[ WP ] You tell Death that you will never tire of living no matter how long you live . It makes you a bet that you will and thus grants you true immortality . You 've just lived through the second death of the universe and show no sign of stopping . Death is baffled .

My old enemy came to visit me again. He comes to check up on me every now and again. He likes to see if I'm tired of our game yet. Every time he leaves disappointed. To be quite honest, I have lost count the number of times we have done this. Every time I see him though, it reignites my the fire I have for this game. He has believed he could beat me since we first began. 
 
 `` Ah, Dean. I knew it was only a matter of time before I saw you again.'' he told me as I lay in a pool of my own blood. I do n't remember seeing the dagger that pierced my heart, but I sure remember the feel of it. After all this time, the slicing sharp pain remains a vivid memory. 
 
 `` You and your brother have caused me more trouble than any other being in existence. You have managed to screw with me for the last time. I have a bet for you though.'' he said with his hollow voice. A bet? Hell, I could never turn down a bet. 
 
 `` You have avoided me so many times that it seems pointless to keep chasing you. As such, I have decided to grant you immortality under one condition.'' At the time, immortality seemed like a dream come true. Anything to keep living and fight. His one condition had me slightly worried though. 
 
 `` What's the condition?'' I asked with more worry in my voice than I wanted to show. 
 
 `` As soon as you grow tired of living I get your soul. Not Heaven, nor Hell. Me. I will gladly put your soul in a glass jar on my mantle.'' 
 
 `` That's it?! When I get tired of living, I die?'' I asked him incredulously. 
 
 `` No Dean. You wo n't die. Dying is a signal to the end of a life. Your life is already over. You will simply cease to exist.'' he said with more force than before. I think I actually insulted him. 
 
 `` So how is this gon na work, huh? Just gon na let me go and wait for me to cry uncle?'' I asked him point-blank. 
 
 `` Do *Not* be rude Dean. I am Death. I can do what I will whenever I want. No one has the power to stop my me.'' he told me, seemingly pissed off that I questioned him. 
 
 `` But yes. that is technically correct. But know this. You will live forever. You will watch everyone that you know and love die and rot away.'' he explained to me. 
 
 `` Fine, Death. I accept your bet. May the best man....er... *being* win.'' As soon as I accepted his offer, he was gone and I was healed.It was n't too long before the first shock of this new immortality hit me. It started just like any other case. It was n't long though before we were knee deep in demons. 
 
 By this time, I had been `` killed'' many times. My brother suspected that something was seriously different. And before you even ask, No. I sure as hell did n't tell him what had happened with Death. 
 
 Before we went into the mansion I told him to go one way, into what I thought was safety, while I went on the real search for the king of hell. What did I care? Nothing could kill me! I should've known he would n't listen. As soon as I heard him cry out in pain, I felt a twinge in my heart. Something terrible had just happened. As I rushed all around trying to find him, something in me flared up. When I turned the next corner, there he was. My little brother, with blood all over the walls and ceilings around us. He was on the floor, blood pouring out of him. 
 
 `` NO! SAMMY!!'' I shouted, killing the lone demon standing over him. `` Why did n't you go search where I asked you to?!'' 
 
 `` I could n't let you do it all on your own. You're my brother, Dean. I had to help.'' he told me with blood pooling in the corner of his mouth. 
 
 `` But I had this! Why did you rush in?'' 
 
 `` I wo n't leave you Dean. I love you, even if you are a jerk.'' 
 
 `` Shut up, bitch. We're getting you out of here and patched up.'' I told him with tears starting to come down like rain. 
 
 `` You ca n't save me this time. You need to get out of here and let me go. I'm ready.'' As soon as those words left his mouth, a white light flashed and he was gone. I knew Death had ripped him from my hands and taken him from me. 
 
 `` Not going to lie, I completely lost it. Time lost all meaning to me. It could have been a day or years. I went after every demon I could find. I killed every last one of them. Hunted them all down. In my mind, what good was immortality if I could n't use it? After the demons fell by my hand, then came the Angels. Those bastards were just as much responsible for his death as the demons. They used us for years just to try and bring about the apocalypse. Then they screwed with us for even longer after we stopped it. Cas was the first one to die. I stabbed him in one of the many drunken rages I had. After I was done with everything, Death dropped by. 
 
 `` You alone have nearly destroyed all balance in your world. Souls are lost, not able to cross over because there is nothing left for them to cross too! Do you have the slightest inkling of what you have done?? I am have to reset everything!'' he yelled, pissed off at what had happened. `` This all started because YOU let your brother die. I just have one question for you before I continue... Are you tired of living yet?'' 
 
 `` Hell no.'' I growled at him through gritted teeth. I wanted his head. I wanted him to die more than anyone else I had killed. He was going to pay. He could've let Sammy stay. He has all this power and he did it to screw with me. He took him just to mess with me. 
 
 `` Okay then. Let's try this on more time then.'' He snapped his fingers and immediately, the world changed. As I looked around, I realized 2 things immediately. The first was that I was laying down. The second was that there was blood everywhere around me and I was lying in it. 
 
 `` Welcome back Dean. Let's see if you can manage not to destroy the universe this time. Good luck and remember. You have the power to end your pain. Just give up.'' 
 
 Holy hell. I was back to the moment when I accepted his offer. That meant Sam was alive! I rushed to our hotel room where we were staying in town and I shoved the door open. I heard the unmistakable click of the gun that I knew so well. I turned to look at Sammy. I had n't seen him in so many years, but he looked exactly as I remember. 
 
 `` Dean What the hell??'' he yelled at me 
 
 `` Sammy! You're alive! It's so good to see you!'' I shouted as I ran to him and hugged him. He instantly grew suspicious and his brow furrowed like it always did when he grew concerned. 
 
 `` What's going on? You just saw me 2 hours ago.'' 
 
 I spent the entire night explaining what had happened and how many years I was lost because of his death. Just as I knew he would, he wanted to fix me being immortal. There had to be a way, he kept telling me. We just needed to find out how to beat Death and fix this. We spent weeks going over lore and trying to find out what we could do to beat Death at his own game. As the days dragged on, I began to grow anxious... The day Sam died was fast approaching 
 
 ( Thanks for reading,. I hope to be able to finish this if anyone is actually interested. )
