The outside world was bright, a thin cover of clouds blocking out the sun. Dean shaded his eyes as he looked up. “Drama queen,” he muttered about Sam. None of the clouds above looked like they were ready to storm, so into a pocket the keys went and Dean walked along the sidewalk, heading towards a small bit of forest bordering the nearby park.
Cursed dean fanart for “brothers saved”
Poor dean, guess if theres no air conditioning at bobbys place, then he is gonna have to make do with the fan sam got @nightmares06@brothersapart
Based on this story for anyone who wants to read it!
Out in the natural beauty of the Sylvan Lake State Park, a camper’s gone missing and is presumed dead at the same time as rumors about a honest-to-god giant appearing in the forest to stalk hikers and hunters crop up. Sam and Dean will need to unravel the mystery and keep their wits about them to solve this case.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Jacob Andris, Bobby Singer
Dean Winchester comes from nothing and lives for no one, but dedicated his life to saving people in need. Now, an unexpected attack on two campers by one of their best friends draws Dean to Wellwood forest, towards an unexpected reunion.
Reaching 51 votes on the tiebreaker, Dean of Nowhere officially won the tiebreaker poll! For anyone who hasn’t read the first story of Brothers Asunder, feel free to check out Sam of Wellwood during the next few weeks before Dean of Nowhere begins posting on October 31st! Happy Halloween!
And now, enjoy a sneak peek of the fun to be had…
Fresh air wafts through, and it freezes.
Such a crisp, clean breath of air. The smoke is displaced by the movement, and it triples its efforts.
For a second, a lifetime, a thousand agonies, the crack is wide enough to slip through. It surges upwards, thinning itself to a trickle to make it. The opening doesn’t last long, sealing up and closing off from earth like a healing wound. None can follow, and it can’t turn back.
None of that matters to it. It is free.
After an eternity in the dark where it has forgotten its very name, the world is open to it. It could do as it wanted. Be whatever it wanted.
There are no more barriers.
Across a sparkling night sky, a black cloud drifts.
Brothers Apart 