Whiplash Fibromyalgia 2010

Supernatural Fanfiction: "Dance With The Devil"

Sooo, as promised, is now my first Supernatural fan fiction. My first FF that I've written after for ages. And guilt was the muse in the form of Dean and Sam Winchester. But who would say no at such a kiss?

Fandom: Supernatural
author: me of ... silverleafy / Traumtänzerchen / Niniel / Ninifairy (searches you one of my personalities)
Rating: PG-12
Pairing: none
Lyrics: "Dance with the Devil" - Breaking Benjamin

Warning: spoiler in the
last episode of season fourth Who has not seen so and verspoilern not want to, could here burn very vigorously fingers. This short story describes the feelings and thoughts of Sam in that very last episode.

Ah yes - nothing is mine. Sorry. I have all just on loan, so the kiss of the muse can develop freely.

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Dance With The Devil

Here I stand Helpless and left for dead

Close
your eyes So many days go by
Easy to find what's wrong Harder to find
what's right

could do that, no, that must not be. I had to cheat so easily? Was it all The time actually only been a lie, a well-played theater? One that served only to abuse me for the purpose of a higher power? By that I tell everything I own is important? And that's just a woman and a little togetherness in this lonely job. While these thoughts raced through my head and I looked, I realized that I lied to myself.

It was not just about you and me. Or even to us. Oh no. It was much more to the satisfaction of burning addiction. A thirst that piece by piece and had poisoned insidiously creeping my soul. They all wanted to warn me and what I did? I trusted my instinct either, nor those who were my family. I trusted her and followed her blindly to destruction. So I judged not only about myself but now I felt that I judged it on any creature created by God on earth. They would all go down because of me, deep inside me I knew there would be no way back. It was too late. Instead of preventing it, I had broken the final seal and washed my hands of guilt.

Trembling
crawling across my skin Feeling your cold

dead eyes Stealing the life of mine

My gaze slid on the stone floor on which spread the blood disastrous. In my head there was pure chaos and I was not able to take even a clear idea. I realized yet again that the heavy door again and again blows shook and a familiar voice called me. Once again, my eyes sought hers and a shiver ran down my back when I saw the look in her beautiful dark brown eyes. Triumph and a deep satisfaction mixed with a feverish frenzy.

Almost all my life I had been aware about the fact that Demons lie. That one could not trust them and then I committed himself such a serious mistake. Further proof that people are not infallible, but are very susceptible to manipulative skill.

Her lips moved, but her words are not up to my drive spirit. I was disappointed and angry. Not only them, but especially for me to own the same time, there was the feeling of relief. At last this arduous journey was over. For I doubted for a second because it would end for me here and now. Nevertheless, something in me demanded I slowly got up and my hands, I wanted revenge for all the lies and intrigues. One last time, do justice and cleanse my conscience from a particularly dark spot. But where I have been surrounded strength and power, was now only the sense of human weakness. drew from my gesture and the hidden intentions behind it only a tired smile as I went to the ground. I had focused my energy on Lilith. You knew it worse - they had speculated on it and her little insidious plan worked.

I believe in you
I can show you that
I can see right through All your empty lies


I will not last long In this world so wrong

What I was an idiot. Blind and trustworthy as a small child. She had made me hooked with their invigorating and blood taken from me my innocence. I was ultimately no more than a junkie craves his drug. And I never heard in my mind, but to her sweet voice that had persuaded me more than once, it would be in order. I would strengthen the fight against evil. And Truth I was mutated to a faithful lap dog of a demon bitch, used and trained for this great moment. She had formed an alliance with me and gave me to any kind to sent me to manipulate for this showdown. I would now make the flash - it was just revenge for the Angels this serious human misstep. A false step that would plunge the creation of the Lord in darkness and chaos.

She spoke of how my choices were, it had so far let me come and he it would reward rich. But I did not listen, but was looking for a way to avert the disaster. At least I was before. However, instead of doing something, my eyes followed the blood of Lilith, which drew as led by an invisible hand on the cold stone floor, a blood-red symbol. Where were the angels now? Had they fled to the safety of the sky and punished humanity by passive bystanders? Was it revenge for all the vices of humanity? Lust, greed, sin, and as they were called? Or had she not also the power to stop what I raised in my impetuous levity had?

As I twist and turn - a little voice in my head whispered to me that it was unstoppable. Lucifer would pass through the gate and pull everything with it, which would oppose him. He would destroy all for which we had fought so long. Not only my soul would be among the victims. Oh no - the world as we know it would cease to exist after this night. And all because I had soiled my soul free will and betrayed, and even sold.

Say goodbye
As we dance with the devil tonight
Do not you dare look at him in the eye
As we dance with the devil tonight

Stunned, I stared at her. She, who was waiting with anticipation for the arrival of a lost angel. I should have known. But I had deceived me. From its beautiful form, the assertion that they, too, had once been a sentient human being and loving and all the other lies they had served me. Was any of it was real? I had preferred a demon to my brother and that was the price. A very high price, if one thought about that I had triggered the apocalypse. It was over. Here and now it was over and I could only selfish hope to see this night of death and to experience the power of Lucifer do not.

was at that moment the door to his efforts and a tiny glimmer of hope sprang up in me. Maybe there was no going back, maybe it was the rescue at the last second. I had told him, I decided against him and yet he was here to help me. Or did he run, what our father had once asked on his death bed? Stop me and thus save the world? At that moment I realized that it was still far from over. It had only just begun.

end

Midol And Cervical Mucus

Bücherwelten

Read ... unfortunately came in the all the stress is too short. But for that I would like to again take time. Not many books read across ... but will be on hand and read it from beginning to end. Read more here. Otherwise, my Amazon wish list still is bursting at the seams. And there are so many great books.

moment I read through three books:

Britannica & I (AJ Jacobs)
knowledge and fun in reading. Meanwhile, I am with U.

Moppel-I (Susanne Fröhlich)
spoke I'm so out of mind and courage.

Dead End Dating 5: Of course, love to bite (Kimberly Raye)
I love love this series.

And then there is still - bought very relevant today - the book "bite cries of" Mrs Meier * laughs *. Um, yes. This was an impulse purchase and I expect something funny. Here is the spine text:

There were three things which I was sure:

First, Edwarz was almost certainly my soul mate. Or not.

Secondly, a part of him - the part that is not absolutely thirsty for my blood - was a vampire.

And third ...

And third: Why does not the type to whine at last - and bites!

It sounds funny, and after twilight-funny version. Let's see what that is. I'm excited and looking forward:).