AN- hi guys what's up? =) ok before you start reading I needed to clear a question up that someone asked me about Sam s dark side. When ever you see a line and hear "Azzels creation or counter part or it" that is the dark side of Sam pov Next this chapter dose have some swearing in it I apologize if this upsets you and as always I own nothing expect the clothes on my back happy reading & don't forget to review!
IN THE MINDS EYE
There's something inside that pulls beneath the surface consuming, confusing this lack of self-control I fear is never ending. Controlling I cant seem to find myself again my walls are closing in
- crawling by linkin park
Fear its amazing how much power it really has over us. How it can turn and twist us so when we look into the mirror we can't see ourselves anymore ,instead stranger looks back at us. It allows the darkness inside of us to grow and shed light onto our true selves.
This is what Azzles creation was doing to Sam twisting him, breaking him , forcing Sam to face his true self. The best way do this was to use Sam's fears agienst him. In his mind it felt Sam stir, quickly it surrounded his counter part in darkness. It was time to begin breaking Sam.
Sam awoke not to darkness but to light. The dull, whiping of a fan filled his ears, the cot thin mattress caused the bars to dig into his back. With a groan, Sam opened fear and adenine mixed in his veins creating a dangerous combination. Iron walls surrounded him reminding him of prison. The concrete floor was littered with symbols one of them was a devils trap. Realization struck him hard, he was at Bobby's locked away in the panic room like a dirty little secrete.
A dark laughter erupted all around him echoing off the walls. "who's there?" he hated the fact that he couldn't keep the fear out of his voice causing it to be shaky. Nevertheless, he had every right to be afraid.
"Hello Sam." the coldness in that voice froze him to his very core. Alistair was standing in front of him in the same body he was killed in. All the training Sam had been taught went out the window.
With a sadistic smile in place, Alistair picked up a knife from a tray eyeing it with admiration. "Shall we get started?" before he knew what was happening Sam felt his arms were bound with thick leather straps and his shirt was torn open reveling his sun kissed skin. Steel met flesh and blood the blade seemed to smile gleefully as it was forever stained crimson. Sam screamed, he screamed for forgiveness, for mercy but most of all he screamed for Dean to be there breaking down the door making the pain disappear with a single touch and with claming words that always soothed his aching heart and soul. However, Dean didn't come and instead of his brothers voice carrying him into the darkness it was pain and screams.
Trapped in the darkening vast that was his mind Sam was unaware of the fact that is brother was at his side forever watchful and vilagent over his little brother. After Sam had fallen Dean was able to catch him, saving him from one more bruise in the morning. The demon blood was covering both of them. When his senses returned to him Dean lifted all 355lb of his brother o0ff the ground cleaned up and into his bed then he called Bobby ( no it wasn't that easy) that was three days ago.
Right now Sam was still in bed he hadn't moved at all and he was pilled high with blankets his fever had not broken. Deans hand were shaking badly fear was coursing though his veins strongly and the anger he felt at Sammy pushed it aside.
"if he didn't fucking use his stupid powers. If he had just listened to me. When he gets out of this I - I have demon blood in me DEAN! Pumping thought me 24 /7 and I can never get rid of it! Am a completely new level of freak! An- and im just trying to take this cruse and make something good of it!" those words had been repeating in his brain for the last 3 days.
"why dose it always half to come down to that?"
Since he started hunting with Sam there were constant thoughts in the back of his mind, after 4 years and seeing Sam after he'd returned to hell these thought surfaced more and more.
A knock at the door disturbed his dark thoughts, moment latter Bobby was crossing the thresh hold taking in Deans appearance to say the kid looked like crap would be the underestimate of the year. His face was haggard looking and his eyes were sunking in dark rings were present under both eyes.
" hey Bobby"
" Dean what going on?"
As if waiting for a que Sam begain to groan in pain mumbling incoherently. In an instant dean was at his side. Bobby's heart fell as he took in Sam's appearance. The kid was pale almost transparent . Sweat had plastered his shirt to his chest, small tremors racked though his body.
Dean reached out towards Sam attempting to clam his brother growing agitation. But the second Deans hand came into contact with brothers heated skin, Sam screamed it was like nothing Dean ever herd in hell or on earth.
"NO! PLEASE! PLEASE STOP! ALISTER NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Bobby watched as Dean shock Sam in a vein attempt to wake him but Sam still grew even more agitated and scared. "NOOOO!" the lamp between the beds shattered then Sam stilled. Dean looked up at Bobby fear was avendant in his eyes.
"what's happening to him bobby?"
The elder hunter looked helplessly at Dean, for once he was at lost for words.
The darkness surrounding him was a comfort, Sam was unwilling to wake up when the peace the darkness brought him faded but he forced himself to. Memories of Alister came back to him in a rush and he shot straight up. His arms moved freely at his side unbound. "maybe it was just a nightmare"
But his wish faded when pain shot through his lower abdomen ,pain that was all to real. With trembling fingers he slid is hand over his 8 pack ( hey I cant help it he is hot! ) craved in his flesh were 5 jagged letters spelling out DEMON " no" tears blind his vision "its not true"
"why not Sam?" he looked around for sound of his voice. A boy about12 standing near him. He had the same shaggy brown hair that Sam did. It wasn't until the boy lifted his head, revealing his pure hazel eyes . It was Sam when he was12 year old.
"You? Yeah I am"
Sam shook his head" Why are you hear?"
The younger version of himself didn't answer right away he just stared back at Sam. (AN- YOUNGER VERSION OF SAM IS CALLED SAMMY OLDER ONE SAM)
"What happened Sam? I thought we were going to be normal? We were free , we were away from dad ,went to collage. How Sam ? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?! TO US ?"
Sam looked up at Sammy and fixed the kid with a cold stare "Life doesn't always trun out the way you want it to"
Sammy sighed What about Jess she loved you"
Anger rose up in him Sam snapped at Sammy " Hey I tried, I tried to run. I ran all the way to California and LOOK WHAT HAPPENED! Sam fisted his hand a mile in to his hair
" I could never escape this" he whispered quietly
Sammy sighed in defeat "your right after all how can you run away when what your running from is in your blood."
Sam stepped back away from Sammy, his eyes were yellow "No" he backed into a wall.
The boy stepped forward "yes" quicker than lighting he placed his hand on Sam's forehead . Screaming once again filled the panic room. Sammy vanished and Sam fell to the floor gasping for breathing the silence, a silence that didn't last long the veins in Sam's body be came visible , the normal blue color was slowly being replaced with black ,it started from his head making its way though his body. The pain was unmanageable but darkness wouldn't come to relive the pain. All Sam could do was scream as he crumpled to the floor crying out for his brother. The letters on his stomach started to bleed.
OK PEOPLE CHAPTER 5 MIGHT BE DELAYED SCHOOL IS DIVING ME NUTS! OS IF YOU HAVE NOT HEARD FROM ME IN A FEW WEEKS I JUST WANT TO KNOW THAT THIS STORY WILL BE CONIUTED =) OH WHEN YOU REVIEW I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR WANT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER.=)