#serialkiller!sam

In The Blood

A Dark!Wincest Miniseries 

~They’ve been all over the country dozens of times, saving people, hunting things... Everything’s as it should be until Sam loses control and his sanity starts to unravel, leaving Dean to deal with the mess.~ 

7k filled with blood, sex and murder.

This isn’t a diary. It’s a journal. Dad told me I should keep a journal. It’s not a diary. None of that girly stuff. So let’s get this straight: in case anyone finds this, my name is Dean Winchester. My father is John Winchester. My brother is Sam Winchester. We hunt monsters.

Michigan: Dad and I salted and burned a body. It was this boy. He kind of looked like Sam. He didn’t know he was dead though. I felt bad for him.

Kentucky: Dad and Sam got into an argument again. Sam called Dad an asshole and Dad got out the belt. I wish they wouldn’t fight so much. It breaks my heart to see Sam cry, and I know Dad drinks more after they fight.

Illinois: Dad got pretty spooked on the hunt tonight. We’ve been hunting that demon since mom died. Turns out, we just stumbled upon a whole bunch of them. They’re gone now; they left before Dad could exorcise them. But one of them said something weird. Dad got drunk as soon as we got back to the motel. Sam’s doing his homework now. I wonder if he knows what he is. I wonder if it’s true.

Montana: I think Sam’s getting into fights at school. He keeps coming back with bloody noses and bruises. I asked him about it, but all he ever says is “They deserved it.” I’m really worried about him.

Washington: Sam and Dad got into a fight. Sam stormed out. I don’t know

Oregon: Sam Winchester is a fucking psychopath. If anyone finds this journal, stay far away from

Headline: The Oregonian:

Just as the country started to forget all about Sam and Dean, the FBI recieved an anonymous tip.

“You want the Winchesters? They’re in Lawrence.”

The area was almost immediately swarmed with cops and feds.

When they found the bunker, Sam and Dean didn’t run. They had made their peace. They didn’t resist. They confessed. They pled guilty. When their time came, they went without protest.

When asked if they had any last words, Sam said

“I did this for fun.”

Dean said

Sam sat in a prison cell for nearly 12 years. From the age of 16 to the age of 28, Sam ate nothing but slop. He was thrown in solitary more than once for attacking, and sometimes killing, other prisoners. The guards were too afraid to try to control him. The other prisoners didn’t want to end up like others before them, so they stayed out of his way.

Dean wasn’t going to let his baby brother rot in jail.

“Winchester, you’ve got a visitor. It’s a fed. Come on, get up.”

Sam sat across from Dean, separated only by glass that he was fairly certain he could break with the guard’s head.

He picked up the phone.

“Sammy, buddy, I’m gonna get you out.”

Two days later, their faces were all over the news.

Sam Winchester, the Chem Lab Killer, ESCAPED

Dean had fallen into Sam’s trap. He had lost his mind. He’d become just as vicious and crazy as Sam.

They weren’t afraid of capture. They left notes for cops. They looked into security cameras. They killed in broad daylight. But no one dared to pursue them.

For three years, the country lived in fear. Living in a big city, living in a crowded house or dorm, none of it could protect one from their violence. Cars were found abandoned with blood-stained seats and bodies in the trunks. More and more kids were homeschooled, and more and more delivery workers quit their jobs.

The FBI, Homeland Security, all police precincts were on high alert.

2/2 Love, I apologize. I promise I read it but it was deleted from my inbox. 🌻

Long before their surrender to police and subsequent executions, the Winchester boys had taken a prodigy under their wing.

He was violent and impulsive, much like Sam. He attacked people who looked at him the wrong way and he’d bring driver’s licenses home like trophies.

The Winchesters thought of him as a son, as someone to pass their knowledge on to.

When that trucker at the gas station had crossed the line, the boys snapped. Dean shot him and Sam took out his anger by carving him up.

Castiel was theirs. No one else’s.

When the time came for the Winchesters to surrender, they sent Castiel off with the hope that he’d continue what they’d started.

The public felt relieved when Sam and Dean were put to death.

Castiel mourned.