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GUESS WHO'S WRITING SOME SAM/CAS HERCULES??? I'll give you a hint, its me XD
I'm really excited!!!
Also, stole this offa minviendha as perhaps a motivation generator!
Post the first sentence (or three) from every WIP you're currently working on, even if it's very short. Then invite people to ask questions about your WIPs. With any luck, you'll get talking about writing, and the motivation to take that WIP one step closer to completion will appear as if by magic!
1. They figure it out completely by chance. When Sam touches Dean to change the bandages on the ugly burn the Benders left on his shoulder, he feels a flare of pain in his own shoulder and gasps, curling forward with and clutching at his shoulder as he tries to breathe through it. Dean is kneeling in front of him when he can hear over the ringing in his ears, frantically asking questions.
2. Sam leads a weird life. He is fully aware of this, and has come to accept things like conversations that start with “So this killer truck” and discussing gruesome deaths over food. There isn’t that much that throws him completely for a loop these days; he likes to think he’s seen it all.
So he’s completely unprepared when Castiel appears in the motel room, holds out his phone, and says “Explain to me this Unicorn game.”
3. On November 2, 1973, Mary Campbell holds John Winchester and swears she’ll never let him go.
Exactly 10 years later, Mary Winchester watches that vow burn to ash with her husband.
4. “If you touch him I will kill you, I swear I will.”
Dean struggled against the two men pinning him to the ground, glaring murderously at the one standing behind his brother, a gun pointed at the back of Sam’s head. Sam was standing stiffly, both hands on the back of his head, eyes darting between Dean and the man sitting on Dean’s back with a gun aimed at his head.
5. Blue sky, no clouds, sun shining brightly on the parking lot of a 7-11. Dean and Sam walk across the lot as a car pulls into the spot beside the door. Shifty-looking man gets out, head swiveling and eyes darting from side to side. Sam glances over as the boys pass. Van with blacked-out windows screams around the corner as Dean nears the door. Sam turns towards the sound. Window rolls down, muzzle of a machine gun pokes out, bullets fly. Sam and Dean drop to the ground bleeding heavily, man by the car dead where he lands. Sam reaches for his brother. Dean mouths “Sammy” as his eyes slide shut.