AN: Goooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! What?! A new story! Lucky devil's y'all are! Lol! So Rise of an Angel is now finished if you have not checked it out! That was the first multi-chapter adventure in the Brother's Three 'verse! As I explained there in the next one Cas may or may not make an appearence. It all depends on what the story's about. But that's in the future! This is now! Lol! So Miss Souless666 like the idea of Hellhound Sammy so much, I decided to do a few fics for her featuring Hellhound Sam. Just like Soul for a Soul and One for Two Lives, one story will be the original (this one obiviously! Lol!) and the other an alternative/re write. And like all most of my fics this an AU! And it's set in season 3 a few nights before Dean dies. And does he die, well, I don't like spoilers so you'll have to read and find out! Oh I know, I'm evil! But hey, I'm sure plenty of you out there hate spoilers too. Anyways, this is in season 3, the other one will be in season 6 (AU of course). In the other it will take place directly when Sam comes back from Hell. And now! Without further delay! Let's hop to it!
Summary-AU Season 3-Sam makes a deal to get Dean out of his! Oh man Sam! But the demon doesn't want his soul. Instead she wants his humanity, so she can be free and live the way she wants. So she takes Sam's humanity and makes into something he never thought existed.
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No Souls Required
"So little baby Winchester wants to make a deal?" The cross roads demon said. She looked young with strawberry hair waving down to her waist. She wore a black dress with really high, high heels. They made her almost taller than Sam. In fact they were eye leveled. It scared Sam a little.
"Yes. I want Dean out of his contract." Sam said.
"Well, lucky for you I hold the contract." She said.
"Y you do? I thought your higher up would." Sam asked.
"I was recently promoted. The previous owner had a little, what you would call an 'accident'. So she kicked the bucket and the contract is mine." She said.
"Why are you still a cross roads demon then?" Sam asked.
"Always the curious one. I was waiting for you actually. I'll be happy to make you a deal. But it's not your soul I want." She said.
"What do you want?" Sam asked curiously.
All deals were about taking souls. Weren't they? This certainly was different.
"I want your humanity." She said.
Sam was about to ask why, but she cut him off.
"I want out of this life. I've grown quite bored of it. So with your humanity I can become a human and be whatever I want to be." She said.
"But if you have my humanity, what that make me?" Sam asked.
"Oh. I have the prefect thing. And no. You won't be a demon. You would have to go through Hell to be that. Or drink our blood." She said. "So baby Winchester. Deal or no deal?"
Sam pondered for a moment. What should he do? It would get Dean out his contract and he wouldn't have to go to Hell, but on the other hand he wouldn't human. He didn't know what he'd be. He sighed.
"Deal." Sam said.
"Very good. And to prove that I make good on my word." She said.
The demon snapped her fingers and the contract burned up.
"There now. Deanie boy is free and has his soul back. Now pucker up sweet cheeks." She said with a smirk.
Sam inwardly groaned and kissed the demon.
"Deal has been made. Have fun in your new life baby Winchester. And thank you for mine." She purred. "See you on the flip side. Tomorrow morning you'll be a new man."
She disappeared leaving Sam there to ponder what he had gotten himself into. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and headed back for the motel. As he walked he thought about Dean and if he should tell him he made a deal.
'No. Don't need him to be mad. Not now anyways.' He thought.
He reached the motel and quietly slipped into the dark room not wanting to disturb his sleeping brother. He was about to head into the bathroom to clean up a little and change back into his pajamas when the light came on.
"So. Wanna tell me where you were this late at night?" Dean asked clearly upset, arms crossed over his chest.
"I uh-" He began.
"You uh what Sammy? Do you realize what time it is? You could've been hurt! Or worse!" Dean chastised.
"I know, I know! I just had a really bad nightmare and I couldn't sleep. So I went to clear my head a little." Sam half lied.
He did have a bad nightmare but well, you know.
"Uh huh. And you didn't think to wake me because?" Dean asked.
"Dean. You needed the sleep. We've been on hunt after hunt. You've driven for hours on end. You need the rest." Sam said.
"Appreciate the concern little brother, but you're the one running yourself into the ground. You're the one that needs sleep. Now go get ready for bed. Again. And this time stay in bed." Dean said.
Sam nodded and got his sleep clothes. He went into the bathroom and got ready for bed for the second time in a row.
Dean shook his head and laid back waiting for his kid to finish up and get his ass into bed. When he got a look at Sam he did notice he was a bit pale and little spacey. He made a mental to note to chew his ass out tomorrow then he was going to make the boy eat and rest.
He relaxed when his Sammy got out of the bathroom and settled into bed. He flicked the light out and watched as Sam snuggled into the blankets and fell right to sleep. Giving into the obiviously exhaustion.
The next morning
Dean awoke with a start. He grabbed the knife from under his pillow and slowly got up. He scanned the room for what had woken him and noticed Sam was not bed. His eyes widened a little. Usually Sam made his bed, but it was still a mess. Which meant if something or someone got in they took Sammy.
Dean panicked and got up and dressed quickly. He went to grab his boots when he tripped on something.
He grabbed his gun a pointed it around.
"Who's here? And where's Sammy?" Dean asked.
All he got was a whimper.
"No..no no no no no!" His breathing picked up. Hellhounds! Hellhounds somehow got in and snatched his brother!
"Where's Sammy?!" He demanded.
The Hellhound he couldn't see whined and barked.
"Where's my brother?" Dean demanded.
The hound whined again. He then went to the duffels and grabbed something. He brought it over to Dean and Dean took it.
"Sammy's journal." Dean whispered.
Realization kicked in.
"Sammy?" Dean.
The Hellhound whined again.
Oh man! Miss Souless666! I hope you enjoyed this dear!
Until Next Time! *plays with Hellhound Sam!*