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How the Wild Things Start Updated
Title: How the Wild Things Start - chapter 14
Rating: mature for dark themes
Genre: tragedy/horror/family
Warnings: lots of trauma, PTSD, a bit of a mentally altered Sam, gore/violence, and a few more mature themes like suicidal ideation.
Notes: I posted this as a oneshot a while back, but it's gained a lot of traction since then and has been updated quite a few times! Feel free to check it out on AO3 and fanfiction.net. Feedback is always welcome, thank you so much! It's a pretty dark universe, so heed any warnings included in the chapters!
Summary: An alternate universe where Sam is taken in 9x23, Dean lives through his ordeal with Metatron, and a lot of horrible things happen. Trapped in a fighting ring where hunters and monsters are pitted against each other, Sam just tries his best to survive and not completely lose himself in the process.
"This Sam's as thin as he had been in the church, eyes dark and bruised, the shape of his ribs prominent through the undershirt clinging to his figure - and there are scars. Scars kissing scars embracing scars, down his arms and peeking from his collar and intersecting spots on his hairline... The sight is from a nightmare, something Dean pictured but never wanted to find. Because he's an idiot who prayed for a healthy, tanned, muscular brother knocking on his door and saying "surprise, I'm here". A Sam who'd burst out of his captor's hands like a fuckin' superhero, who was hurting on the inside, hiding it under layers of plaid and beer and organic fruity shit. Dean expected a Sam who buried it all like they'd both buried Hell.
But that's the stupidest thing he ever hoped for."
CHAPTER'S 11 - 14 ADDED.
Please see warnings at top of chapters, if any.
READ AT ARCHIVEOFOUROWN OR FANFICTION.NET!
Rating: mature for dark themes
Genre: tragedy/horror/family
Warnings: lots of trauma, PTSD, a bit of a mentally altered Sam, gore/violence, and a few more mature themes like suicidal ideation.
Notes: I posted this as a oneshot a while back, but it's gained a lot of traction since then and has been updated quite a few times! Feel free to check it out on AO3 and fanfiction.net. Feedback is always welcome, thank you so much! It's a pretty dark universe, so heed any warnings included in the chapters!
Summary: An alternate universe where Sam is taken in 9x23, Dean lives through his ordeal with Metatron, and a lot of horrible things happen. Trapped in a fighting ring where hunters and monsters are pitted against each other, Sam just tries his best to survive and not completely lose himself in the process.
"This Sam's as thin as he had been in the church, eyes dark and bruised, the shape of his ribs prominent through the undershirt clinging to his figure - and there are scars. Scars kissing scars embracing scars, down his arms and peeking from his collar and intersecting spots on his hairline... The sight is from a nightmare, something Dean pictured but never wanted to find. Because he's an idiot who prayed for a healthy, tanned, muscular brother knocking on his door and saying "surprise, I'm here". A Sam who'd burst out of his captor's hands like a fuckin' superhero, who was hurting on the inside, hiding it under layers of plaid and beer and organic fruity shit. Dean expected a Sam who buried it all like they'd both buried Hell.
But that's the stupidest thing he ever hoped for."
CHAPTER'S 11 - 14 ADDED.
Please see warnings at top of chapters, if any.
READ AT ARCHIVEOFOUROWN OR FANFICTION.NET!