when he was twelve. Less significantly would be his Special Ops watch and a silver ring. He and Sam have matching tattoos on their chests that ward of demonic possession. Dean also has a mark on his upper arm, made by Castiel when he was raised from Hell. Cas pulling him from the Pit cleaned his body of all its previous damage and scars, but he's done a good job earning himself some new ones since.
likes~
Dean's little brother. There's really not much to say on the matter... Or maybe the problem is that there's a whole lot to say. There's not really one of them without the other, not much Dean does that isn't in some way considering or influenced by Sam. Just keep reading and you'll see what I mean.
02. THE IMPALA~
The '67 beauty was passed down from John, but it turns out Dean persuaded his father into buying it when he was sent back in time. The car's been the only thing that hasn't really changed. Ever. It's been there since Dean was born, and it's still there-- he's kept it in identical condition. That said he's got a bit of an odd attachment to it. A trust he only portrays around Sam, if even that.
03. HUNTING~
It's the only thing he's ever known, and though sometimes he wishes thing's had been different, how the are now there's nothing he'd rather do with his life. He might not be the hero he saw in his father growing up but he does know that he's doing the right thing, he's saving people. And he wouldn't change that. Even with all the shit it brings.
04. BEFORE~
Yeah, it's a really general term with a lot of interpretations. Maybe, not that far before. Just far enough that he and Sam got along, they road-tripped around the country and fought some SSOB or other every week. Far enough there was no hell or angels or apocalypse. if Dean had to choose his favorite part of his life, for himself, it'd probably be sometime around then.
05. GIRLS/CARS/GUNS/MUSIC~
Everyone who's read a decent magazine knows why they're grouped together. Again, this ones not hugely complicated. Dean can enjoy some of the simpler pleasures in life. He can keep himself entertained fixing up a car or spending the night at a bar. Some of it is from being exposed by his dad at a young age, others is just personal preferance.[/ul]
dislikes~
This really should be completely self-explanatory, but assuming it isn't, Dean has no taste or compassion for the things hunts (...I told you you it'd make a lot of sense!). Angels, demons, ghosts, shape-shifters; Basically, they're your run off the mill killer types, vengeful with a tad bit of of mental unbalance, and then more often than not some form of other or immortality. Who would like them?
02. CHICK FLICK MOMENTS~
Definition: Every time Sam brings up feelings in the context of their job or does something otherwise exceptionally girly. They know each other well enough that some things don't need to be said.. ever... and therefor they shouldn't be. Realistically, Dean's not that big a jerk. It's just that having these conversations involves acknowledging things that he'd rather not --he doesn't have time to deal with his own emotional issues, let alone the fact that talking about them accomplishes nothing other than making him feel vulnerable-- and so he's capped his brother off at one sob night per year.
03. AIRPLANES~
Birds are meant to fly. Balloons are meant to fly. Angels- well that's their death with if they want to fly. Giant metal death traps filled with people, however, are NOT meant to get even a few feet off the ground. Planes crash. Dean's hatred and fear of planes is unshakable, and you shouldn't expect him to get aboard one under any circumstances (Unless, you know, Sam's going.)
04. FIRES~
Though useful for burning bones... and blowtorches are sort of cool, every decade or so it seems fate --if there is such a thing-- gives Dean a new reason to hate the fires that spring from nothing, or for better explanation, anything that he hasn't lit up himself. Between watching Mary and Jessica die, and spending forty years in the Pit, Dean wouldn't mind never being within ten feet of a burning room again. However, one shouldn't expect that.
05. THE APOCALYPSE~
You know; that giant war between Heaven and Hell that a bunch of deranged SSOBS expect him and Sam to kill each other in. For what? Either demonic ruined earth or an angelic paradise vacation house. Apparently the only thing these people can agree on is that the humans can go suck it. Well, being a human, Dean's not particularly cool with this plan. As far as he's concerned both Micheal and Lucifer can go screw themselves in hell.[/ul]
habits~
There's a perfectly good reason Dean has a line of people waiting to have his head. If there's anything the eldest Winchester is good at, it's knowing exactly what to say and do to get under someones skin. Whether it's mocking the SSOBs that are trying to torture him or playing pranks on his younger brother, Dean is well versed in the art of irritation; and he sure as hell enjoys it.
02. SHOOT FIRST, ASK QUESTIONS LATER~
As far as Dean is concerned, if you've caused enough damage to make it to a hunter's radar, then it doesn't matter what you're reasons were; you've done something wrong. When on the field, what looks like a threat gets taken like one. Research is fine and all, but it's not for Dean.
03. GETTING CAPTURED/NEARLY DYING~
Not exactly the best habit to have.. Well, we all know he does it intentionally.. uh, sometimes? Whether for the meritable reason of binging your enemies to you and not having to track them down or simply being outmatched, Dean's not unfamiliar with being kidnapped, arrested, nearly offered as a sacrifice, or otherwise incapacitated by people he's less than happy with. He's also more than accustomed to being at the end of some sort of attack he shouldn't survive from. Of course, when you nearly die on a weekly basis it hardly matters anymore.
