AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! Ugh. I wanted this out Friday night, but I had forgotten that my younger brother's move in date was Friday-today. So I went with him and dad to Indiana to move him in, and get him settled into his new dorm. It's a nice dorm! It was like mine when I was in Pittsburgh. It's a small apartment which is lovely. His roommates are nice, and one has a kitty! Lucky. Lol. Anyways. So I couldn't decide on which fic to do next, so a few of you suggested this one. I also did my little coin game, and surprisingly this one won! So this one it is. Anyways. One of you suggested my superhero from my upcoming book should make an appearance, which is a lovely idea and I have thought about it; just figuring out which fic to do it X3 So eventually he pop up. If you like to see him, head over to my Deviant Art, and there's a couple of pictures of him there with more coming, and those SPN pics are coming! I promise! Just taking my time, because my plot bunnies for my books are demanding my attention hardcore. Anyways. HEADS UP! The villain in this story is gay! This does NOT mean I have anything against the LGBT community, I have loads of love for my LGBT brothers and sisters *hugs you all*. Also, if you ARE against it and you're going to come after my ass, DON'T PROCEED READING/REVIEWING AND WASTING MINE AND MY READERS TIME! Plus I have zero tolerance and patience for bullies and haters. We clear? Good! Let's get going!

Summary: Season 5 AU. Sam is at the end of his rope and ends up getting taken. The being that takes him, places a curse on Sam by forcing shards of a crystal in his neck. This being releases Sam to Bobby who tries to breaks the curse. When he tries the being activates the curse and it causes Sam horrible pain. When Dean and Castiel rejoin up with them, they're all taken by the being and they watch as Sam has his life is being drained away. What's worse, Sam's dying thinking no one loves him. NOT A DEATH FIC! I promise!

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Curses Really Suck

Sam closed his laptop with frustration. He was on a case where men around his age disappeared, women too. The men were never found and the women would be, stone cold dead with black crystal shards in their necks. The cause of death is heart failure, which the police find strange considering the women were all young and very healthy. But their faces told a different story. When Sam examined a few of the bodies in the morgue, the women all had pained expressions on their faces; as if they suffered horrible pain. Sam figured that black crystal shards had something to do with it, he just didn't know what.

He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was getting a headache, and the lack of sleep was a part of it. He had been having nightmares with Lucifer hounding him out the ass since Dean had rejected him. That was three months ago.

'He probably doesn't even miss me. I miss him though. Badly. I just hope he's okay.' Sam thought to himself.

He got up from the table and went in the washroom of his hotel room. He had gotten some odds and ends jobs while travelling and saved up a lot of cash, so he got a hotel room instead of a motel room. His hotel room was nice. A kitchen kitchen, a decent sized bedroom with a queen sized bed, his washroom had a walk-in shower and a jacuzzi tub large enough to fit his frame comfortably, a living room with a flat screen and a desk where he could work.

He looked in the mirror and saw how pale he was, the dark circles under his eyes had dark circles, overall he looked a zombie movie reject. He should his head and cleaned himself up. He took a few aspirin and then changed into his suit. He had an interview with one of the witnesses he met yesterday at the morgue. Once he changed, he grabbed his wallet, badge, cell phone, and his car keys for his newly obtained car and headed out. He bought himself a brand new 2009 Dodge Challenger. Those odds and ends jobs he had paid really well. He got to his car and sat there for a moment. He jumped when his phone rang. He looked at the caller id and huffed in anger. Dean had been ignoring him for three months and suddenly realized he still existed. He shook his head sadly and hit the ignore button. He didn't have time to argue with Dean.

He got to the witness's house and was awed. The house was quite nice, but then again he was in the rich part of the neighborhood. He went to the door and knocked. The door opened and revealed the witness he was to interview. He was dressed in a skin tight t-shirt and skinny jeans.

"Well hey there cutie! I was wondering when you were going to get your sexy booty over here." He smiled. "Well come on in! I don't bite sugah!"

Sam smiled and walked in. "You have a lovely house."

"Oh thank you sugah! It was grandma's, she left it to me after my family abandoned me for well, you can guess sugah." He said.

"I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve that. Your family is suppose to love you unconditionally no matter what." Sam said sadly.

"What's wrong sugah? You look like someone kicked your puppy." He asked.

"My brother abandoned me after I made a mistake." Sam said.

"Oh sweetie. I'm so sorry. Like you said, family is suppose to love unconditionally no matter what." He said.

"Anyways. I forgot my manners. I'm Agent Sam Wilde." Sam said.

"I'm Mason Carter. Nice to meet ya sugah!" Mason winked. "Before we begin the interview, can interest you in some coffee, water, soda, anythin' really?"

"Coffee please? If it's not too much trouble?" Sam asked.

"None at all sugah! You make your cute butt at home, I'll be right back!" Mason beamed, and Sam nodded heading to the living room.

Mason smirked evilly. His plan was coming together. He made the coffee and slipped Sam something to help him nap. After all the poor boy looked like he could use one. He returned with the coffee mugs in hand and gave Sam his. He smiled wickedly on the inside when Sam took a few big gulps of it. As they talked he watched as Sam grew sleepy and then passed out. He carried Sam to a room upstairs and strapped him down to a table.

"Poor little Sammy Winchester. I was hoping to nab big brother to get back at Johnny boy. But you'll do even better. Sorry sugah. It's nothin' against you, but I really want to hurt Johnny boy and now big brother." Mason smiled wickedly for real this time.

He grabbed a black crystal and chanted words in a language that sounded Romanian. The black crystal glew and he picked off four shards, two small and two large. They'll do. He pushed them into his neck. Sam whimpered in his unconscious state, but didn't wake up.

"Now for the fun to begin my darlin' prince." Mason said with his wicked smiled still on his face and he leaned in and kissed Sam on the lips. "Time to cause some pain."

Oh boy. Mason is a twisted boy he is. Again if you're going to waste my time because there's a gay character in MY story, then kindly leave now. I won't have none of your shit!

Until Next Time! *ready to attack bullies and haters with rainbows and glitter*