My Demise (Sam x Reader)

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Plot: your death
Iridescent-Linkin Park
Your POV
"SAMMY!" I screamed my lungs out until the wraith and wendigo hybrid caught me. She growled and charged at me, but she was too fast for me to duck the spike from her wrist and it hit me right through the stomach. I grunted with a breath as Sam screamed my name and the hybrid pulled out here spike as I retreated silently to the ground. My vision blurred slightly but I saw Sam's figure stab the wraith with a silver dagger on the chest as it died down and rested peacefully. "Hold on (y/n) we're gonna save you." Sam said with determination but let's be real. "Sam, I can't move anything on my body. You're kneeling in a pool of blood. Sam be realistic, I'm gonna die." I said caressing his cheek with my dried blood hand. "No." he whispered sounded hurt. "Sam, listen. You're gonna be fine without me. You have Dean, Bobby and- and Kevin. You're gonna walk out that door without me Sam." I said with him immediately crying. "No (y/n), I don't wanna loose you. Not you." He said burying his face into my neck, fresh hot tears flooding it. "Sam, you should. I am a danger. Go. Before any Starships come back." I said kissing his cheek. "I don't wanna leave (y/n)" he hugged me tighter as Dean came into view and tried to pull Sam off me. "Dean no!" Sam tried ripping from Dean but Dean didn't show any signs of weakness. But then they both stopped. "I love you (y/n)." Sam said kissing my forehead one last time as Dean shook my hand and saluted me, which I happily turned back. "See you soon (y/n)." Dean said as the Starships came from a corner and started running towards us. "Let's go!" Dean said waving off to me normally as if he wasn't saying goodbye at all. "I love you (y/n)!" Sam yelled with his voice cracking. "I love you too Sam." I said with a light voice as I felt my pain numb and me slowly drifting off to a painless sleep. My hand loosened and my neck fell down to the ground as I felt the pool of blood rise up my back. Goodnight, my demise.
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-Demise. Death.
Everyone I know has been dying recently and I dedicate this to my friend's grandma, my other friend's grandma and a very close friend of my relatives.

Rest In Peace.
-bux

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