x Reader, Sam, Dean, Castiel, Rowena, Crowley
maybe a bit of angst? Spoilers (season 11), Character death
Summary: Never get
too settled in a cage with Lucifer, it can either turn into a party or a sport
at any time, both if you’re lucky. As things get heated quickly in the cage,
does the help that arrives really help?
I wake up, hearing voices
having a discussion. Yeah it took a while but I had managed to get the two of
them at opposite ends of the cage, giving me the time to rest and regain
energy, in hope to get at least Sam, out of this mess.
“Sam, I got to tell you this
is selfish, man. Everything that-“Lucifer sounds stressed as he paces the cage
“You are done! It’s over”
“You two having a break up
now?” I question with a hint of sarcasm, showing that I clearly don’t hold interest
in their conversation. Sam glanced at me before continuing their conversation,
standing up from where he was sat.
“You know what? You talk a
good game. Hell you even had me sold a few times, but then I thought, what if
you’re right? What… What if you can beat her?”
“I can!” Lucifer roars,
taking a few steps forward. Sensing the tension in the argument, I sit up
straighter watching the scene unfold before me.
“Even though, last time it
took you, plus three other archangels.” Sam raises his voice “Oh yeah, and
capital G, God”
“Oh, okay. What? You mean
the dead weight?”
“Let’s say you gank her.
“I move to L.A. solve
crimes” Lucifer answers, causing me to start laughing.
“Hah, that’ll be the day,
Luci sitting at a desk with evidence, trying to piece everything together. Oh
However Sam doesn’t wait to
get right back into the argument. “Wrong. You go about starting the Apocalypse
again because you’re an old dog, and that’s your old trick” my eyes shoot up in
shock. I already see, Lucifer’s stronghold collapse a little. That was hurtful
and uncalled for Sam.
“Ok, first off, you don’t
know that” Lucifer hisses “Second, even if I did, that’s better than what she
“Is it? Really? This is what
I think.” Sam starts to feel more confident in himself as Lucifer allows the
effects, Sam’s words have on him show. “I think that whoever wins, you or the
darkness, everyone else loses… So, no. My. Answer. Is No” Lucifer shakes his
head as he laughs, in attempt to hide the tears that brim his eyes. “This isn’t
cause of Dean or, or the past. It’s about me having faith in my friends, having
faith in my family. We will find a way. I am ready to die, I’m ready to watch
my people I love die. But I’m not ready to be your bitch.” Lucifer clicks his
tongue and lets out a breath.
“Okay, Plan B” Lucifer steps
forward, swinging a punch to Sam’s Jaw. I jump to my feet, trying to intervene
Lucifer from beating Sam. As Lucifer throws the last punch sending Sam back
into the bars, I push him back away from him. At the same time I hear the faint
shout of what sound likes Crowley, soon following after, the feeling of power
that controls me grows stronger. I know Dean is in hell.
*Disclaimer* I do not have any affiliation with Fall Out Boy
Arching your back in preparation for an upcoming hill, you trudged onward, breathing in time with your feet as they padded against the dusty forest trails. You had taken to running these trails in the early morning, wanting to avoid the obnoxious men who seemed to enjoy gawking in your direction as you passed by.