AN: Hm...not sure where this one came from. I guess I just really liked this theme surrounding Sam and the whole Team Free Will. Enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Sam or Dean Winchester. I wish I did.
Summary: Here is to the boy who saved the world that never wanted him.
The laws of nature state Sam Winchester should have died in that nursery fire alongside his mother the day he turned six months of age. What Azazel did to that baby what disgusting and horrifying and went against all things holy and right.
So every breath the boy drew was defiant in its own right. An abomination, some of the angels seethed, but none made a move to end his life or alter the delicate threads of his destiny. A big plan for that one, and surviving was just the start of it. So instead they cast their watchful gaze elsewhere as the years passed, and not once did they interfere because fate had a funny way of unraveling the silver thread quite neatly.
And again the younger Winchester boy proved to amaze and defy. He knew what he was, what he had coursing through his veins and what was expected from him. It was his destiny to lead an army straight from hell with sole intent of destruction and chaos but he denied and fought and rebelled and for what?
The world that he had never belonged to? The society that thought he was a freak? He wasn't normal and he accepted that-yet he still fought tooth and nail but in the end that didn't matter because he still ended up with a knife in his back for all his efforts. It was symbolic, really, the rejection of all his attempts to do the right thing.
But the boy still came back. He didn't abide by the rules of death and the story came full circle: every breath he took was a cruel reminder that he shouldn't exist. A mockery of the restrictions of the universe that couldn't keep him tied to a certain path.
Yet despite all those efforts, those trials, he still ended up doing exactly what the angels suspected such an abomination was capable of: setting Lucifer free from the cage, successfully starting the apocalypse. So upon their high perch in heaven the angels prepared themselves for the inevitable, the final battle between brothers and the start of a new Earth. What they had not expected was the resistance from all the parties involved. Not only had Samuel Winchester refused to accept his role as vessel of Lucifer, but so too had his brother—the Righteous Man, refused to grant Michael consent to wield his sword. How can they! the angels shrieked. They cannot escape their destinies!
Sam Winchester, though not alone or unaided, was responsible for ending the apocalypse and putting it on a permanent cycle of suspension. He jumped into the Cage, willingly, and suffered for his sacrifice that saved the world.
Why? Some of them cried. Why did he save the world? The world never wanted him! He was a monster—abomination of heaven!
Others were quieter with their contemplations, mulling over the question for days in their heads, trying to understand why the humans were so desperate for free will when all it lead to was sacrifice and unjust rewards.
Why indeed?
And perhaps the worst injustice was the fact that the world kept turning and only a handful of the members of society knew of the events that transpired that day and the things that were sacrificed. The knowledge of the lives that were lost and the cruel workings of the so-called higher power.
So here is to Sam Winchester.
Here is to the boy king that saved the world through a cruel sacrifice for the people that never wanted him.