[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

The driver had an unusually young and handsome face, with impeccable features, and a pair of hazel green eyes with jewel luster.Such a beautiful young man almost only needs a slightly frivolous smirk to win the girls' hearts, and his broken eyes and bloodless lips at this time can make the girls' hearts break for him.

If Sam was here, he would definitely recognize that this young man who seemed to be alive after a catastrophe and still couldn't get rid of the fear before death was his protective older brother, Dean Winchester, the eldest son of the Winchester family , a high school dropout who hunts evil creatures with his father.

Although he was only four years older than Sam, he was already a very experienced demon hunter and had a good reputation in the circle of demon hunters.

It took a full five minutes for Dean Winchester to stop shaking with his hands gripping the steering wheel.He took a deep breath, restarted the car, and parked the car back on the side of the highway.

After finishing all this, Dean pushed open the door, quickly walked around to the back of the impala, and opened the trunk of the car.He lifted off the brown-black felt cloth in the trunk, revealing a large pile of things underneath that could arouse the vigilance of others.

Guns and ammunition are the most common, long swords and short daggers are of different shapes, and there are various bottles and cans. These are the weapons and equipment used by Dean to hunt dark creatures.

With a tense expression, Dean pulled out an ancient cross from the trunk and wrapped it around his wrist, and then a portable silver flagon. He unscrewed the cap and took a big gulp into his mouth.

Of course, Dean would not do drunk driving, which is purely courting death.What is contained in this flagon is not wine, but holy water.

After pouring two mouthfuls of holy water into his mouth in one breath, Dean held his breath slightly, and then splashed the remaining holy water in the flagon on his face.

wow-

Cool.

Dean raised his hand to wipe his face, and felt it silently, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

But perhaps the biggest anomaly is the lack of it.

Dean pursed his lips tightly, and Fu found a five-inch silver knife from the trunk.He held the silver knife in one hand, and the blade was pressed against his forearm. With just one click, the sharp blade pierced the skin of Dean's forearm.

Hot blood dripped down the blade, but it didn't end there.In the dim light created by the headlights, Dean's hazel green eyes shone with coldness and coldness.He held the knife steadily, and using the sharp tip of the knife as a pen, he began to draw on the skin of his forearm.

Not long after, a bloody incantation pattern was outlined.

Dean examined the pattern he had just drawn, sheathed the knife, and grabbed the bruised wound.As if he couldn't feel the twitching of the muscles and the pain that was constantly transmitted to the brain, Dean's expression was tense, his lips closed, and he quickly chanted the spell.

If there is a demon hunter like him, from time to time, he is dragged into a beautiful illusion by a lamp spirit and almost sucked dry, or is thrown into the past or future by an angel and forced to bear those powerless fates, for Screening his own existence and whether his surroundings are illusory, a person like him who doesn't like to recite long and complicated spells will grit his teeth and engrave such a spell in his heart.

This is exactly the lesson of blood and tears.

After Dean gritted his teeth and recited the lengthy and obscure incantation, he slowly opened his eyes. It was still on the Junipero Serra highway, next to his beloved Chevrolet Impala, and the past memories in his mind were still reminding him ——

It is now October 2005, 10, and my father disappeared while hunting demons alone, leaving him only an unclear voice message.And Dean, after the initial panic and anxiety settled down, he decided to follow the information left by his father to Jericho City, California.

What a coincidence, at this time Sam's Stanford University was on his way to Jericho, San Jose, California, and Stanford University was only more than 20 miles away from San Jose, and it took only half an hour to drive.

Yes, Sam, his brother, an ex-witcher who also bleeds the blood of Winchester.When their father may be in danger, who can go with Dean to find him and continue the unfinished business of the Winchester family?

Sam, of course it was Sam, it could only be Sam.

So, after Dean arrived in Palo Alto in the middle of the night, even though he never entered the house where Sam was renting, and Sam, who was studying abroad, never contacted him, he still knew the way. He groped his way into his house, startling his little brother.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Dean realized that Sam was getting farther and farther away from him.

His Sammy is no longer the little boy who wandered with them and would be angry and depressed because of constantly changing schools. After he resolutely left home four years ago and came to Stanford, a famous university in the United States to study and live, he The shadow of the witcher on his body faded away, as if he and they had become people of two worlds.

