Sam threw the still half full bottle of beer against the gravel ground. "Come on!" he shouted. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy, clearly from crying. His hair was ragged, his clothes were obviously not clean.
The crossroads demon appeared almost immediately. She was pretty, as most of them were. Her hair was brown and wavy, twisting into gentle curls at the ends. The tips of her hair were bleached blonde and dyed bright pink. If it wasn't for her red eyes, Sam would have never guessed she was a crossroads demon.
"Sammy Winchester... Do you really think this will work? Or are you just choosing to be an idiot?" The demon asked, crossing her arms.
"Shut the hell up. You know why I'm here," he scowled. He stumbled towards the demon, a look of pain and disgust on his face.
"Hmm...yes... You want to try and trade your soul for your big brother's. Because life isn't worth living if Dean isn't here," the demon said.
Sam said nothing, just nodded.
"Sorry, kid. No can do." The demon smiled and twirled a bit of her colored hair.
Sam's face twisted into anger. "Why not?!" he snapped.
"Do you really think that would work?" The demon sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "They don't want you... As far as they're concerned, they already have you. Besides, what would Dean say when he comes back, hmm? Do you think he'd be able to live a happy life?"
Sam scowled, obviously growing angrier as time went on.
"You Winchesters have this...psychological need to sacrifice yourself for the other. Yes it's touching and sweet and something right out of a Nicholas Sparks novel. But it's also stupid and always ends up biting you in the ass."
Sam whipped out the colt, pointing it at the crossroads demon. "Take my soul, or I kill you." he spat. His hand was steady, despite all the alcohol he'd obviously consumed.
The demon crossed her arms. "No. ...To both," she said. "Unfortunately for you, I can't be killed that easily."
Sam didn't hesitate to pull the tigger. The sharp clap of the gunshot resonated through the previously silent night.
"...Ow," the demon said indignantly.
Sam stared wide-eyed at the demon. If it really was one.
"I'm not one of the things that gun can kill..." she stated. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have other business to attend to. See ya later, Sammykinz."
With that the demon disappeared, leaving Sam both shocked and furious.
A/N
So this is my story. It weaves one of my own characters into the show. Stay tuned for updates~