Devil's Favor 2/?
Rating: M for violence and sexual situations. M/M slash of The Devil/Sam persuasion with a side of Andi/Sam in the beginning.
I got the idea of the demon trap from 'Supernatural.' All credit goes to the producers of said show. I don't own Reaper of it's characters. No infringement intended. This is my first fic with this fandom so be gentle. Any characterization suggestions are welcome.
The ending of this chapter just wouldn't work as I wanted it to, so I may rewrite it at some point. Sigh.
The Devil's Trap
"I understand you're upset." Sam screeched through the pain as his arm was nearly wrenched from its socket. "But-"
"You understand nothing." Tony snarled as he threw Sam against the back wall of the porch as if he weighed no more than a sack of potatoes. "Stephen was my everything for thousands of years. He was with me in Heaven, followed me after the fall even though it condemned his soul to Hell, and stayed with me every minute thereafter."
"Well it was your idea to overthrow and kill the devil. What did you think he'd do in response? He is the devil after all."
"Yet you still went along with it Sam."
"Ah yeah. Course I did. I'm pretty much screwed as it is. Lucifer owns my soul, Tony. I reap for him until one of you demons kill me than I am stuck in hell for the devil's amusement for all eternity. My only option was to void the deal somehow. If the devil wasn't around presto voided deal." Sam explained slowly as if to a two year old. "Not like I made the deal in the first place. But even I realized it wasn't a good idea to piss off the devil."
"Yet you were an essential part of the rebellion too. Yet you managed to escape unscathed. In fact the devil actually protected you as the building fell around us all."
"Which I still don't get. Maybe I'm still useful to him on Earth. Either way he still owns me once I die so who knows what-"
"I told you already. He's your father that's the reason he's protecting you."
"He's not my father!"
"We shall see."
Tony kicked Sam's feet out from under him before he could respond. His back hit the porch hard knocking the air from his abused body. Sam tried to curl into a ball to protect himself from the continuing assault as much as he could. He was sure that he felt bones breaking as Tony continued to kick him in the ribs.
"Tony do you really think that the Devil actually cares about me enough to help even if he is my father? He has no compunction about sending me to fight demons every other day remember. You've lost it man."
"Do you think he takes just anybody out for dinner or ice cream? I think you vastly underestimate your relationship. He doesn't visit any of the other reapers personally except to threaten them with death. What about Gladys huh? He let her out of Hell after she betrayed him just because you asked him to. Lucifer doesn't show mercy to anyone Sam. So he'll come, I promise you. Let's just hope for your sake he comes soon." Tony told him as he knelt in front of Sam's prone body. He ran a hand through Sam's blood encrusted hair almost gently before grabbing him by the scruff of the neck.
"Maybe if you all weren't such backstabbing asses." Sam snarled trying to hide his fear, but only succeeded in looking like an angry puppy. "Then Lucifer would want to hang out with you."
"I don't want to 'hang' with Lucifer. I want to kill him!" Tony tightened his hold so that his hand was wrapped around Sam's throat so when he stood up Sam's feet were hanging a few inches off the ground.
"There's your problem then." Sam wheezed as he tried to pull Tony's hand away from his windpipe. "I'm probably the only one he knows that doesn't want him dead."
"That's touching Sammy. Really."
Tony whipped around in surprise pulling Sam with him. It took only a moment for the Devil to categorize all of Sam's injuries. The reaper was hanging loosely in Tony's larger grip, wheezing loudly, bleeding profusely from his forehead and his right arm was held at a awkward angle from his body. The devil felt a bit of relief when he noticed that Sam was glaring at him and whispered that he was 'still a douche.'
"Let him go Antonius. Now!"
"And you thought he didn't care." Tony murmured to Sam before he carelessly threw him across the backyard into a metal lounge table. He rolled painfully into the umbrella that was attached to the middle of the table. The unexpected force toppled the table onto its side with Sam trapped under the tabletop.
"Ugh... Stop throwing me around!"
Sam looked up through one eye, the other was bruised and wouldn't open properly, and saw the devil still standing in the same spot as when he first arrived. Lucifer looked absolutely livid. In fact Sam had never seen that particular look aimed at him before, which was a huge relief because Sam didn't think his bowels could have stood it. Even when Lucifer threatened his life he still wore that creepy car salesman-like smirk. Lucifer took a menacing step towards Tony but was pushed back by an invisible force. As Sam watched Lucifer looked up and froze. Whatever he saw must have scared him though, because for just a moment the smirk dropped off Lucifer's face.
"What the hell?" Sam asked softly in confusion.
"Do you really think this can contain ME?" Lucifer asked quietly, yet in a voice that echoed with unearthly power. Just hearing it gave Sam a headache
"Let's find out shall we."
Tony changed into his winged demon form with a dark smirk in Lucifer's direction. His huge leathery wings lifted his body a few inches off the ground so that he looked like he was floating. For the first time since Sam had seen Tony's true form he actually looked menacing. Tony pulled his hand back and summoned a ball of what looked like black flames. As he threw it at Lucifer Sam wasn't overly concerned. He had after all seen the devil utterly annihilate a building full of demons with just a wave of his hand, not even two months ago.
"Oh... my... god." Sam blinked at the scene before him in disbelief. Lucifer was curled up on the floor at Tony's feet not moving. When the fireball hit the devil it propelled him back into what looked like an invisible wall where he was held as wave after wave of brimstone attacked his body. Only after the fire stopped was the devil able to move and only then collapse to the ground in agony. Or at least what Sam assumed was agony, as the devil never uttered a word. Sam forced himself to his feet and stumbled toward the macabre scene "How did you..."
"A Devil's Trap."
Sam must have looked as confused as he felt because Tony waved a clawed hand toward the ceiling. Sam looked up and saw this weird pentagon design painted on the ceiling above where the devil collapsed.
"It's a snare for lower level demons to bind their powers while they're trapped within the pentagon. It seems it works on Lucifer as well. For all intents and purposes right now Lucifer is human and can die like a human."
Sam was in shock, but as he looked down at the devil he believed that Tony was telling the truth. The devil's usually immaculate suit was singed in spots, his hair was a mess and his body was trembling slightly in pain. For whatever reason Sam thought that Tony would fight the devil on a level playing field, demon powers vs. demon powers, but now it seemed like Tony was just going to burn Lucifer alive when he had no way to defend himself. This shouldn't have surprised him considering Tony had just beat him up when they were supposedly friends, but for some reason this horrified Sam.
Tony raised both hands this time and the fire was double the size of the first attack. Without thinking Sam jumped in front of the wave of back flames just before they could touch Lucifer. All he knew was pain and heat. It felt like his body was being burned from the inside out. Just before the darkness stole him Sam thought he heard a voice telling him that what he was stupid. No kidding. Only Sam Oliver would do something so insane. Not like Lucifer would appreciate it. Sock and Ben would laugh themselves sick, but it wouldn't surprise them in the least. Andi was going to kill him though. He was so dead.
