Ah ha! Bet you guys thought I'd forgotten all about that
Alphabet Drabble Meme I did almost a year ago. I assure you I haven't. It's just been a mix of my laziness and the life changes time has brought. But I've printed them out and am writing them everytime I get a chance.
A while back I posted the first drabble for Y --
Stuck (SGA) for
thepiratequeen. Now I present the one for X (I'm going backwards).
See Through You
Fandom: Supernatural
Written for
storydivagirl who requested "x-ray"
Character: Dean
Word Count: 284
She laughed as Dean scrambled backwards off the bed, his eyes as big as saucers. He had no idea what her plans were for him, and she liked it that way. Licking her lips, she crawled across the bed.
“What's the matter, Dean? Afraid I can see right through you?” she taunted. She flipped the large knife in her hand.
Dean didn't answer. He merely produced a gun in two seconds flat. She stopped crawling. With her x-ray vision, she could see the intricate inner workings of the gun. Bullets filled each slot. Dean didn't appear to be a Russian roulette kind of guy. She didn't care. Turning her attention back to his body, she traced an artery to his heart. Knowing exactly where it was, she would have no problem plunging the blade straight into it. It pumped rapidly. She smiled. Dean may be calm and cool on the outside, but inside, he was frightened.
“You wouldn't shoot little old me, would you?” She tossed the knife aside. “An unarmed woman?”
Dean narrowed his eyes to slits. “In a heartbeat, baby, like you killed those three other guys.”
She chuckled. He was right. Finding vital organs and making them stop working had become second nature to her. It had granted her freedom, like the yellow-eyed demon promised. She focused on Dean's chest, watching his heart tremble with every beat. Oh, how much fun it would be to squeeze the life out of it. Gripping the knife, she charged him.
She never heard the gun shot. Barely even felt the bullet rip through her flesh. All she knew was, one minute, she studied Dean's organs; the next, she couldn't see anything anymore.