AUTHOR:Scullspeare SUMMARY: Casefic. The tables are turned on Sam and Dean - this time they're the hunted, and it's a new enemy who wants them.
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I may actually die right now... Lordy, this story is amazing! I was not expecting that twist at ALL! Now, the only question is if I can survive till the next update.:)
OMG. I'm loving this story. You don't see enough good casefics around any more.
They'd also both died. Under the letter of Voodoo law, that made them zombies.
"Sam had lived without a soul for more than a year, and Dean had been worm food for more than four months. Dean scrubbed the water from his face; Cas had reassembled him and Death had tucked Sam's soul back inside that ridiculous six-pack but, by Voodoo definition, they were still the living dead. Rightful ownership of theirs souls reverted back to the gods, the 'loa,' the moment they were separated from the body." What an amazingly fantastic concept!
"Dude, I'm itching for a fight. Make damn sure you get me a good one." Oh, Dean. You got it all right.
Awesome cliffie. Here's hoping the jimson weed cocktail has some anti voodoo mojo!
Voodoo/Bo lore is all very new to me - I knew little about it until I started researching this fic, but it's amazing how much meshes neatly with SPN canon. And it's always fun to find new ways to torture the boys! *g*
And Dean's definitely going to get his wish when it comes to a fight...
Thanks SO much. I'm thrilled you're enjoying the fic. More very soon...
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awesome. Can't wait for more. :)
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Next update coming around midnight - hang in there 'til then. :-)
Thanks so much!!!
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great chapter, im waiting for the next
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Next chapter coming very soon!
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They'd also both died. Under the letter of Voodoo law, that made them zombies.
"Sam had lived without a soul for more than a year, and Dean had been worm food for more than four months. Dean scrubbed the water from his face; Cas had reassembled him and Death had tucked Sam's soul back inside that ridiculous six-pack but, by Voodoo definition, they were still the living dead. Rightful ownership of theirs souls reverted back to the gods, the 'loa,' the moment they were separated from the body." What an amazingly fantastic concept!
"Dude, I'm itching for a fight. Make damn sure you get me a good one." Oh, Dean. You got it all right.
Awesome cliffie. Here's hoping the jimson weed cocktail has some anti voodoo mojo!
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And Dean's definitely going to get his wish when it comes to a fight...
Thanks SO much. I'm thrilled you're enjoying the fic. More very soon...
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I'll try to be nicer. To start, I'll post the next chapter early - later tonight. *g*
Glad you're enjoying the story!! Thanks
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