You are my sin uncrowned poem

21

After Dean left the church, the bishop went downstairs to the nave after reading his papers. Sam was baptizing someone, and the atmosphere in the church was quiet and solemn.Lighting the candles, the baptized middle-aged man completed the final candle ceremony. Sam gently stroked his forehead and whispered his blessings.

Before he left, he bowed politely to Sam, turned and walked towards the door, and his family also got up and left, following him.Among them was a boy whose footsteps were light and cheerful at his age.When the teenager was about to walk out of the main hall, another young couple walked in from the outside.The boy passed them by. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the young woman's arm, and while she and her husband were looking at her in astonishment, he grabbed her front skirt, and the tip of his nose slid down the collarbone to his jaw.

The woman suddenly let out a scream of pain, her body twisted in a weird posture, and kept twitching, which frightened her husband.The man shouted and tried to pull away the weird boy, but the boy just raised his hand and pushed him far away, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.

This scene stunned everyone in the church.The priests and deacons opened their mouths and forgot to respond for a moment.Only Sam, who had seen the devil, suddenly reacted. He quickly tore off the cross on his neck and threw it into the consecrated water used in baptism. The frightened crowd, who had already lost their minds, grabbed the boy by the neck and dragged him away from the woman, then ran and dragged him to the door of the church.

Sam pressed the boy's body firmly against the wall, grasped the cross and pressed it firmly on top of his head, reciting the bible quickly.

The demon-possessed teenager writhed and struggled under Sam's palm, the cross soaked in holy water caused him pain, and the bible was like a string tightening his internal organs.He raised his hands in pain, opened Sam's fingers one by one, and suddenly pressed his palms against Sam's stomach.

An unknown pain seized Sam's body, making him feel as if he was being dismembered with a huge saw, and something seemed to be cracked open and slowly turned into incomplete pieces.

Resisting the abnormal pain, Sam strangled the young man by the neck again and dragged him out of the church. Before he could greet the guards outside the church, he drew out the dagger from one of them and thrust it horizontally into the young man's neck.He threw the young man into the sun with all his might, rushed over and pressed the cross on top of his head, pressing him to recite scriptures continuously.

The demon's struggle became weaker and weaker, until finally, a puff of black smoke burst out from the wound on the side of the boy's neck, and quickly rose into the sky under the terrified gazes of passers-by.

Sam still didn't dare to relax, he was still panting and pressed firmly on the young man, holding the cross on top of his head with one hand, and pressing firmly on his chest that was no longer heaving.Blood gushed out from the wound on the boy's neck, and slowly flowed along the patterned depressions on the stone slabs in the square outside the church, and also stained the hem of Sam's white robe.

Everyone was petrified.

Including the guard who was forced to lend Sam the short sword.

No one dared to go near Sam.

The flow of time suddenly became extremely slow, only the heartbeat was unusually fast.The surroundings seemed to be frozen by something, without any sound. Sam swallowed forcefully, the weird pain just now dissipated, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably.His hands felt cold and heavy, as if they were no longer hands but weapons made of metal.

He didn't know how long he had maintained this stiff posture, and he didn't know who made the first sound after a long period of silence. It was only when he finally found a trace of temperature and consciousness belonging to his limbs that he realized that Everyone around was looking at him with terrified eyes.

Including the family members of the teenagers who followed.

--Maybe what they fear is not him, but the boy, the devil.

Wordlessly, Sam drew the dagger from the boy's neck, stood up, grabbed his cross and walked towards the guard at the church door step by step, returning the weapon still dripping with blood to him.The guard first subconsciously straightened his waist, then reached out to take the dagger while peeping at Sam.

People's reactions are still to be expected.The decision of the knights to bring the demon out of the city yesterday was correct, but without the assistance of others at this time, it would be difficult for Sam to quickly bring the demon out of here by himself.Compared with people's panic, he chose to exorcise.

It is the devil that people are afraid of.

But only Sam himself didn't realize it. When he drew his sword and pierced the boy's neck just now, he was so calm and indifferent that he didn't look like a person who fears life and fears killing.

Warriors get that look when they kill, but normal people shouldn't.This is not even the same as people who use slaughter for fun. Their emotions become crazy and uncontrollable when they kill, because the pleasure of killing stimulates them and allows them to obtain the satisfaction that they are superior to other lives.

Not so with Sam.