04. TIME TRAVELING~
This one is proving to be one of the most annoying things in Dean's life. A certain teenage mutant ninja angel seems to think he'd learn something from figuring out where he came from in the past, or where his mistakes well take him in the future-- or how things could have been in a completely parallel dimension. Of course, 'learn something' translates to 'create the time loop that leads to the eventual destruction of your family'. When Dean wakes up anywhere other than a crappy motel in 2011 he knows it's gonna be a shitty day.
05. GETTING IN TROUBLE~
(Lets use understatements!) Being a Hunter typically involves some less than legal past times. Like petty theft (hot-wiring cars!), assault (murder!), and clearly, this has earned him a less than clean reputation with the local authorities (and Feds!). Dean even had his own marshal hunting him down. Of course... The man got exploded in a demonic explosion... Huh.[/ul]
strengths~
Dean was raised as a hunter since early childhood and to be frank about it-- he's good. He has extensive knowledge about the supernatural and how to deal with them, and basically all of it comes from his own experience. He's capable of tracking, identifying, and disposing of all kind of creatures, all while evading the cops and trying to explain to the locals that he's not crazy.
02. INSTINCTS~
In a sense, it's a part of the job. You do something so long, you get instincts. That's natural, effortless; Dean most certainly has the instincts of a Hunter. What he has that can't be said for everyone in his field is the ability to listen to those instincts without question. Trust his gut and take actions that to everyone else might appear completely unreasonable. Dean's instincts are usually pretty damn clever when it comes to on the spot attack plans, and they're just as apt when it comes to people that can't be trusted.
03. PROTECTIVENESS~
As a bad guy, the stupidest thing you could do to yourself is go after someone or something that Dean cares about. His protective instincts are his strongest motivation to keep going, and once he's deemed you worth protecting, you'd better bet he'll put up a good fight before letting anything happen to you. He doesn't always make the best decisions, but his intentions are always based around the people that he cares about most.
04. WEAPONRY~
Dean can handle himself with a number of versatile firearms, ranging from his sawed off shotgun to a sniper rifle. If you're susceptible to bullets and something Dean hunts, there's a slim chance you'll be winning any battles. But besides just guns, Dean is an apt knife fighter, and frankly someone that can pick up any blunt household object and put it to a good --lethal-- use.
05. SEXINESS~
Lets face it; the world is a highly superficial place where rugged good looks can do as much for you as a few hundred in cash. Being both attractive and charismatic, Dean is particularly good with getting people to agree with him or talk to him or other things necessary when you're trying to get the job done fast. And you know, he can get people in bed too. But that's another story.[/ul]
weaknesses~
Sammy is the exception to any common sense Dean might possess. If he had to choose between his brother and the entire world, he'd pick Sam in a heartbeat. He'd both kill for him and die for him. He has done both. Though they constantly bicker and fight and are destined to be each others end demise, Dean will do anything to do his only important job and ensure Sam's safety, and it's widely known and used against both of them all the time.
02. ABANDONMENT~
Every angel and demon that know at least a little about the Winchesters (aka, every angel and demon out there) have used the line on Dean at least once: "Everyone will leave you sooner or later." They say that when you hear something enough times, true or not, you start to believe it. But the fact of the matter is that this isn't a false statement. Dean's life has been surrounded by death, and even worse than that, priorities. While Dean has always put a hundred percent of himself into his family, Sam going off to collage and John going off for revenge left Dean with the truth that despite everything he did he wasn't enough and never could be. Dean will do a hell of a lot to avoid ending up alone. Typically, it happens anyway.
03. COPING~
Dean has an array of ways to deal with his problems that could rival the most gutter-minded eight-teen year old with a million dollars and the playboy mansion at his disposal. Most commonly this involves drinking himself into a stupor, having sex with random women, killing supernatural assholes (or just generally destroying things if those aren't around), and then covering this all up with a completely juvenile sense of humor that as far as he knows, Cas and Sam still buy into.
04. CLOSED-MINDEDNESS~
Dean's convictions --as far as things like right and wrong or weird and normal go-- are black, white, and not subject to change any time in the near future. When you have a job like he does, that's how it has to be. You can't question everything or you'll drive yourself crazy with 'what if's and 'is this right's. Dean's big on seeing is believing. He went years knowing about the existence of demons and hell but still refused to believe that there might be angels out there until one stuck it in his face. And even now he openly denies the presence of a god.
