Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

➸ Being Turned ➸ Dean Winchester Part 1

You walk through the warehouse with an angel blade, borrowed from Cas, and you look for any vampires. You could hear raindrops drop through the hole infected roof. You look around for any slight movement, but to no avail you see nothing.

Dean and Sam along with Castiel are outside waiting for your signal to come in. You're a new recruit, taken off the streets, say as you will. So no vampire would know you have backup. Well that's your guys plan anyway.

You see a slight flicker of a shadow or someone running fast, a vampire. You slowly walk towards it but then you get slammed into the ground. You try to make a cry for help but the wind in knocked out of you. You struggle to stand up again but then the quick running vampire knocks you down again.

Finally after bouncing you around the vampire stops but climbing on top of you. You could feel its breath on your face as you look into its dead cold eyes. You breathe heavy and try to catch your breath. You grip the angel blade tight, that's somehow still in your hand after you being a rag doll.

"You'll be a nice meal, love. I like them still alive when I eat them." He open his mouth and his vampire sharp teeth come out. He holds both of your arms down tight and straddle your waist so you can't kick him off of you. He brings his face closer to your neck and then you start to get worried.

"Now! Now!" You try to yell as loud as you can and tears gather in your eyes. You don't want to become a vampire. You don't want to drink blood to live, you'd rather die. After you scream for help you hiss out a breath. You must of bruised or broke a rib when you were being tossed around.

"God dammit, guys. Come on." You whisper to yourself and start wiggling around trying to get his nasty teeth away from your skin. His teeth graze over your neck and one tooth punctures the skin and you scream. You scream so loud you are sure the boys can hear you.

You still scream as he starts to grip onto your neck with his teeth. He let's go of your neck and you try to catch a breath but then he cuts himself and shoves his wrist into your mouth. You try not to swallow any of his blood and try to spit it out but you know you're a goner.

"Stay still!" The vampire hisses out and then starts chowing on your neck. You scream again and again but then he hits a nerve or something in your neck and you scream bloody hell.

You now could hear now the stomping of heavy boots on concrete. Then the vampire whips its head up and darts off you. You get up to your knees, like you're praying, and use the last of your strength to throw the angel blade after him. You see the blade fly through the air and hit him in the back of the head. You smile weakly. "Take that you bastard." You whisper then try to get up off the ground.

You bend down on all fours and you feel arms wrap around your shoulders. The hands pick you up while turning you around to lay you on their chest. You look up and see Dean. You smile a bloody toothy smile and cough up more blood.

"Hey, not bad for a newbie huh?" You whisper out. Dean gives you a weak smile and his eyes sparkled with unshed tears. He grips you tight and stares, just stares at you for a minute.

"Hey, you'll be alright. Shh, I know how to fix this. I'll fix this." He whispers to you and your vision starts to get blurry.

You turn your head to the left to try to see Sam or Cas and hiss out a breathe. Dean grips your shoulders tighter. You can see Cas pull his angel blade out of the vampire's head and Sam is kneeling next to you and Dean, which you just noticed. You see Sam's lips move and Cas comes over to you with his lips moving, but you can't hear them. You look back at Dean and see his chest heaving up and down. His lips are moving and you know he is trying to calm you down while he is crying. You start to feel your chest swell at the look of Dean Winchester, the man you love, cry for you.

You feel yourself slipping away and your breaths became shallower. It's hard to breathe for you now, it's work to breathe. No more y/n, you think as you struggle to take another breath. You look up at Dean with tears rolling down his cheeks, his worried eyes and take one more struggled shallow breath. Then everything goes black.

➸ Edited.