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tamingthemuseTitle: A Study in Monotony [ficlet]
Fandom: Supernatural
Prompt: 364 - dystopia
Warning: Season 5 canon AU, as explored in The End.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~590
Summary: Dean says no, Sam says yes, and the whole world goes to shit.
Disclaimer: As always, I own nothing.
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Dean was on the trail of a shapeshifter in Chicago when he got the call from Bobby. Weird things cropping up all around the US, even the fringier hunters calling in to report the bizarre experiences they'd had or witnessed – entire small towns overcome with insanity and rage and murderous tendencies. Friends turning on each other, husbands on wives, parents on children, entire congregations on themselves. Bobby asked if it reminded Dean of anything, and he barely remembered relaying the Croatoan incident in Oregon to Bobby what must've been six years prior.
Containment started soon after that, the designation of safe zones. Dean's with Bobby in Sioux Falls when the bigger cities start falling to the virus. It's an epidemic with no hope for a cure.
Bobby gets word, just before the phone lines and cell towers go down, from a small faction of hunters taking over the abandoned Camp Guernsey in Wyoming, and he and Dean have been invited to join their ranks. Dean promises to get Bobby there, if he wants, but Dean's got Cas to find and the Colt to track down. Not to mention Lucifer on the loose.
But Bobby's not afraid, won't be driven from his own house by something that can be killed.
Dean makes it a point to check out the newly-named Camp Chitaqua because, nowadays, it's not a bad idea to have a Plan B to fall back on. He introduces himself around to the hunters he doesn't know, tries to get back into the good graces of the ones he does, and sticks around long enough to help set up a razor-wire-topped chainlink fence before he's headed back out again. He always makes sure to stop and check in when a tip leads him nearby, does what he can to help on quick missions so the guys in charge don't grow distrustful of him.
Of course, when the camp leaders fail to return after a supply run to Denver, it's Dean's experience and the general, possibly misplaced, faith the rest of the camp has in him that leads to their request for him to stay. He begrudgingly accepts on the condition they let him go back for Bobby.
He's surprised to find Bobby with a new housemate in the form of a mojoless Cas. As much as Bobby doesn't want to leave, he agrees that there are benefits to the setup at Camp Chitaqua.
During his first month in the role of leader, Dean leads three successful raids on Denver. Traveling outside the safe zones is a risky business, but the Croats keep mostly inside city limits where it's easier to find their prey sneaking through the chainlink fences. But Dean had been on his own for a while, so he's gotten pretty good at avoiding Croats and the heavy military presence guarding safe zone perimeters and he manages to get all of his people in and out with no injury and no one gets infected, either.
He doesn't hunt anymore, outside of Croats, focuses on keeping his people safe and keeping an ear out for news on Lucifer and the Colt. He falls asleep in the same bed every night, wakes up with the same regrets every morning. He could've stopped this mess they're in, this mess the world's become. It's all because of him and Sam, and the goddamn angels.
Sometimes it's a struggle just to keep going, but he's got people counting on him. Dean keeps going because they do.
It's a monotonous existence, but it's an existence nonetheless.
Fandom: Supernatural
Prompt: 364 - dystopia
Warning: Season 5 canon AU, as explored in The End.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~590
Summary: Dean says no, Sam says yes, and the whole world goes to shit.
Disclaimer: As always, I own nothing.
Dean was on the trail of a shapeshifter in Chicago when he got the call from Bobby. Weird things cropping up all around the US, even the fringier hunters calling in to report the bizarre experiences they'd had or witnessed – entire small towns overcome with insanity and rage and murderous tendencies. Friends turning on each other, husbands on wives, parents on children, entire congregations on themselves. Bobby asked if it reminded Dean of anything, and he barely remembered relaying the Croatoan incident in Oregon to Bobby what must've been six years prior.
Containment started soon after that, the designation of safe zones. Dean's with Bobby in Sioux Falls when the bigger cities start falling to the virus. It's an epidemic with no hope for a cure.
Bobby gets word, just before the phone lines and cell towers go down, from a small faction of hunters taking over the abandoned Camp Guernsey in Wyoming, and he and Dean have been invited to join their ranks. Dean promises to get Bobby there, if he wants, but Dean's got Cas to find and the Colt to track down. Not to mention Lucifer on the loose.
But Bobby's not afraid, won't be driven from his own house by something that can be killed.
Dean makes it a point to check out the newly-named Camp Chitaqua because, nowadays, it's not a bad idea to have a Plan B to fall back on. He introduces himself around to the hunters he doesn't know, tries to get back into the good graces of the ones he does, and sticks around long enough to help set up a razor-wire-topped chainlink fence before he's headed back out again. He always makes sure to stop and check in when a tip leads him nearby, does what he can to help on quick missions so the guys in charge don't grow distrustful of him.
Of course, when the camp leaders fail to return after a supply run to Denver, it's Dean's experience and the general, possibly misplaced, faith the rest of the camp has in him that leads to their request for him to stay. He begrudgingly accepts on the condition they let him go back for Bobby.
He's surprised to find Bobby with a new housemate in the form of a mojoless Cas. As much as Bobby doesn't want to leave, he agrees that there are benefits to the setup at Camp Chitaqua.
During his first month in the role of leader, Dean leads three successful raids on Denver. Traveling outside the safe zones is a risky business, but the Croats keep mostly inside city limits where it's easier to find their prey sneaking through the chainlink fences. But Dean had been on his own for a while, so he's gotten pretty good at avoiding Croats and the heavy military presence guarding safe zone perimeters and he manages to get all of his people in and out with no injury and no one gets infected, either.
He doesn't hunt anymore, outside of Croats, focuses on keeping his people safe and keeping an ear out for news on Lucifer and the Colt. He falls asleep in the same bed every night, wakes up with the same regrets every morning. He could've stopped this mess they're in, this mess the world's become. It's all because of him and Sam, and the goddamn angels.
Sometimes it's a struggle just to keep going, but he's got people counting on him. Dean keeps going because they do.
It's a monotonous existence, but it's an existence nonetheless.
