Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Dancing With Death ❯ Chapter 1
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Non Anime: Supernatural Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Comedy / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.13.2015 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 122 | Status: Work In Progress
Non Anime: Supernatural Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Comedy / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 03.13.2015 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 122 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Oh
Death
Dancing with Death
Arc 1: Birth
Chapter 1: Oh Death.
Arc 1: Birth
Chapter 1: Oh Death.
Ringing, all she could hear
was ringing. She was terrified, terrified because she couldn't see
properly and terrified because all she could feel was pain. Her
entire body thrummed with it, she wanted to cry and she would have,
if it wasn't for the fear of the salt from her tears exacerbating
the injuries to her face. She was sentient at least, which was a
miracle considering an eighteen wheeler had just smashed into her
car from the side. It had sent her spiralling through the air to
crash upside down onto the other side of the road, amazing that she
be alive after that. Soon her thoughts were interrupted by a man's
voice calling out to her and the sound of two sets of running feet
and shortly she seen a handsome face by her door.
'Lady, are you alright? We seen the accident, how badly hurt are you?'
'We? What?'
'Are you hurt badly?' The man asked again, she was having a hard time concentrating on what was being said to her. She could see that her vision was starting to darken down quickly, she was losing consciousness she knew.
'W-Winter V-Vaughn my name. Please hospital...my baby...' She managed to stutter out before everything went completely black.
'Shit! She's passed out. Sammy quick phone an ambulance, I need to make sure she's still breathing! She's pregnant I think'
'Ok start trying to bring her back round if you can Dean. She and the baby could die quickly if she stays unconscious!' Sam yelled over his shoulder as he ran back to the Impala to grab his cell phone.
Jesus he hoped she and her child made it. The crash had looked extreme and frankly he was surprised she had made it this far, especially if her injuries where as bad as they looked. Not many survived a fight with an eighteen wheeler and he would know he had nearly lost Dean eight years ago to a similar accident. Then if that hadn't been enough, they'd had to tangle with Tessa to keep Dean's soul in the land of the living. He supposed they could thank Yellow Eyes for that one. If he hadn't of possessed Tessa when he did they would have lost that particular fight. He was brought out of his thoughts suddenly when he heard an operator's voice answer his 911.
'Emergency services what is the nature of your emergency?'
'I need an ambulance on interstate 51 about 5 miles left of the exit from i50. A pregnant woman has had a car accident. An eighteen wheeler hit her at high speed. So far she is still breathing but unconscious and her name is Winter Vaughn.' Sam spoke in a rush, seeing the signal from Dean that the woman wasn't pushing up daisies just yet.
'Ok sir can I take your name and relation to the patient and I will send an ambulance straight away.' The man spoke calmly.
'My name is Sam Winchester and I am of no relation to her, my brother and I where just passing by when the accident happened.' Sam answered automatically.
'Ok Mr Winchester, an ambulance crew are on their way, stay with Miss Vaughn please and wave them down when you see them.' The man requested then hung up the call. Sam then slipped the phone into his jeans pocket and ran back to where Dean and the girl Winter where.
'Any luck with bringing her around again?' Sam asked.
'No man, she's still completely out. Her breathing is getting stronger though...that's weird don't you think?' Dean asked in return arching a brow at his brother.
'What? No! Dean that's a good thing, it means she won't be DOA when the ambulance gets here.' Sam responded looking at his brother as if he were crazy.
'Dude...her breathing should be at most, laboured in fact with these injuries she shouldn't be breathing at all! I've seen my share of weird and this is weird ok!'
'Dean...her injuries probably look worse than what they are because of the amount of blood there is.' Sam rationalised ever the voice of reason.
'Now, now boys, that is quite enough of that. By God you two argue worse than a married couple.' Spoke a deep, slow baritone voice.
Death looked upon the two men knelt beside the car wreck that held a very special woman and being.
'Oh hell no! You can't possibly be here to take her? She's still breathing!' Dean yelled then added 'what the hell are you doing collecting anyway? Don't you have your reaper posse to do that for you?'
