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Prompt: Week 4 Virgin Sacrifice Spoilers: Post Chosen and AU for Supernatural
Summary: Sam has been assigned to bringing a demon forth from Hell. All he needs is a ritual knife and virgin.
He'd been sitting at the bar for over an hour. He was waiting, rather impatiently, for someone special to walk through the door. He needed her for the ritual; one of those sacrificial virgin ritual things. It wasn't something he was happy with doing. There were others out there who could do this. But his master wanted him to do it, so Sam kept his annoyance to himself and went to find the target.
There was word in the city that slayers were setting up shop. What better way to start the ritual than with a virginal slayer? That blood had to be exceptionally potent. This way, when the demon was brought forth, it wouldn't need as much as time to get its strength back. The blood of the slayer would help the demon get stronger much faster.
Sam turned away from the bar when he felt them enter the building. Three of them entered, and Sam could tell right away that the second slayer was the virgin. Besides being able to feel it off of her, just looking at her told the world that no one had been between her legs.
The three made their way to the dance floor, dancing close together, while keeping a look out for any demonic activity. Sam knew they wouldn't find any in here, and they certainly weren't going to feel him. His master made sure he wouldn't be sensed.
He stood from the chair and made his way over to the three moving swiftly through the throng of people. He caught their attention immediately, they couldn't resist him. Any other night, he'd gladly take the three of them, but right now, he had a mission to accomplish. Keeping his eye contact with the girl he needed, he got closer to her.
Her two friends were smirking, glad to have their friend finally getting the attention of a man.
"Hi," she squeaked. Her face flushed, "I'm Marie."
"Sam," he spoke in her ear. Moving his hand to the small of her back, he pulled her closer to him. She flushed once more as she felt his excitement. It was an awkward dance for her, being this close to a guy. But she had to admit, he was cute and he definitely knew what he was doing.
"You wanna get outta here?" he finally asked her when the song ended.
"Go!" the two slayers answered for their friend. With their slayer hearing and the lack of music, it wasn't too hard to hear his question.
Marie turned sharply to her friends and let go of Sam. She excused herself for a second and walked to the other girls.
"Why are you pushing me towards some stranger?" she asked in a hushed voice.
"I would hardly call him a stranger," Samantha laughed, "What with you grabbing his ass during that dance."
"And what an ass it is," Nicole sighed. "What's the worst that could happen? You're a slayer. We didn't feel anything off of him. And I'm sure you can show him a thing or two with that slayer stamina of yours."
"I wouldn't know," Marie snapped. She weighed the outcomes of either decision. She could not go with Sam and then patrol with her two friends. Then go back their safe house and remain a virgin for another day. Or, she could go with Sam. He would have his dirty way with her and she'd like it. But, she wasn't sure if she wanted to lose her virginity to a stranger and someone she'd probably never see again.
"He's about to leave," Samantha said in a sing-song voice, "And with someone else."
Marie turned in the direction of Sam, to find some random woman talking to him. He didn't seem interested, but Marie knew if she didn't give him an answer, then he'd probably leave with this person. With a look over her shoulder, she told her friends, "Don't wait up for me."
"Sam," Marie stopped the woman mid sentence. "I'm ready when you are."
The woman glared at Marie, but she didn't back down. She'd face far more scarier demons in her lifetime, so a woman who was being pissy about losing a possible one night stand, was not going to faze her.
Sam held out his arm and Marie took it. They made their way to exit and Marie couldn't have been happier. Sam felt the same, except for a different reason. He knew the ritual required a virgin and he planned on getting one, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to have some fun first.
They walked by an alley and even before Marie couldn't react, he jerked her arm, bringing her between the two buildings. He put her against the brick wall and attacked her lips.
"Wanted to do this all night," he whispered as he made his way across her jaw. She moaned in his grasp and wrapped her arms around him, careful not to use her strength to break him.
She realized this was happening all too fast. Her first time wasn't supposed to be in an alley, when there was a high chance a vampire could attack. When his hands went to her jeans to unbutton them, she stopped him. "Sam, not here, please."
Marie thought she heard something like a growl. She gasped in shock when Sam's head snapped up and his eyes were black. The shock didn't last long as the slayer in her took over. But before she knew it, she felt a force hit her and her head smacked against the brick wall and she saw only black.
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"Ah, sleeping beauty awakes."
Her eyes were closed and it felt like she was run over with a car, repeatedly. There was a pounding everywhere in her body, but she recognized that voice.
"Sam?"
"In a way, yea," he laughed.
She opened her eyes to find him standing above her. There was a light focused on Sam and herself and when she looked around, there was only darkness. But her slayer sense was going crazy. Demons had to be scattered in this place, wherever she was.
"What are you?" she asked as she tried to break free from her restraints.
"Someone who knows that typical chains won't work against you," he smirked as he touched the links that kept her flat on the table.
"I thought—I didn't feel you," she said.
"You wouldn't," he said as he walked away from her for a second. He went to a small table that had a knife on top of it. It had an eerie glow to it; from the spell they did making it sacred, just for this ritual. "You should consider yourself lucky, you know. This is killing two birds with one stone, really."
"What do you mean?" She had fear in her eyes when she saw the knife. She knew that being a slayer meant she wouldn't live as long as she had hoped, but with their being more and more slayers, she hoped she'd make it at least past thirty!
"You were picked especially for this," he answered as he caressed her head. He held the knife in the air, "With this knife, you're bringing about a demon that will help turn the tables a little in favor of evil."
"Don't really see how that's killing two birds." She hoped she could stall long enough for the cavalry. They had to know something was off, right?
"Well, if draining you doesn't completely kill you, then I'm sure we can bring you back from the edge and then I can really show you a good time," he laughed.
"Go to hell, you son of a--" The knife came down and pierced her stomach.
"Already been there," Sam answered lamely. She didn't immediately die, but he made sure it happened. The knife twisted in her gut and she let out a strangled cry. The blood coated the knife and the glow only got more powerful. "Guess you won't be able to be brought back then."
With the ritual completed, the earth beneath him shook. Behind him, the floor cracked, splitting the room. Deep inside, a demon roared. The hell demon had arrived.