05. HUMAN~
While this probably doesn't sound like a major disadvantage may I ask you to glance over the Supernatural fandom, or maybe some of the other characters on the site? Dean is completely human, with no powers, any no magic weapons save the occasional usage of Ruby's demon killing knife. This means he's susceptible to things like.. dying. Actually, he's very susceptible to dying. (See death counter in history). He's also capable of getting hurt, sick, or harmed in other ways by the things he fights-- all of which are conveniently equipped with superhuman speed, strength, and other unnecessary annoyances.[/ul]
goals~ Preventing the world from turning into an angelic paradise or demonic hellhole. Actually, screw that. Just getting himself and Sam out of this mess.
secrets~ Sometimes wishing that he'd never pulled Sam back into hunting. Not believing that he and his brother can refuse Lucifer and Micheal forever. Actually being scared sometimes, about all of this. Being the one to break the first seal, and therefor the only one that can end the apocalypse. Remembering hell.
overall personality~
The problem with writing Dean's personality is that's he's almost chosen it for himself, capable after years of rapidly adapting to his current environment and situation. He can walk into a bar one night appearing completely approachable and get himself seven different girl's numbers with his charming smile, and the next night he can radiate intimidation and keep himself isolated without needing to say a word.As far as his social skills go, he'd make a brilliant actor. Irony has it that his social skills are so lacking he's capable of being anyone he needs to be on the spot, something that's more than useful in his line of work. However, he's gotten used to being that shady guy; tall, dark, handsome, and without a past or future.
He used to think that hunting made him heroic. that he was choosing to do good for the world. He didn't have to do it but he did. However, with the knowledge he possesses, and the knowledge that so many others lack it, Dean wouldn't be able to handle not doing everything he could. It's not a favor to the world, it's not a job. It's as much a natural instinct to him as getting out of bed and brushing your teeth.
After having the rely on himself so long, Dean isn't a trusting person, and he doesn't let himself be swayed by others opinions. Everything he knows he's learned from experience and there's no better teacher than that. He's got a low respect level for naivety. For anyone that thinks they know what they're talking about when all they've done is spend a few years in a classroom reading books.
Dean's biggest flaw is probably his dependency. Though he comes off independent and closed off the everyone around him, Dean hates being alone. His preferred companion is obviously his brother, but when Sam isn't there is when he's usually bouncing through relationships. His behavior when on hi own is more self destructive than the average hunt.
He's a very prideful person, and one with a lot of idealization for the people he likes. Frankly, he carries himself with a godlike ego, but the way he saunters with confidence about his looks and talents really isn't how he feels about himself, but Sam and John, and sometimes even Cas. He does think he's worth something, and he doesn't think that he deserves all the bad things that have happened to him, but he values others much more than himself and will sacrifice himself without a question for another life, especially his brothers.
As far as emotions go, Dean's the type of guy to crack a sardonic or crude joke right in the middle of a stressful situation. He's taken to annoying every angel he's had to deal with, modern media puns especially. He ignores his own problems because whether he cries about them or not they wont be going away any time soon. And even when he does get hurt or upset, he'd good at building up his resistance and bouncing back.
His resolve however, isn't stone. He can snap. he can make mistakes. In fact, he does it all the time. He tends to bury everything back until he finally does snap and isn't able to deal with it. Before he went to hell he acknowledged that he was a good person; after breaking down there he lost that notion. He's failed John, Sam, every person he didn't or hasn't saved. And starting the apocalypse was just another notch on the belt. That crumbled down some of his walls he hasn't gotten back up.
He's not comfortable reliving his past. He tends to avoid sleeping. He gets anxious when he lacks control over a situation... because despite the fact that every failure he has haunts them, he'd rather fail then be effected by someone else's failure. It goes against his belief in free will, which is one of his more idealistic qualities.
Contrary to popular belief though due to his laid back and juvenile attitude, Dean is very smart, with strong instincts and the ability to devise plans while remaining level headed in dangerous or otherwise odd situations. He's like a soldier with both skill and focus, and he's built up the experience that his tolerance for pain and otherwise tiring situations well surpassing the average commander and cheifs.
home town~ Lawrence, Kansas
current residence~ See, he doesn't really do those
parents~ John and Mary Winchester
siblings~ Sam Winchester
pets~ N/A
family~
history~
The first few years of Dean's life weren't particularly eventful. Of course, what else would you expect from a toddler? They're not often known for saving the world. The knowledge of the supernatural didn't exist for Dean yet; it was hidden lock and key in someone else's basement. If you put normal in it's broadest apple pie terms --two parents, a house, food on the table and a sports game every now and then-- Dean had it all. This would be the only time of his life that could be considered normal, and talked about today, but like anyone his memory that far back is limited to just certain people and feelings-- those things he won't be speaking allowed under any threat or bribe.
Dean was nearly four when his mother told him she was pregnant with a baby boy. Like any new older brother, Dean was apprehensive and curious about the squishy pink thing that cried at ungodly hours of the night. Where he differed from the typical young older sibling was the lack of jealously he had towards the newest member of their family. If anything, he was strangely fond of little Sam. He still remembers sneaking into the nursery at one point and having a conversation with him-- if you could call it that. Dean had done most of that talking, and gave pause only for Sam to coo and giggle at the most inopportune moments, a laughter that eventually spread to the older sibling as well and led them both to some kind of nonsense their parents walked in on. From day one he had been a little weirdo, but it was without question Dean loved the kid.