'Articulate as always Dean. Actually, I am here for her but not to transition her soul. You see this woman is extremely important to me and I wouldn't trust any of my children to do this. You wondered why she is breathing strongly so suddenly? Well, that is simple; my will is keeping her alive until I can get her to Castiel, so that he may heal her.' Death explained as he stepped up to the wreckage and beside Dean.
'Why don't you just heal her then? If she's so important, why bother Cas?' Dean asked.
'Oh you do ask some of the most annoying questions boy. I can heal souls Dean, not bodies only the angels and God himself has that power. I take life Dean, not give it.'
'Well if that's true old man, how are you keeping her alive?'
'Because, you petulant child, I control how, when and why everyone and everything dies.' Snapped Death as he clicked his fingers to remove the wreckage from around Winter then picked her up bridal style.
'Whoa! Wait a minute.' Sam spoke up having been quiet during the back and forth between Death and his brother. 'Why exactly is she important to you?'
'That, Sam, is because she is my daughter.' Death answered then disappeared leaving one very stunned man and one very confused one.
Death flashed to where Castiel was staying, it seemed that he had taken a few pages from the Winchesters book as he found himself standing in the middle of a cheap motel room.
'Castiel, I need you help now!' Death said sternly as he placed Winter upon the bed in the room.
'By the powers, what happened to her?!' Castiel said his eyes widening when he saw the young woman on his bed, rushing to her side he began checking her and her occupied womb over.
'It was a car accident, Sam and Dean found her. They so happened to be driving along the same road as she had been and saw the collision. Castiel you must heal her! You know as well as I do, neither she nor the child can be allowed to die.'
'I know that!' Cas snapped 'It won't happen; I'm her and her child's guardian. You saw to that if you remember?' He then placed his hands on her body, one to her chest and the other to her stomach and soon the room filled with a blinding bright light. It soon died down and moving his hands from her he could see that she had been healed of her outer injuries and most of her internal ones. Those though, would have to recuperate on their own.
'She and the child are stable now. However she will have to remain here with me so that I may observe them. Her internal injuries, I've fixed most of, but her body must do the rest now. I will help her where I can, but the rest is really up to the fates now.' Castiel said gravely, glancing up to Death with darkened eyes.
'Just keep her alive!' Death said frigidly and then with a kiss to Winter's forehead he disappeared.
'I hope you knew what you were doing, when you accepted this heavy burden upon your shoulders young one.' Castiel whispered quietly to the woman laying upon the bed lost in sleep. He sighed then and took up watch on the chair facing the bed, picking up his cell phone he called Sam and Dean; they had one hell of an explanation to hear.
'Lady, are you alright? We seen the accident, how badly hurt are you?'
'We? What?'
'Are you hurt badly?' The man asked again, she was having a hard time concentrating on what was being said to her. She could see that her vision was starting to darken down quickly, she was losing consciousness she knew.
'W-Winter V-Vaughn my name. Please hospital...my baby...' She managed to stutter out before everything went completely black.
'Shit! She's passed out. Sammy quick phone an ambulance, I need to make sure she's still breathing! She's pregnant I think'
'Ok start trying to bring her back round if you can Dean. She and the baby could die quickly if she stays unconscious!' Sam yelled over his shoulder as he ran back to the Impala to grab his cell phone.
Jesus he hoped she and her child made it. The crash had looked extreme and frankly he was surprised she had made it this far, especially if her injuries where as bad as they looked. Not many survived a fight with an eighteen wheeler and he would know he had nearly lost Dean eight years ago to a similar accident. Then if that hadn't been enough, they'd had to tangle with Tessa to keep Dean's soul in the land of the living. He supposed they could thank Yellow Eyes for that one. If he hadn't of possessed Tessa when he did they would have lost that particular fight. He was brought out of his thoughts suddenly when he heard an operator's voice answer his 911.
'Emergency services what is the nature of your emergency?'
'I need an ambulance on interstate 51 about 5 miles left of the exit from i50. A pregnant woman has had a car accident. An eighteen wheeler hit her at high speed. So far she is still breathing but unconscious and her name is Winter Vaughn.' Sam spoke in a rush, seeing the signal from Dean that the woman wasn't pushing up daisies just yet.
