How Do We Put Out the Fire?!
Death turned to the brothers and gave them a look saying, ‘you’re dead.’ The brothers knowing they were up against something that could kill them instantly. They put their hands up in surrender “We didn’t meant for him to get so worked up that he passed out.” Sam said. Dean could only nod his head keeping his eyes on Hadrian’s still form. Dean was trying to make sure Hadrian was breathing. Hadrian’s breathing was so shallow it was hard to discern whether or not he was breathing.
This was genuinely concerning to Dean. He pointed to Hadrian. Death turned around to face Hadrian who’s breathing was getting slower and slower. Death felt Hadrian’s life force start to slip away. He froze time and turned to the Winchester’s. “Go get me some Holy water!” He barked at the boys.
Bobby who was standing by the door moved quickly to reach inside his jacket and grabbed a flask. He uncapped it and threw it at Death. The water did nothing did not even touch him. See what Death does is nothing to the Holy water, he managed to turn away from the water. “This is not the time to throw Holy water at each other.” Death said to Bobby. “We can hash out our differences later. Once Hadrian is better and not around us.”
“What are you?!” Sam and Dean yelled at the same time.
“I am nothing and I am everything at the same time.” Death said. “I visit the young, the old, the happy, and the sad, creeping in the silence of the night. I never miss my appointment, and yet no one wants to meet me. I am not a king, but I wear a crown. In a dark alley or in open ground, I lay claim to the mighty and the low. I stand tall for those who have fallen, a silent sentinel. People pass me with somber faces, but seldom stop to say hello. Born from emotion, I grow stronger with time. Some fear me, some embrace me, but in the end, I embrace all. You can see me in the water, but I never get wet. I follow you to the end, yet I never was at the beginning. What am I? I have no heart, but I break daily. I am not a doctor, but I can stop pains. I am not a judge, but I can give sentences.” Death smiled at the boys who looked very confused. It wasn’t until Hadrian gave a weak sounding squeak that they fell out of their stupor.