History for AU Sam
After the debacle with War, Sam and Dean went their separate ways. Sam thought his addiction to demon blood made him a liability on the hunt. What he never admitted was how much it hurt that his brother didn't even protest. He just let him go. A nagging kernel of self-doubt was planted somewhere deep in his consciousness after that. Had Dean always wanted him gone? He'd been the burden most of their lives, maybe he was better off not having to worry about his brother anymore.
The signs for the Apocalypse grew, but Dean never called. Sam started to feel more and more isolated. The nightmares and visitations from Lucifer started to get worse, further fueling his fears and desperation. Finally, he knew that he had to do something before the archangel drove him insane.
Shortly before he made the decision to say yes, Sam made one last-ditch attempt to reach out to his family. Dean ignored his call, it had been too long and he found the thought of even speaking to his brother too painful to consider. Sam never called Castiel, always unsure where he stood with the angel in the first place. Finally, he attempted to call the man he loved like a father. Bobby Singer. But Lucifer was ready, and the moment Bobby picked up the phone, the archangel cut the line.
Sam was cut off, frantic, and had been backed into a corner, believing himself abandoned by the very people he called family and loved above anything else in the world. He knew going into it that he’d likely fail against someone as powerful as Lucifer, but he had to at least try. There was also the faintest hope that maybe, just maybe, Dean would save him, like he always did when they were younger.
Dean never came, and poor Sam Winchester never stood a chance.
Lucifer didn’t overwhelm Sam, or even keep the gag on very often. The archangel talked to him, always trying to convince his true vessel to come around to his way of thinking. He even kept Sam aware of the movements of his family, showing him carefully slanted images reported back by lesser demons. Sam watched as he saw Dean and Castiel still trying to save the world, but never once saw them trying to save him.
Convinced that his brother never intended to save him, Sam sank into quiet, unaware of what Lucifer was doing and not caring. He didn’t rouse until he finally saw his brother. By then the younger Winchester was too alone and too bitter to feel any sense of relief. It grieved him to be the instrument of his brother’s demise, but Dean had walked away first, right? He’d even stood over Castiel’s corpse, dead by his own hand and felt nothing. The angel always chose Dean, right up until the very end.
After dispatching the hunters, Lucifer swept into the camp, devastating it with his power. It was the last holdout of humanity, and with their end, his victory would be complete. The very last survivor was the prophet Chuck.
Sam’s memory at this point becomes a bit disjointed. All he remembers is a flash of shock on the part of Lucifer and then a blinding, searing light before he woke up free of the archangel’s influence for the first time in five years. ((Yes. God finally stood up and put the smack down on His last, wayward son, leaving Sam as the sole survivor of humanity in his world. As an apology, or a possible blowback from the power, Sam was flung out of that reality and into another.))
The signs for the Apocalypse grew, but Dean never called. Sam started to feel more and more isolated. The nightmares and visitations from Lucifer started to get worse, further fueling his fears and desperation. Finally, he knew that he had to do something before the archangel drove him insane.
Shortly before he made the decision to say yes, Sam made one last-ditch attempt to reach out to his family. Dean ignored his call, it had been too long and he found the thought of even speaking to his brother too painful to consider. Sam never called Castiel, always unsure where he stood with the angel in the first place. Finally, he attempted to call the man he loved like a father. Bobby Singer. But Lucifer was ready, and the moment Bobby picked up the phone, the archangel cut the line.
Sam was cut off, frantic, and had been backed into a corner, believing himself abandoned by the very people he called family and loved above anything else in the world. He knew going into it that he’d likely fail against someone as powerful as Lucifer, but he had to at least try. There was also the faintest hope that maybe, just maybe, Dean would save him, like he always did when they were younger.
Dean never came, and poor Sam Winchester never stood a chance.
Lucifer didn’t overwhelm Sam, or even keep the gag on very often. The archangel talked to him, always trying to convince his true vessel to come around to his way of thinking. He even kept Sam aware of the movements of his family, showing him carefully slanted images reported back by lesser demons. Sam watched as he saw Dean and Castiel still trying to save the world, but never once saw them trying to save him.
Convinced that his brother never intended to save him, Sam sank into quiet, unaware of what Lucifer was doing and not caring. He didn’t rouse until he finally saw his brother. By then the younger Winchester was too alone and too bitter to feel any sense of relief. It grieved him to be the instrument of his brother’s demise, but Dean had walked away first, right? He’d even stood over Castiel’s corpse, dead by his own hand and felt nothing. The angel always chose Dean, right up until the very end.
After dispatching the hunters, Lucifer swept into the camp, devastating it with his power. It was the last holdout of humanity, and with their end, his victory would be complete. The very last survivor was the prophet Chuck.
Sam’s memory at this point becomes a bit disjointed. All he remembers is a flash of shock on the part of Lucifer and then a blinding, searing light before he woke up free of the archangel’s influence for the first time in five years. ((Yes. God finally stood up and put the smack down on His last, wayward son, leaving Sam as the sole survivor of humanity in his world. As an apology, or a possible blowback from the power, Sam was flung out of that reality and into another.))