“When tomorrow comes, I’ll be on my own. Feeling frightened of the things that I don’t know. And though the road is long, I look up to the sky and in the dark I found, lost hope that I won’t fly. ”
“This journal goes to whoever find it. This is your legacy. Take care of it, read it, learn it, feel it. And always look in the shadows. Today marks the last day of the hunters. I don’t know what will happen, but if one day things go back to the way it was, if the world I know destroys yours, use this to save it. Always remember that there is always hope, always a light, that a home is not a place but a feeling, that blood doesn’t makes you family, helping people isn’t a waste of time, and that no matter what happens, faith is bigger than God and than anything else.
I hope that if you read this you thinks I’m crazy, this means that I did my job.
Have a great life. This is my cue to leave.”
You stand up and walk to Sam and Dean. Then people you thought you’d never see again were in front of you.
John: You’ve carried on enough.
Bobby: You can have peace because now you’re done.
Castiel: Lay your weary head to rest.
Crowley: You don’t have to cry anymore.
Tears were running down your face, of the three of you. You stand up and take your gun.
The three of you finally lay your weary heads to rest, and greeted death like an old friend. Smile on your face, you were finally relived and happy. In peace.
Marking the end of the hunters world. Being legends kids will hear from their parents, parents you saved.