BEWARE OF JENMAR. (clex_monkie89) wrote,

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One hundred and seventeen words of Supernatural Gen.

"Are you really a Winchester," she asks, dirty blonde hair pulled back into a dirty french braid.

His answer is a nod, short and simple.

"They say the devil himself curses your name; screams to high heaven and cries for all the children he's lost to the Winchester men. They say your mother was an angel; sacrificed on the altar of the crying child so that good men would not sit idly by."

"Who are they," he asks. His eyes never leave her but a second glance shows him a second face, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth. Bloody stumps on her back, gleaming points to her teeth. She smiles and his entire body goes numb.

"You know."
Tags: fic, fic genre: gen, fic pairing: none, fic rating: g, fic: supernatural

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