The difference between Brothers Together and Brothers Apart will be that Sam will actually be growing up with Dean. So instead of going from one extreme to the other like in the original story, it’s going to happen gradually. Sam will adjust as they both grow and it’ll feel normal to him to see Dean at his adult size by the time they get there. In this AU they’re going to be more adjusted to each other than they are in BA from the start.
Oh, and with this prompt you’ve stumbled onto another ‘secret’ project of mine. It’s actually been in progress for a bit now, working on a storyline with Sam being discovered before Dean ever reached Trails West. Here’s a snippet from the story, arriving sometime after summer, 2016:
In. Out. What could go wrong?
Sam knew he was in trouble the moment the shadows above shifted.
A prickle went up his neck. Shit… Sam thought to himself. He pushed his legs to run even harder, desperate to get out of sight. Either he’d overestimated his ability at staying silent or he’d underestimated the human.
Whichever it was, he was in trouble.
A shadow fell over him. Gasping, the cracker tumbled out of his hands as he tried to get that last ounce of speed that would get him behind the nightstand and back to safety. Just a little more… Like Walt always said, a bit of food wasn’t worth any of their lives.
If only Sam had listened to his advice and hadn’t been so overconfident.
A huge hand snatched at him. It was too fast for Sam to even hope to dodge. He was fumbling at his jacket, trying desperately to yank out his knife even as a thumb and four massive fingers relentlessly closed around his body.
And then it was too late.
Sam’s arms were sealed to his side, his knife inexorably out of reach the moment the hand closed around him. Desperate struggles were muffled in the thick skin that surrounded his body. It was like none of his movements could make an effect.
The world dropped away beneath him, receding into the distance as Sam was yanked into the air. He let out a desperate gasp, unable to concentrate as his surroundings spiraled around him. The human was shifting him to an easier position to see.
As the light clicked on, Sam almost went blind at first. His eyes, so well-adjusted to the darkness in the walls, had difficulty focusing in the bright light of the room, especially when it was completely unexpected. Sam tried to flinch back, then twitched in the other direction when he saw a huge thumb brush over his shoulder. He shivered, realizing how helpless he was in this human’s hands.
Sam could see every ridge, every crevice in the hand curled around him. Nothing he did could loosen up his arms. His satchel was crushed into his side, and his scared hazel eyes stared up at the huge human, afraid of what would happen to him. Walt’s voice echoed in his head, reminding him how it was almost impossible to escape a human after being caught.
They’d never been able to rescue Bree…
Any theories on who caught Sam? Any ideas for what’s about to happen? Feel free to share!
Sam and his cracker commissioned from @mogadeer. Do not get between Sam and his cracker! Do not!
Sam might have had a bit of an adjustment period with technology, but both brothers agree he’s a natural. He’s already reprogrammed Dean’s computer and he now has a cell phone of his own. Not that it’ll fit in his back pocket, but that’s not what matters.
He should really warn Dean when he changes things on that computer…
The air sprites of Aeternum, they look so wonderfully angelic, but don’t be taken in by it. They are tempestuous and ill-tempered if you push the wrong buttons.
Looks deceive.
Air sprite commission by @gtridel
Right now, gt-ridel is running a pay-what-you-want commission drive to raise money for rent, so pop on by her page and give her wonderful art a go!
If I understand this right, no, the curse has never been removed. Sam’s been small the entire time ever since that one fateful day. Whether it gets removed or not will most likely be the culmination of the series and the focus of their struggle against Celeste.
Well, I never said I hated them… but boy do they need a rework. I’d end up rewriting them if ever I touched them again. Completely.
Back in the time that this fic takes place, Sam is only 10 and Dean is 14. This means Dean stands only 5′6″ tall as opposed to his 6′1″ adult self, and Sam has been downsized to 2.6 inches verses his adult 4 inches. (Also known as 4′2″ and 6′4″)
All pictures from Home of the Nutty.
This is a special prompt, inspired by several different asks I’ve received recently. Which ones will remain unknown until the story conclusion. Walt’s background has been planned out for a long time.
BA Canon: Yes
Timeline: 1980
( Part 1 of 6 )
It’s funny how silence is.
It creeps in on you, weighing you down like a tangible substance.
Every sound becomes magnified.
A creak in the wall could be the end approaching. The quiet rustle of the curtains against the window was a threat in the still air.
The silence itself will eventually become deafening. All thought is washed away in the stillness. It is like the roar of the ocean as it wears down the shoreline.
Walt sat in silence.
His eyes remained glued on his greatest enemy. His nemesis. A construct created by humanity for the purpose of keeping things they wanted to keep. A pet, an object, not a person with a mind and will of his own. Trapped inside a steel mesh cage with wires that were thicker than his fingers. A human might hope to bend them. Walt would never be so lucky.
He stared at the lock that sat innocuously clasped around the cage door.
For days he’d sat inside the cage. Trapped like nothing more than an animal. Fed a base diet of stale crackers and water almost absently by people that couldn’t be bothered to care about the person they had snatched away from his life.
Mallory must think he was dead.
It was what he’d expect if he was the one waiting. To be caught and killed. Humans thought they were pests, after all. Rodents to be snuffed out. If the careful gathering of supplies went noticed by the humans that ran the small bed and breakfast, Trails West, mouse traps would begin to appear around the kitchen areas.
Those were dark times. The small people that lived in the walls would do their best to help their only allies in the world, the mice, find food. Everyone would have to band together, and even that was dangerous. Gathering all the families in one place would put them all at risk, make them easier to find.
But sometimes it needed to be done.
There was safety, and danger, in numbers.
While he’s too young to hunt, he’d stay at the room on his own if they knew it was safe. It isn’t long before they decide that’s not the best plan, and he starts to stick with Dean on hunts. The two brothers work together as an effortless team even with the size discrepancy.
Even after John vanishes into thin air and leaves them to fend for themselves, the world isn’t so bad as long as they stick together. After all, Dean needs someone to haul his ass out of trouble.
Brothers Together has been more of a prompt-driven storyline than my Brothers Apart series from the start. I can definitely see there being more than one part. It could be during any time period. Children, adults, anything is open. It just depends on what sparks an idea, just like this story! So send in any ideas you can come up with for it.
Brothers Apart 