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A/N: I watched the episode Malleus Maleficarum, and I had to write a story on 'what if Dean got out of hell and really was a demon'. But I couldn't make it centuries later. I needed Sam young, 30, and still fighting. Would appreciate it if you read and left me a review. Thanks!


5 Years Later
Chapter 1

Five years to the day... five years since Dean had been taken to hell. And this found Sam sitting alone in Bobby Singer's kitchen drowning himself in his fourth beer.

Slamming the door, Bobby stormed into the kitchen, shaking his phone in the air. Sam doesn't even look up as his long time friend screams, "Sam, we've got a problem. Joel just told me that a damned devil's gate has been opened in Nebraska. Only about 25 demons got out before some other hunters shut it, but now we have 25 more of those things crawling around." Bobby takes a breath and scans his eyes over the young man sitting before him. Bobby sits down across from Sam before continuing, "They want us to come help out in a little town down there. Apparently most of the demons are too stupid to flee and took up residence in the first body they found... which was the nearby town." Bobby sighs. "Come on, Sam. They need the man power..."

Sam chugs the last bit of his cold beer and slams the bottle onto the table. "OK then, let's go."

Bobby only stares at the changed Sam in front of him.

Sam still regrets the day he let Dean be taken by the damn hellhounds, he regrets not stopping them, but somehow he couldn't bring himself to stop fighting the good fight. All he could think of was what Dean would say he if just saw Sam wallowing in regret while demons and other supernatural creatures scour the countryside, killing as they went. So, Sam was still willing to help, but he couldn't stop the occasional beer the "somehow" wound up in his hands.

So, when a hunt came along, Sam was all for it. He truly had changed into what Ruby had wanted; he had changed into his brother. And now both men were packing the necessary items and heading out to some nameless town in Nebraska.

Nebraska...

A light appeared above his head and he knew it might be his only chance. The young man clawed past all the other demons that were also forcing their way toward the light. Hands tried to grab him, claws cut into his flesh, into his heart. Lack of air made it hard to breathe. It seemed every pain he could possibly think of was stopping him from reaching his destination. Other demons fell back, unable to keep going. It was pure hell...

The climb seemed to last an eternity, the pain was infinite. And then his hope began to fade as the light became smaller and smaller. More and more demons dropped back into the dark abyss. He kept climbing. The light became a sliver, but he could only believe he would finally climb out.

Then the gates of hell slammed shut, trapping the unlucky demons back into the deathly wasteland. But the clash came behind him, and then he felt cool night air grace his tortured lungs. He felt freedom.

He didn't know what to do, though. So, he followed the other black masses that traveled effortlessly in the dark sky.

There were lights in the distance; a small town formed. And soon he was back on the ground. He felt the pavement below his feet, but all he felt was death in his veins.

There was a strangled cry in his left ear and his head swung around to meet a mother cowering on the ground, protectively holding her daughter. The man didn't even blink as his hand swung up. He felt a surge of power and the woman screamed; she and daughter went flying through the shop window behind them. The glass window shattered.

The man followed their flight and stopped just outside the broken shop window. A small smirk appeared on his face as a pool of blood appeared from under the young mother. The smirk turned into a smile as the smell of copper filled the air. He shifted his weight and a flash on the ground caught his eye.

The bright moon shined in a large piece of glass. He moved his gaze to see his own reflection. It was Dean!

Dean scowled and smashed the glass shard before stalking down the street, more screams echoing through the air.

On the road...

"So, 25 you say?" Sam asks, looking down at a map of Nebraska.

Bobby looks over at Sam. "Yea, somehow a demon found the gate... a hunter hid it from the world along time ago... and the damned thing opened it. Joel's just thankful that they closed the thing so quickly..." Bobby is cut off with the sound of Supertramp coming from his cellphone.

Sam gives his old friend a look before Bobby opens the phone and answers, "Hello?"

"Bobby?" asks a familiar voice.

"Joel's that you?" Bobby yells over the odd crackling on the phone line.

"Yea. Sorry, it's raining. We're doing an exorcism in the a middle of a street..."

Bobby chuckles. "What's up?"

"Well, we have a problem... They banded together. Cornered some hunters... They're dead. You guys need to hurry up."

"Joel, we're coming as fast as we can. There's cops patrolling this part of the highway and it won't do us any good to get arrested now."

Joel sighs. "OK, just get here. We already called Jo, she's coming with Ellen and a friend..." There was a terrifying scream in the background, then it was cut off abruptly. "That one's toast."

Bobby says, "We're coming. Just don't get yourself killed over there. We're about an hour away."

"Sounds good." Then the line goes dead as Joel shuts his own cellphone.

Bobby clicks his own phone off, placing it back in his pocket, before pressing the gas a little more, officially reaching above and beyond the speed limit.

Sam didn't question his friend's urgency as they sped on down the road.

An hour later...

The rain had stopped, and now Sam and Bobby climb out of the car, greeted by two older hunters like Bobby. They usher Sam and Bobby through the streets where glass has shattered and every once in a while a whiff of copper traveled on the wind. Sam then sees Joel standing in the street with another hunter, looking at the screen of a laptop.

Joel looks up and, with a smile, walks over to Sam, giving his friend a clap on the back.

Sam and Dean had been friends with Joel for only a short while before Dean had died. Joel had saved Sam's life from some demonic symbol. They had always been grateful. But they had become close friends over the years of Dean's death. Now, Sam says, "What can we do?"

Joel laughs. "Ok, Sam you come with me. We'll cover the Northwest side of town. Bobby, we need you over in the Northeast part."

Sam and Bobby both nod, then Sam takes off running after Joel. Joel nods to his friend as he books it down the street.

Sam looks over at the horizon, noticing the sun is ready to rise any moment. But he his pulled out of his thoughts at the sight of four hunters holding off two demons with holy water, symbols, and chants. Thrusting a bottle of holy water into Sam's hand, Joel and he run to join the others to detain the demons.

The battle was treacherous. The hunters were able to hold them off for most of it, but a few times, the demons got the upper hand, and hunters would go flying into nearby buildings. But after a full ten minutes, both demons burst from their meat suits and sink down into the ground, right back down to where they had escaped. Their two hosts fall to the ground unconscious.

The next five minutes were spent tending to some serious wounds, one even life threatening. Sam began to wonder how everyone in a town could hide. He almost expected to see more bodies lying around, but the streets were actually quite clear. But as he looks around the small square, the hunters hear another woman's scream.

Sam's eyes go wide before he takes off down the wide street. Joel growls at the young man and runs after him. Rounding the first corner, Sam almost runs into a young man coming right toward him. "What happened?" asks Sam, quickly becoming suspicious that this may be a demon.

"There... he killed her... she... gone... he... evil... his eyes..." Then the man runs off past Sam and Joel.

Resounding footprints are heard behind the men and both turn to defend themselves, but only find Bobby with seven other hunters coming there way.

"We cleared out the Northeast side, came to help," says Bobby. The seven other men immediately take off to help the wounded, oblivious to the demon threat up above.

But Bobby can see something is wrong and doesn't hesitate as Sam and Joel run down the street. Before they get far, a glass shop window blows out in front of them, halting them in their tracks. Two more humans run out through the now obliterated window. Sam then reaches the window first.

It's a restaurant. A thump is heard in the back room, but before Sam could move, out walks the guilty demon.

All three men's breath is caught in their throat for Dean stands before them!

To Be Continued...


A/N: The next chapter will be posted tomorrow. So, what did you think of this one. I watched the episode and I came right over to the computer to write this story. Let me know if it was a waste of time or not.