Chapter One:
The Needs of the One…
"Ruby….I need it…." Sam whispered, his head in his hands as he sat restlessly on the end of the bed…
"Sam…" she said, not even bothering to level her gaze on him as she repeated the same response again…"you know magic of any kind takes time to do right…especially blood magic and sex magic….and because you need both to increase your power, you will just have to wait and be patient…..now…shush….before I lose my concentration and have to start over….." she said as she began the whispering chant to call forth the power she needed for the transfer…
Sam rubbed his rough palms over his face, his eyes clenched to shut out the leering images of what he'd become…Not only was he slipping into darker and darker habits, day by day,...but he was engaging in dark magic, the dangerous and volatile nature of which was the catalyst to his growing powers…but it was more than that…he was addicted…addicted to the power it gave him…the deeply thrilling and satisfying feeling of it throbbing through his veins…with the boost the magic wrought in him, he could pull nearly any demon now…he was almost ready…a few more exchanges, and he would be strong enough to pull Alastair and Lilith…he would burn them out…no pass go…no return trip to Hell…just instantaneous extinguishment of their evil, God-forsaken souls…when he could do that…he could stop the Apocalypse before it got started…he could save every soul on the planet from what Dean had had to endure…Dean…his every waking thought was of his brother…of how he could help Dean…save Dean…just maybe even from himself…
Sam knew he had crossed the line…but now, there was no going back…he had to see this through…the fate of a world full of souls was depending on it…and so was his brother.
He heard Ruby's voice rising in volume and urgency….soon…he thought…the addict in him squirming in unrest as his drug of choice, so to speak, was nearly ready to be taken into his system…he stood, stripping himself of his clothes, aware of the trilling feeling of loathing at what he was about to do…again...he quelled it down into darkest pit of his mind…drowning it out as he trembled now in anticipation…he felt the energy level in the ambient space rise exponentially…it writhed over his skin like microscopic insects…his skin tingled as he took in the sensation…he closed his eyes and let it seep inside him…he loosed a gasping sigh as it ran amuck in his nerves, everyone of them stirring in reaction…he heard her call out the words to draw in the charge to her and the energy slammed through the room toward her…she channeled it through herself, body rocking and reeling as the sheer amount of energy blasted through her defenses one by one…she ground her teeth together and clenched her eyes shut….'just a little longer…' she thought as she willed it into the chalice before her…as she felt it nearing it's peak, she grasped the athame from the altar before her and slashed at her forearm… the blood poured down in a heavy gush as it filled the chalice. When it was full and heavy with her life blood, she turned and strode toward Sam…
He watched her rise…her slender, nude form rocking with the power of the magic she wrought…he watched her raise the athame and cut her self, the crimson flow of her blood poured into the silver chalice…she turned, stalking toward him…prowling swiftly…he held out his arm to her…she braced the chalice beneath the cusp of the bulge of the muscle as she brought the athame down on him…he clenched his eyes closed and gasped at the first flare of fierce pain that flashed through him…within moments, it was all but gone…when she had gathered enough of his blood in the chalice, she spoke the final words of Power and the thrumming energy slammed into the chalice in a blinding haze of light…he couldn't bear to watch it…it was to painful to his limited mortal senses…
Ruby quickly placed the athame down on the bed beside them and straddled herself over Sam's legs…"Now Sam…" she whispered…
He lifted her slight frame bodily and placed her over himself…she let herself slide down, her breath coming in gasping pants….when she reached the base of his length, her breath hitched in her chest for a moment. She clenched her eyes shut for a moment until her body adjusted…when she opened them, her demon black eyes gleamed wetly as the stared into Sam's golden brown eyes…she reached to grasp the nape of his neck, gripping it tightly, tilting his head back she pressed the chalice to his lips and tilted the roiling liquid into his waiting throat,…he drank it down, greedily swallowing the teeming liquid…she began rocking herself upon him…he reached out to engulf her in his arms as she tilted the chalice further and further until the last swirling trace disappeared into his lips…she felt the need rising rapidly in her…her body shuddering at it's approach…she felt him nearing the precipice as well…her head lulled back…she let the chalice fall from her fingers to the floor…as release ripped through them, she cried out the final words, her release channeling the magic into his body…his whole frame locked…his face contorted in a mixture of terrible pain and abject pleasure…his eyes shot open…for one terrible moment, his eyes flashed ghostly white…and then...it was gone in…they fell into each other, panting, gasping…their chests heaving. Ruby lifted her body delicately off Sam's and proceeded to take down the altar as Sam fell back onto the bed, letting his body acclimate to the power searing through it…eventually, it settled, perching inside him….eager to be unleashed…..