Now, wasn't that sweet? Yeah? Good. Because now Dean's four, Sammy's at his half birthday, and you're not going to see sweet again for a long time. Sam was a special kid, chosen by the Yellow Eyed Demon (Azazel) to be fed demon blood and raised as a leader of a demon army. When Mary ran into the room at her son's cries Azazel killed her and burned her body on the ceiling. This sight is what John Winchester walked in on, followed only a few moments after by Dean. Dean was handed his younger brother and told to run out of the house as it burned behind them. The family, the day after her funeral, drove out of the city, not to return until maybe twenty years later.
It hadn't taken much for Dean to learn the truth of John's newest obsession; that the "person" they were after, his mother's killer, wasn't a person at all. He was one of the darker things in the world, unnatural; something his father would hunt down and kill like a hero-- something that one day he would hunt down and kill. Dean was five the first time he held a gun, and six the first time John took him out to use it the right way. Though he'd only tried to shoot once before, but he bullseyed three out of three beer bottles. That was the sort of bonding he and John had, the things he strived to do because he'd learned that the sooner he learned them the sooner he could join his father on hunting trips.
There were times their father would be gone for weeks on end, leaving them with Jim or Bobby, or someone else that knew about the things John did. Sam was the only one in the dark at John's request. While Dean had initially protested keeping the secret from his little brother, John persuaded him with he notion that Sam would be both happier and safer this way. The frequented telling Dean to look after Sam even when they were with the older hunters. Dean from this point on took his brother's safety as his personal responsibility.
Though he did everything in his power to both follow his father's orders and somehow console Sam about their constant moves and life in motels, he was only a kid himself, still prone to mistakes. After spending days holed up indoors, John gone and Sam spending all his time locked in his room working on a school project, Dean had grown stir crazy and abandoned his post for an hour to play in the arcade outside. In his absence a Shtriga had gotten in and attacked Sam. Dean held it off until his father could return and properly dispose of it. Despite having been injured by the Shtriga worse than Sam, his father's comment that that could have been his brother's life hit him hard, and all protests he made that 'he'd never have let it happen' were less than half-hearted.
Sam was eight when Dean told him the secret. Three more years than he'd spent out of the loop, and it'd have gone on longer had Sam not figured it out for himself. John had left them in a motel on Christmas week and Sam had taken the occasion to play twenty-thousand uncomfortable questions, which Dean answered without missing a beat until Sam brought up their mother. He yelled at his younger sibling and stormed out of the room, but Sam persisted, showing him John's journal and demanding to know if monsters were real. Dean told him everything, and in turn received the present that Sam had made for John; the amulet he wears to this day.
Though Sam kept his promise to Dean in not telling John where he got the information, it was easy enough to know. The rift that was already evident between Sam and John only grew larger, the former demanding a life of normality and the later using the opportunity of knowledge to introduce Sam to the life of the Hunter. Despite Sam's unwillingness, it was quickly evident that he was apt in Hunting, even more so than Dean in some of the areas where knowledge and application was required. Dean, however, had taken to all sorts of weapon and fighting mastery. He proved at age 16 that he could shoot a monster through the heart with a home-made crossbow. Sam had waited in the car, time so pressed he and their father had hardly fought about it. John had burned the thing's body, and as their air filled up with smoke and that foul smell of death, that's when Dean really decided that he was different, so different from every other teenager out there- and he was perfectly okay with it.
While he was perfectly okay with it, perfectly having reasoned to himself that he was saving lives, defeating evil, protecting his family- his ability to function out in the world of the normal was dwindling. When he and Sam were forced to spend a week in a high school in Iowa, Dean put no effort into trying to act like someone who cared. He knew they'd be gone in a few days, so why do anything other than wait for it to end. He both threatened a bully that was targeting Sam and ruined a relationship with a girl simply because he was uncomfortable with the idea of meeting her parents. She was the first one to ever accuse him of using 'cool' as a cover, and he responded by declaring that he was a hero. Sam's clever way of dealing with the bully landed him instant popularity that made him want to stay; Dean on the other hand had done the opposite and wanted nothing more to leave.
It probably should have clicked then. That Sam belonged with people, with books, with- hell- society. Dean belonged with his father, hunting down the things that went bump in the night. When Sam told them he was going off to Stanford, Dean hadn't been surprised. He hadn't been angry either, the way their father had. Part of him was even happy for his younger brother. The dweeb was making something out of his life. He wasn't leaving the family, he was making things better, and then he'd come back. Well, no, but everyone can have their ideals. Maybe that'd have been true had John not nearly ran him out anyway. It was his fathers fault for yelling, but Sam's for leaving. And it was his for.. trying to appease them both, a feat he'd long since learned was impossible. All of them ended on bitter words, and then Sam just cut contact.
