[ a lot of time has passed in everybody's fucked world, since dean last saw sylar. it was inevitable, in the hellish world that was the post-divine showdown, that despite his best efforts, he and samifer would cross paths again.
after all. his brother was still in there somewhere.
it hadn't gone well. lucifer had come looking to crush whatever spirit to resist might still lie buried in dean's soul, and instead been delighted by the change he'd seen in him. the darkness that had been devouring him slowly as his hope flickered out.
it wasn't enough for lucifer. he wanted to accelerate it.
of course he went after sylar. maybe he was part of the reason for dean's slow descent into becoming the kind of monster he's fought for so long, but he was also one of his only remaining emotional bonds.
he'd made dean watch, as he ripped him apart with a blast of light, from which he'd assured dean there was no coming back.
so naturally, his reaction to see the other man across the wrecked and rundown street in what was once kansas city, is to realize that he's either snapped or being fucked with.
doesn't keep him from staring in anguish, even as he draws his knife. ] Stay the hell back.
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after all. his brother was still in there somewhere.
it hadn't gone well. lucifer had come looking to crush whatever spirit to resist might still lie buried in dean's soul, and instead been delighted by the change he'd seen in him. the darkness that had been devouring him slowly as his hope flickered out.
it wasn't enough for lucifer. he wanted to accelerate it.
of course he went after sylar. maybe he was part of the reason for dean's slow descent into becoming the kind of monster he's fought for so long, but he was also one of his only remaining emotional bonds.
he'd made dean watch, as he ripped him apart with a blast of light, from which he'd assured dean there was no coming back.
so naturally, his reaction to see the other man across the wrecked and rundown street in what was once kansas city, is to realize that he's either snapped or being fucked with.
doesn't keep him from staring in anguish, even as he draws his knife. ] Stay the hell back.