It was like when Dean quietly came to Stanford on Sam's 20th birthday two years ago, and then found that the little boy who was so quiet in the crowd that he almost didn't exist had become a man of the university.Even though he didn't deliberately pursue these things, the loving and admiring eyes of those around him pushed him to that position.

He knew that Sammy was just that good.

Many times, Dean's thick skin allows him to freely enter and exit any occasion, whether it is a high-end reception or a noisy bar, he can ignore the initial rejection of others, smile freely, and then capture the hearts of girls.

As for the men, who cares how they feel.

But that time, Dean lowered his head and sniffed the smell of gunfire that was still on his cuffs - he can't blame him, he just drove here overnight after finishing the monster - well, not so Perfect for Sam's birthday party.It just so happened that his father called him and informed him of the location of the next witch hunt, and Dean left there almost relieved.

He couldn't let his father know that he came to see Sam, and the war between the two of them was in full swing. For two full years, his father never mentioned Sam, and Sam never called them once.Although he hopes that their family can be together, even Dean, who thinks he is rough and thick, doesn't want to try such a thing as a gun collision.

Today, two years later, it seems like a godsend opportunity, a chance for him to win back his brother and relatives, Dean almost can't wait to choose to drive to Palo Alto.Dean didn't think Sam would turn him down, even though he might...probably still be stuck with college, but they were family, and of course families were meant to be together.

As Dean expected, although Sam didn't want to touch the witch hunt again, and repeatedly emphasized that he has a law school interview next Monday and becoming a lawyer is his dream, but he still got on the Impala, just like It used to be like that, embarking on a journey with him.

Dean never thought that Sam could get rid of the brand of Winchester and become a real [-]-to-[-] lawyer, but after the witch hunt ended, Dean still kept the agreement and sent him back to Paris. Rooto city.

Dean was not disappointed, because in Dean's view at that time, hunting monsters, saving human beings, Winchester's family business, they are doing the right thing, they are heroes.Even if they have no other choice and can't live a normal life, but he is 26 years old, and he is too old to suffer from this fucking life.

He made the decision many years ago and did not allow himself to regret it.

However, what he didn't expect was that when Sam returned to the rental house, the nightmare came.

Those bloody demon brutes burned Sam's girlfriend, Jessica Moore, right in front of Sam's face, just like they killed their mother 22 years ago.

Dean watched Sam, who had lost his love, return to his demon hunting team, with hatred for the group of demons. The Winchester family's hatred for demons, in addition to the mother's blood feud, Jessica Mu Seoul's death.

Dean never said it, until the demons showed up and triumphantly told them that Sam's life was planned by them long before he was born, whether it was Sam's love with Jessica Moore or Jessica Moore's death was all part of their plan... Until then, Dean didn't let go of his guilt a little bit.

Even though Sam never mentioned it, and Dean didn't, there was something in him that felt like he had brought bad luck to Sam.He even couldn't help thinking, if he didn't go to Sam on this day, would Sam's life be different?

...well, not likely, because that bunch of fucking angels and demons have been staring at them.

From the premeditated apocalypse, to Leviathan ravaging the world, to the breaking of darkness... BOOM!Everything is over, completely, whether it is heaven or hell, as well as this not-so-good world, all will be destroyed, once and for all.

"What a damn fate!"

Dean couldn't help but cursed in a low voice. He glanced at his bloody forearm, stretched out his hand and pulled off the wound medicine and bandage, and quickly treated the wound with his hands and feet.

Fate never let him and Sam go.

In order to save Sam's life, he traded his soul to the crossroads demon. When the time limit expired, he was dragged to hell by the dogs of hell. After 30 years of torture in hell, he finally succumbed to the demons in collapse. .

Dean only hated that he couldn't die completely in hell.

As a result, his submission fell into the hands of the demons, and the first seal that sealed Lucifer was opened, and then it got out of hand, the seals were broken one after another, and the whole world was in chaos.

Out of hell, he and Sam fight desperately to prevent the seal from breaking and the apocalypse.A demon who claims to have a heart makes Sam think that killing Lilith, the first demon in the world, can prevent Lucifer from getting out of the cage. Who knows that all this is a lie, Lilith is the last seal, Lilith's death Symbolizes the breaking of the last seal.

Lucifer is free, and the apocalypse has officially arrived.