Dean had hardly hunted on his own before this point. He was capable, but hunting alone was like being a cop without your partner. It was more important for Hunters though, because nobody else knew where they were-- and no-one wants to die alone at the hands of something that shouldn't even exist. But with Sam gone and John not the most pleasant company, Dean began to ride solo more and more. On a hunting trip in Ohio he met Cassie Robinson, the first and only girl he'd ever seriously date. When he had to leave, he felt obligated to tell her what he was doing and why he was there in the first place-- the family secret. This was a mistake for more than one reason. But let's leave it at this; she decided that he was mental and dumped him.
Within the year John began to get leads all over the place for 'ol Yellow Eyes. John tracked his contacts, Dean dealt with the most civil hunts; werewolves in New York city and voodoo witches in New Orleans. The last conformation Dean got on his father's whereabouts he was somewhere in Jericho. But then things stopped. He gave it a week, and then began looking for the older hunter. Upon finding out that none of John's friends had heard from him, and there were no hunts in the area to track him by- he enlisted the help of someone he hadn't spoken to in about two years: Sam.
Knowing Sam wouldn't pick up his calls, Dean took a more direct approach to finding his brother-- sneaking onto the collage campus and into the room that Sam shared with his girlfriend Jessica, a pretty blond he may or may not have flirted with. Sam had agreed to come looking with him only for the weekend, but when he returned to find Jessica dying the same way their mother had, he threw himself back into the life with Dean, goal identical to that of their father- revenge on the Yellow Eyed Demon.
Following tips from their father's journal, the brothers first ended up in Lost Creek, Colorado, where they helped another pair of siblings track down their eldest brother, who'd been taking and held captive by a Wendigo (cannibalistic monster type creepo). While looking through the forest for it's hiding spot, Dean was taken along with one of the other siblings-- something that eventually helped Sam locate the mine it kept it's victims tied up in. After being freed, Dean offed the Wendigo with a flare gun. Everyone's favorite family outing.
After appeasing an angry lake spirit in Wisconsin (and making friends with a kid named Lucas) Dean received a call from a man that he and John had rescued once before, asking if they could look into a mysterious plane crash. They found out that the demon who'd caused it planed on taking out the seven survivors one by one, and the only way to prevent this was to follow the targets aboard a plane that had a hundred percent chance of crashing. Dean, with all good reason, bitched like a child about having to fly, and spent the better part of the flight humming Metallica and freaking out every time there was turbulence (and hell, when there wasn't any too). They managed to locate the demonic possessed passenger (which, of course, was the freakin' pilot!) and exorcise the bastard back to hell while the plane was dropping at... well, does it matter how fast? The plane was dropping.
So, do I really need to go on? Or are you getting the gist of a normal day for the Winchesters? Bloody Mary almost gorged their eyes out in Ohio; a shape-shifter framed them for murder in Missouri; they learned that the infamous Hook Man was a preacher who murdered prostitutes on the weekend. Oh! And we can't forget about the bugs, harassing an apple pie town-home complex that just happened to have been cursed by Native Americans. They spent a whole night fighting off giant, murderous insects but that didn't bother Dean half as much as the fact that the people there thought him and Sam were a couple.
And then, things just even even friggin weirder. Sam prompts them to head back to Lawrence when he has a nightmare about a family being attacked in their old home. His premonitions prove to be completely true, and both the family and the brothers are saved from the angry poltergeist (I should stop using the world angry now. If you're a supernatural SOB --SSOB, i like that-- there's a very very good chance you're angry) by the spirit of their mother.
Now, you should know all about vengeful spirits by now. So you should know, that when a lot of them are kept together for a long, long time-- things are gonna get ugly. Especially when they all happen to be criminally insane, experimented on rioters. But of course, none of them were the problem at all. Sam ended up possessed by the buildings Doctor, something about the affair giving him reason to try and kill Dean. This was solved rather simply; by burning the crazy doctor's corpse.
While sibling squabbles were never uncommon among these two, they hadn't really been important enough to mention until this point. After receiving another tip from their father, Sam decided that he didn't want to hunt, instead opting to find John and find Yellow Eyes and be done with it. They went their separate ways, Dean staying in Indiana and investigating a group of mysterious disappearances linked to a living scarecrow. After figuring out what he was up against, Dean called Sam, but Dean's intervention in the scarecrow's --which is actually a Vanir god-- plans made him target for it's next sacrifice. (Now, does anyone else notice that the possessions always seem to go for Sam and Dean is continually kidnapped? Just thought that was a bit odd). After not being killed tied up to an apple tree, Sam and Dean dispose of the alleged holy ground and move on their way.