'Ok sir can I take your name and relation to the patient and I will send an ambulance straight away.' The man spoke calmly.
'My name is Sam Winchester and I am of no relation to her, my brother and I where just passing by when the accident happened.' Sam answered automatically.
'Ok Mr Winchester, an ambulance crew are on their way, stay with Miss Vaughn please and wave them down when you see them.' The man requested then hung up the call. Sam then slipped the phone into his jeans pocket and ran back to where Dean and the girl Winter where.
'Any luck with bringing her around again?' Sam asked.
'No man, she's still completely out. Her breathing is getting stronger though...that's weird don't you think?' Dean asked in return arching a brow at his brother.
'What? No! Dean that's a good thing, it means she won't be DOA when the ambulance gets here.' Sam responded looking at his brother as if he were crazy.
'Dude...her breathing should be at most, laboured in fact with these injuries she shouldn't be breathing at all! I've seen my share of weird and this is weird ok!'
'Dean...her injuries probably look worse than what they are because of the amount of blood there is.' Sam rationalised ever the voice of reason.
'Now, now boys, that is quite enough of that. By God you two argue worse than a married couple.' Spoke a deep, slow baritone voice.
Death looked upon the two men knelt beside the car wreck that held a very special woman and being.
'Oh hell no! You can't possibly be here to take her? She's still breathing!' Dean yelled then added 'what the hell are you doing collecting anyway? Don't you have your reaper posse to do that for you?'
'Articulate as always Dean. Actually, I am here for her but not to transition her soul. You see this woman is extremely important to me and I wouldn't trust any of my children to do this. You wondered why she is breathing strongly so suddenly? Well, that is simple; my will is keeping her alive until I can get her to Castiel, so that he may heal her.' Death explained as he stepped up to the wreckage and beside Dean.
'Why don't you just heal her then? If she's so important, why bother Cas?' Dean asked.
'Oh you do ask some of the most annoying questions boy. I can heal souls Dean, not bodies only the angels and God himself has that power. I take life Dean, not give it.'
'Well if that's true old man, how are you keeping her alive?'
'Because, you petulant child, I control how, when and why everyone and everything dies.' Snapped Death as he clicked his fingers to remove the wreckage from around Winter then picked her up bridal style.
'Whoa! Wait a minute.' Sam spoke up having been quiet during the back and forth between Death and his brother. 'Why exactly is she important to you?'
'That, Sam, is because she is my daughter.' Death answered then disappeared leaving one very stunned man and one very confused one.
Death flashed to where Castiel was staying, it seemed that he had taken a few pages from the Winchesters book as he found himself standing in the middle of a cheap motel room.
'Castiel, I need you help now!' Death said sternly as he placed Winter upon the bed in the room.
'By the powers, what happened to her?!' Castiel said his eyes widening when he saw the young woman on his bed, rushing to her side he began checking her and her occupied womb over.
'It was a car accident, Sam and Dean found her. They so happened to be driving along the same road as she had been and saw the collision. Castiel you must heal her! You know as well as I do, neither she nor the child can be allowed to die.'
'I know that!' Cas snapped 'It won't happen; I'm her and her child's guardian. You saw to that if you remember?' He then placed his hands on her body, one to her chest and the other to her stomach and soon the room filled with a blinding bright light. It soon died down and moving his hands from her he could see that she had been healed of her outer injuries and most of her internal ones. Those though, would have to recuperate on their own.
'She and the child are stable now. However she will have to remain here with me so that I may observe them. Her internal injuries, I've fixed most of, but her body must do the rest now. I will help her where I can, but the rest is really up to the fates now.' Castiel said gravely, glancing up to Death with darkened eyes.
'Just keep her alive!' Death said frigidly and then with a kiss to Winter's forehead he disappeared.
'I hope you knew what you were doing, when you accepted this heavy burden upon your shoulders young one.' Castiel whispered quietly to the woman laying upon the bed lost in sleep. He sighed then and took up watch on the chair facing the bed, picking up his cell phone he called Sam and Dean; they had one hell of an explanation to hear.