✨*Dean's Point Of View*✨

I was aching with frustration until I looked at Tony and his stupid self. He reminds me so much of my little Bambi. I couldn't help but soften my gaze at him.

"What are you saying, Dean?" Tony asked, worry seeping out of his eyes. It pained me to see this guy worry so much. He's not going to make it in this war if he's soft.

"I'm going to save Silvia-"

"Dean! Her scent is strong! Imagine trying to stop yourself after you get a taste! I know you wouldn't hurt the girl, but you're inner beast can't stop you from killing her." Tony told me bluntly, a slight fear in his voice.

I knew what he meant. Closing my eyes, slipping out an agitated sigh. "I know." My voice sounded raspy, lost.
"That's why you'll pull me away if I lose control." I finally told him, opening my eyes to look at him with a serious face.

He had a poker face, he was so calm now. "Okay." He empathized each letter as he shrugs slightly and walks over.

The fuck? He was so worried a minute ago now he's chill. Strange. I just stare at him, so confused. "Less staring, dude. I've got you." He smiles crookedly.

Nodding without further delay, I lean down to reveal Silvia's neck. It was a perfect soft, pale color.

Her brown hair seemed so mangled just a bit. It was so cute... "Don't worry Silvia, I'm going to save you." I choked out, fighting the urge to cry.

Until she spoke weakly.

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"Dean?" I open my eyes tiredly to see him baring his fangs and headed towards my –neck?!

"Dean... What are you doing?!" I weakly protest, but it was no use.

I went to move my legs, but only one moved, causing the other one to flare up in a fiery, aching pain that spreads quickly everywhere.

"A-Augh.." I whine as I give up. Why fight this anymore? My heart beat was hollow, my brain was pounding against my skull. I was dying. "Dean... I'm... I-I-I'm so sorry..." I whisper now.

"No. Shut up." He growls and looks me dead in the eye, passion burning in his eyes as he clung to hope. He gritted his teeth, holding back tears. Why is he so attached to me? I'm a worthless human, I'm not exciting or anything. Why...

Why does... He care...

Everything is going silent: I can't see, why is his voice fading?...

“Silvia,... I'll never....let you go... I'm a selfish creature... I love you, I've waited years for you; I am not letting you just leave me all alone again...”

His voice was nothing but a soft echo as his words tugged at my struggling heart. I couldn't make out his words anymore, they were slurring together and fading along with his touch.

At least I can die, knowing someone truly loved me. I felt a smile tug across my numbing lips. That's a nice note to leave on, isn't it?

But Dean was right, he was selfish.

A slow nagging pain flared up in my neck, almost as I was trying to die in peace. The pain nagged more at my nerves and my tired brain.

Gradually, every so slowly, the pain arose almost like a charlie horse. Before I knew it, I was drowning in my own screams as my back arched upward, my chest bumping into Dean's.

“Dean! Stop! That's enough!” Tony's voice filled my burning thoughts. Make it stop! IT HURTS SO BAD!

I was thrashing in pain, trying to escape the flames that attacked my nerves, but the more I struggled, the faster the flame spreads throughout my body.

Tony's grunting could be heard as feet were dragged along the floor with Dean hissing. I couldn't open my eyes to look, I was paralyzed in the flames.

Nick's voice filled my range of hearing. “Shhhh! Silvia! I know it hurts, dear! That's the venom spreading through your body! Dean saved you, but the worst part isn't over. I'm so sorry. You're more sensitive than the other humans due to your blood being pure, so this won't end until weeks. Please, forgive Dean. He loves you so much, Silvia.” Nick tells me as he whispers the last part.

“Please don't hate him after you've turned, Silvia. You'll be stronger than all of us. Remember that, dear. Stay strong, the storm is almost over for you..” Nick's voice was that of a concerned father.

Yet again, his voice was lost in my screams as the burning flames devoured me, drowning me and making me sink under consciousness.

Was this what they all had to go through? Hell before the life ahead of being an immortal? Or somewhat like one.

Dean, why?

Why are you putting me through this hell??! I shout at the darkness as the flames around me softly kissed my unconscious skin.

Why is Doc so scared of me turning on them? Will I be a savage?

Even to the very one whom saved me?

Time will only tell.