New realization: Tasers suck! Well, actually, Dean thought they were pretty damn cool until he ended up killing a Rawhead with one and having the electric currents travel back through the water on the basement floor and give him a heart attack. He's given a few weeks to live, and though he completely accepts the idea of kicking the bucket, Sam goes looking for some way to heal him. He ends up finding a crack job faith healer who wasn't so crack job after all only because his wife was controlling a reaper. Dean was healed but at the cost of someone else's life -- which isn't a huge deal on the conscious or anything, nooo perfectly fine. (This is, by the way, where we begin the count of "Times Dean realistically should have died but doesn't". Here we go: 1).
The brothers soon come across a strange child --nothing new there, who's mother was killed in the same way as there's and he has telekinetic abilities. New friend? Well, maybe had he not committed three murders, locked Sam in a closet, and nearly killed Dean. Sam, who apparently now learned how to use his own telekinetic abilities, intervened, talked Max out of it, and.. the kid killed himself. Moving on!
Sam has his first experience being the captured on the job, and Dean, after getting caught impersonating law enforcement, sob stories a female deputy into not arresting him so he can save his brother. She gets captured. He gets captured. And then they all escape and live happily ever after. Right. You knew I was lying there.
There are some complications involving a daeva (well, multiple of them really) caused by a demon named Meg that Sam had a run in with during that earlier split up. It turns out she's been after John, and managed to use Sam and Dean to get the whole Winchester family together. For.. well not very long at all. John left again. (And do remember, the last thousand words of thing have been all about finding John. So.. this is a bit frustrating). The boys see him next when they learn about the Colt-- a gun that can kill anything, including Azazel.
Now that the have possession of the Colt, Meg stars making their lives hell. With Sam's premonitions and John's extensive research, they manage to finally find Azazel. In effort to summarize, I'll only tell you the key points from here on out. Meg captures John. The boys kill Meg and her host. Azazel possesses John and tortures Dean. John tells Sam to kill him. Sam wont. Azazel escapes.
On the trip to the hospital they're rammed by a demonically-possessed truck driver. All three are taken by emergency services to the hospital, where John and Sam are treated for minor injuries. Dean is comatose and dying. He has an out of body experience where he watches the world as a ghost and is approached by a Reaper that asks his for his soul. Dean is grudgingly leaving with her when he suddenly begins to come to again in his body. John had made a deal with Azazel to give up his life, soul, and the Colt for Dean. (Remember "Times Dean realistically should have died but doesn't"? Good, we're now at: 2)
They both refused to talk about their father's death. They followed messages on John's phone to the Roadhouse, where they met up with Hunters Ellen and Jo Harvell. After squabbling with a Hindu demon and resurfacing Sam's fear of clowns, Dean took out the lot of his frustration on the Impala, more or less destroying it. He alternates between taking every opportunity he can to snap at his younger brother and sincerely apologizing for the actions, meanwhile they hunt both vampires and zombies- the former in which Sam had been right in saying they should have left alone.
Sammy's psychicness led them to one Andy Gallagher; stoner, murder suspect, and a long lost twin. Oh yeah-- and he has mind control. But that's nothing special. His brother had been going around killing those that separating them, and those that pissed him off, and-- well he was really just a crazy little fucked. Of course, Dean would say that, being near the receiving end himself. Andy was forced to kill his brother in order to save them, earning the kid of load of respect in Dean's book, although it opened a whole slew of new mysteries about the 'special kids'.
Their hunting is cut short when Dean's track record with the cops bites them in the ass. Apparently it was perfectly fine that the shape-shifter killed for him back, well it might as well have been a world ago, but dying for him- no, that cops weren't gonna did that anymore. It's only like the Winchester's to find supernatural workings within the band of officers on their asses. After solving the mystery, detective Diana Ballard lets them out of custody so they can keep saving people. Smart, smart woman.
All kinda of lessons start popping up everywhere. Foreshadowing, all that lovely stuff. They learn about hell-hounds and crossroad demons, that there's a plague called Croatoan that Sam happens to be immune to, and Dean tells Sam their father's last order to him. They have another encounter with a shape-shifter, and meet and FBI agent that has been spending the last year trying to track Dean down (clearly, he sucks at his job). Dean happily escapes the Feds clutches by pretending to be SWAT and slyly walking from the building.
For a week, Sam disappears. When Dean finds him he's a shaken killer, later proven to be demonically possessed. (See, I told you this was a pattern!) When Dean refused to kill his brother, Sam shoots him instead. Bobby Singer assists in attempting to exorcise the demon but they find out that it binded itself to Sam's body. This was, in all inconveniences, the same demon that had previously resided inside of Meg Masters. They found that out when she decided to continue attacking Dean. Bobby finally breaks the binding marks on Sam, forcing her out.
A habit of Sam's that might be as irksome as his susceptibility to possession if his ability to fall in love with everything and anything that isn't human. To put things bluntly, he has sex with a werewolf. And they had to kill her. And Sam got phenomenally broody.
