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britomart_is. Sam/Dean, het, NC17, 4500 words.
Summary: The Antichrist needs an heir.
End of the world fic. Lucifer vs the Antichrist.
I didn't think I could read this at first because of the OFC and the much dreaded second person POV, but despite myself I was captivated right from the start by the stark and vivid description of the protagonist scavenging for food in an abandoned Wal-Mart store, so vivid that I could hear the sound of cans thudding into her shopping cart, can see her pushing it down the aisle, maneuvering around the fallen cans on the floor, one wheel squeaking, flashlight held in her hand. I could feel her desperately trying to hold on to the good things left in a world gone wrong.
And I love the Sam and Dean in this story as seen through the eyes of the girl, how Sam had no eyes for anybody but Dean, how Dean was the lifeline between Sam and humanity.
Legend says—and you gotta take that with a grain of salt, because legend says a lot of things lately—that Lucifer was supposed to wield the Antichrist as his weapon. To use him to cut out the heart of humanity. The Antichrist, apparently, didn't take too kindly to being wielded. If there's one thing you've all learned quite well, it's not to piss off the Antichrist. He may not be actively trying to eradicate the human race, but motherfucker's got a temper. Mob of hunters in West Virginia learned that the hard way, you hear. Not much of West Virginia left anymore.
A very intriguing and fascinating take on the apocalypse!
britomart_is. Sam/Dean, het, NC17, 4500 words.Summary: The Antichrist needs an heir.
End of the world fic. Lucifer vs the Antichrist.
I didn't think I could read this at first because of the OFC and the much dreaded second person POV, but despite myself I was captivated right from the start by the stark and vivid description of the protagonist scavenging for food in an abandoned Wal-Mart store, so vivid that I could hear the sound of cans thudding into her shopping cart, can see her pushing it down the aisle, maneuvering around the fallen cans on the floor, one wheel squeaking, flashlight held in her hand. I could feel her desperately trying to hold on to the good things left in a world gone wrong.
And I love the Sam and Dean in this story as seen through the eyes of the girl, how Sam had no eyes for anybody but Dean, how Dean was the lifeline between Sam and humanity.
Legend says—and you gotta take that with a grain of salt, because legend says a lot of things lately—that Lucifer was supposed to wield the Antichrist as his weapon. To use him to cut out the heart of humanity. The Antichrist, apparently, didn't take too kindly to being wielded. If there's one thing you've all learned quite well, it's not to piss off the Antichrist. He may not be actively trying to eradicate the human race, but motherfucker's got a temper. Mob of hunters in West Virginia learned that the hard way, you hear. Not much of West Virginia left anymore.
A very intriguing and fascinating take on the apocalypse!