The teen's family stood outside the church door as the deacon who had just baptized their family members killed their loved ones.Shock and grief hung over everyone's face like a black cloud, and fear and hatred crawled over everyone's body like a spider with slender legs and feet.

Some of them couldn't hold back at last, the boy's father roared with tears in his eyes, rushed over and grabbed Sam by the lapel, and punched him on the chin. Sam was caught off guard by a punch, took a few steps back, got caught by the boy's body behind his feet, and fell onto the blood-soaked stone slab.

"You killed him!"

No.

That's the devil.

Sam shakes his head.He saw the red-eyed middle-aged man rushing over again, sideways avoiding the fist.

The boy's soul has been devoured by demons.

He has just baptized people and used holy water to wash away the original sins of others. God should protect all those who believe in Him, but why does the devil appear in the church? It wants to tear the soul of another human being in full view. If he does not Drive it out, and one more soul will be devoured.

But Sam couldn't tell the bereaved man the truth and his trade-offs.

People have the right to be sad and angry about the death of a loved one.

The guards at the church door followed the bishop's order and grabbed the middle-aged man, but more people rushed towards Sam.The square outside the church suddenly became chaotic, and the sound drowned out the bishop's order to disperse the crowd.

Suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and the knights rode their horses into the crowd. They held the reins and skillfully dispersed the gathered crowd. Bobby yelled "Get out of the way" on the horse to disperse the people who were still standing in front of his horse, and Chuck rode the horse from the end and hurried over, almost tripping over the stirrups when he dismounted.Under the guard of the knights, he rushed to the corpse. Looking at the crowd staring at him, he shrank his neck, leaned over and put his finger on the forehead of the corpse.

"There are soul fragments, it's a demon." He turned to report to Bobby.

Bobby nodded, and was about to get off his horse when another man rode into the square.His short blond hair glistened in the sun, and he pulled the reins tight so that the black steed stood between Sam and the others.Glancing down at Sam to make sure he's okay, Dean smiled and teased, "It's not too bad, huh?"

"Not too bad," Sam muttered, his jaw hurting instantly.He's a little concerned about Dean finding out he's been punched, but he's not that weak, he just won't fight back.Just like that time when he was punched unconscious by Dean, if he hadn't had any defense against Dean, Dean wouldn't have been able to get it so easily.

He subtly doesn't want to be taken lightly by Dean.

But by the looks of it, Dean still saw it.

When the knights patrolling the streets heard that the chief deacon had killed a boy in the square outside the church, they immediately turned their horses and galloped towards the church. Sam is the younger brother of the grand master, they trust the grand master, so they also trust Sam.

The arrival of the knights slightly changed the chaotic situation in front of the church.Immediately, Dean glanced at the bishop standing behind the guards, and after nodding to him, Dean glanced around the crowd, and finally fixed his eyes on the group of people who looked like the family members of the deceased.

"Your family, the soul has been devoured by the devil, and the skin has been occupied. If it wasn't for a sudden act of hurting others, no one would have noticed the existence of the devil--before today, your relatives have been killed by the devil. Sam just It was the exorcism I taught him, the demon has been exorcised, and he has kept you safe." Dean announced loudly.For a long time, no one spoke again.

"He killed my son!" Only the boy's father was still complaining.He was held up by the guards, but he struggled desperately.

Dean glanced down at Sam.

"It was a demon who killed your son!" Dean turned his head and yelled, "If I was here just now, if anyone from our paladins were here just now, they would have done that! And we will use the identity of a paladin , Use our sword to make you only dare to cry bitterly and dare not do anything!" He said as he got off his horse, strode up to the man, asked the guards to let him go, and then grabbed his shirt tightly, "I implore you not to try to use your sword. You judge us with narrow kindness. The devil is a thing that God despises, but you are angry because of it and committed original sin. Do you want Sam to baptize you again?"

The word "original sin" made the man flinch suddenly.The angry pupils quickly withered in his eyes, only the sadness still lingered.His anger towards Sam was to vent his anger. Everyone saw the black smoke, but he couldn't accept that his son had already been swallowed by the demon.

It's not like Dean can't understand the pain of losing a loved one, he lost his mother, he lost his father in battle, and he's crying for the loss of his loved ones, but those aren't the same.

Dean let go of the man, turned to look at the boy's body, and crossed himself across his chest.

TBC