They went against common sense (per usual) in purposely getting themselves arrested to investigate some in cell block murders. The big problem with this was that Dean's stupid Federal Stalker decided that wanted to have the brothers extradited. While preparing for a trial, they continued their hunt, Dean being a distraction in starting prison fights, eventually landing himself in the infirmary he was attacked by the spirit of a killer nurse. (that just sounds threatening, eh?). The brother's faked a fight with each other and managed to escape and salt and burn the Nurse's bones. They were assisted by their public defender Mara.
Dean then got attacked by a djinn (which has nothing to do with mustard despite the similarities in name). He was trapped in an illusionary world where his mother was never killed and he lived a normal life, though a female ghost haunted him. This ghost turned out to be another of the djiins victims (they were both being kept in this false world while it fed). Dean managed to wake himself up around the time that Sam came to their rescue in the real world. He later admitted that he liked the hallucination.
Then all hell broke loose. Sam was taken by Azazel along with all the other special children, where they were commanded to fight to the death, the winner getting to command a demon army. Though Andy used his mind powers to send Dean their location, he was dead by the time they got there, and Dean just witnessed Sam's death as he was fatally stabbed by Jake. In typical Winchester fashion Dean summoned a crossroads demon and sold his sold in exchange for Sam's life, giving him a only year left to live-- a deal perfectly worth it him his eyes. Sam and Dean caught up with Jake and Azazel in the doorway to Hell. They killed Jake, but not before a mass of demons escaped. Azazel both stole the Colt and taunted the brothers. John's spirit, also escaped from Hell though, distracted Azazel so that Dean was able to take the Colt back and kill him.
Everything after that was about the clock. Dean had a year hanging over his head, and he decided that he was going to spend that kill having as much reckless fun and killing as many SSOBs as possible. Sam on the other hand, was trying everything to find someone that could break Dean's deal. There were three very important bitches around this period of time: Lilith, Ruby, and Bela.
Now, Lilith turned out to be the demon who held Dean's contract. She taunted, antagonized, and it was all worse because she did it in the body of a five year old with a frilly dress. We'll get back to her in a little bit. Bela might have been even slightly more antagonizing. Her own deal rested on Sam's death and the Colt, and so, she and the brother's had some obvious tiffs. Like that time she tried to kill them.. and that time she tried to have them arrested.. and that time-- well, you get the picture. Ruby is though, by far, Dean's least favorite of the three. She's a demon Sam took romantic interest in (we talked about that before) and she accompanied the brothers on numerous hunts despite Dean's distrust for her. In the end, Lilith took on her body to kill Dean. There was nothing more infuriating. But again, that's later.
When Bobby was trapped in his own mind Dean and Sam were forced to begin using dream roots. They failed to free Bobby, so they ended up having to take on their hunt in Dean's mind. Sam took on Jeremy while Dean faced his own fears in an argument with himself. Despite killing the dream him, Dean's doppelganger returns as a demon, and that's where they wake up. Dean finally admits to Sam that he doesn't want to die.
(So, back to the counter. Who here has heard of Groundhog Day?) The Trickster --an archangel the Winchesters had dealt with earlier-- decided to give the boy's their just deserts in causing Dean's death early, and then going back in time and doing it again, and again, and again, and so forth. (New count: 102)
So, the aforementioned bitches continued to be bitches (can you see I'm getting tired of writing this) until the end of Dean's contract. By this point, he's got his own problems and they hardly matter. None the less, they're there. With a swarm of demons that Dean (this time) is not hallucinating. It was all a ploy really, as Lilith had long since possessed Ruby. She unleashed a group of hell-hound that mauled Dean to his death. (Counter?: 103)
Dean spent forty years time in the Pit, thirty of them being tortured and the last ten standing on their other side of the rack, a more than capable torturer and "star pupil" of Alistair. Four months had past in the real world when Dean woke up, six feet under-- literally. He freed himself from his grave and obtained information from a local gas station. Reunited with Sam and Bobby, he learned that he was pulled from Hell by the angel Castiel (not because he'd done anything o deserve that; because god had work for him to do).
Both Sam and Dean had changed considerably by this time, causing more tension and fights than even before, especially where Ruby was concerned. Dean strongly disapproved of the demon blood addiction she's started Sam on. Sam, in turn, probably wasn't happy Dean lied to him in saying he didn't remember hell. They're fight both worsened and improved when Dean became ill with a Ghost Sickness.
As the secrets start to come out, the boy's learned that had a lot more to worry about than their own lives-- or for that matter, Anna Milton, Uriel, or Cas. They began to be pulled into the war between heaven and hell as the seals around them were being broken by Lilith.
When Cas and angelic co. managed to capture Alistair, Dean is given the chance to torture his torturer. Dean is around this time taken to a parallel dimension when he and Sam weren't hunters, as well as the past, shortly after his parents met. While Sam and Ruby went to stop Lilith from breaking the final seal Dean was captured by a group of angels who explained that they wanted the war to start as much as the next guy.. demon.. thing. Though Dean tries to stop Sam, Ruby shuts him out and reveals that she's been working for Lucifer the whole time. Dean managed to stab her with her own knife, but by this point Lucifer had been freed from his cage.
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Yeah, Dean had killed it. But what was he supposed to do: take it on a date? There were just so, so many things wrong with that picture. And that was even taking out the fact that it was a vampire… and a murderer… and a guy.[/size][/blockquote]
He looked down at Andy when he asked about why he was here and frowned slightly at the mention of his brother. Was Sammy around? “Not unless he’s suddenly turned invisible and taken to stalking me,” he replied, glancing back at the car. That would be pretty out there, even for them. “I was hunting these things.” He motioned with his free hand towards the decapitated vampire at their feet. Blood had pooled around it and the steady stream was nearing their shoes.
And then, there they were; time for questions and concerns. You really couldn’t avoid those in his job, and he supposed Andy hadn’t gotten his fair chance to ask away last time. Still, he was skeptical at the first mention of the popular TV show. “Yeah, interesting.” He deadpanned, before getting into exactly why that wasn't interesting. “I’m sure that guy would rather snap your neck and make you into dinner then have a chat about his interesting back story though.”
“So do me a favor. Whatever you learned from that show- forget it. This is a whole different world. They can’t kill you through a TV but they’re more than capable out here.” A bit on the blunt side, but they were very likely already made known, and any misinformation Andy had wasn’t going to help them. Anything about vampire killing, or even worse, a reason to give the vampire sympathy and hesitate-- No. He knew what he was doing.
He gave a shrug at Andy's name exclamation. “Nest, hide out, small dark creepy place they stay while the sun is up; I don’t care what you call it really.” He knew Andy hadn’t meant to upset them, but the fact of the matter was that he had. And now they were going to deal with it. “You’re not gonna die.” he assured. Nope, not if he was getting any say in it. They weren’t doing this again.
He got back into the drivers seat and started off immediately, lowering the music that had still been playing from before until it clicked off. “We can just leave." he answered, "But they’re going to follow us. And considering the whole point of hunting is to get rid of them for good, that's exactly waht we want. We just don’t want it in the middle of the forest where they have all the advantages. And we don’t want it somewhere busy where we have a lot of people to worry about” The reasoning came naturally. It was probably in relative terms what his dad would have told him or he’d told Sam or something, years ago. Andy had dragged himself into this, whether he liked it or not, but Dean honestly felt that if he knew what he was doing he’d be a great asset.
Rather than taking the road back to the main highway he deterred into the small town he and Sam had planned on staying in if they didn’t get to head off that night. Which, the way this night was starting out, was probably going to be the case here. He pulled into the motel parking and tuned to Andy again before getting out. “I would offer to let you off somewhere less dangerous, but they’re going to chase after you before me. Sticking around now is your best bet.”
“Sam isn’t here,” Dean confirmed, a little thrown off by the exclamation. “Did you two have plans or something I should know about?” He thought, or at least hoped, that Sam would have taken the liberty to mention something like this to him, but then again it wouldn’t be the first time he chose to handle it himself. Since they were always so good at that.
At Andy’s second surprised remark, he was beginning to think it was more the situation that was unnerving Andy, and rightfully so. But he’d seen demons. Surely a vampire wasn’t that had to comprehend? They were simpler, as far as Dean knew. Until they started ripping your guts out. Bitch. “What were you doing with that?” He very simply motioned to the gun. Because if hunting was out of the question- well Andy never struck him a he type to go out and play paintball.
“Welcome to my world. No, there aren’t many breaks. And no, I don’t think you can even rule out boogeymen.” He managed a laugh. Of course, he didn’t want anyone else to have this life, ever. But it happened. And it wasn’t always all bad either. Well... there were good things about it.
Dean had a hard time seeing if from Andy's position, actaully. You were either blissfully ignorant or you did it, and it did it well. Being in the middle sounded like it would have been terrifying, but then he must have gotten over it young enough not to remember. Still... as much as he didn't support the idea of Andy joining 'his world', he did give the man credit for doing it. “Yeah, well you’re not gonna die again tonight.”
He nodded in response to the thanks. “Go get a room. I’m going to take care of the weapons,” He considered showing Andy the trunk of the Impala, but figured he’d be taking his word on it for now. He got out of the car. “We’re not going to know if we get them all. But we’re going to get enough of them that I can assure you, you won’t forget how to take one down if you try.”
With that he rounded to the trunk, looking once more over the empty parking lot before pulling out the weapons they’d most likely need. “Besides, you know about vampires in the sunlight right? They won’t track you past morning, and I highly doubt you were so annoying that if you’re already gone they’ll spend the good part of the future trying to keep up. If they care that much, they’ll be here tonight. And they won’t see anything past that.” Zipping the duffle bag he’d put the weapons in and lifting it from the trunk, he locked the car and followed the younger man into the motel. Playing sitting duck for a nest of vampires with a formerly dead man? Exactly how he wanted to spend his night.
