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Sam slid on the floor and just crossed his legs to his chest. Next to him were shard of glass from the mirror. He didn't know what was happening anymore. He wasn't sure if he was responsible for all of this, or it's actually something to hunt. There was a knock on the door and he was jumped out of his thoughts.
"Sammy. You okay?" Dean asked. Why is he even bothering with him?
"Yeah. I'll be out in a minute." Sam got up and he suddenly felt different. He doesn't even know why he does. He opens the door and smirks. The mirror is all fixed. Like it was never even broken in the first place.
"You okay?" Sam just smirks and laughs.
"Yeah. Never better." He then goes to the bed and sits on it. Dean looks at him suspiciously.
"Sam. Look at this." Castiel told him. Sam got up and he walked over to Castiel.
"What?" He pointed to the article.
"This creature pretty much ripped her in half. It didn't just stab her it ripped her apart." Was Sam supposed to be amused by this?
"Okay. I'll talk to Caroline and ask her if she saw Miranda be ripped apart." Sam gets his FBI suit on and he leaves.
"Where did Sam go?" Dean asked after he came out of the bathroom.
"He went to go talk to the witness again." Dean nodded and sat down on the motel bed and sighed.
"Dean. Are you okay?"
"No Cas. I'm not. Sam is different." Cas noticed it too. He noticed something dark in Sam every time he's around him. But he can't figure out what it is.
"You're right. Whenever i'm around him, I can feel a dark presence around him. I don't know what it is." Dean sighs and puts his hands to his face.
"I want to help him. I want to make sure he's okay." He really did. Even though he's still pissed off about the hunt, he will always be there to look after Sam. Nothing will ever change that.
Sam walks up to Caroline's door and he knocks on it. She opens it and she smiles and he winks.
"Agent Smith. I wasn't expecting you back. What can I help you with? Sam put on a charming smile and she blushed at that.
"I wanted to talk more about Miranda if that's okay." She nods and lets him in. He sits on her couch next to her and he sees a picture of her and a man.
"Who's this?" She sees the picture and she explains to him.
"That's my husband David. He's currently out of town for a job he has." Sam seemed a little sad and angry at the same time.
"So what I wanted to ask you was, did you see Miranda's body being ripped apart?" Caroline looked shocked but she moved closer to Sam.
"I ran before I saw what the killer did." Caroline started to move her hand on his lap and he smirked.
"So, you didn't see anything?" She gets closer several inches to his face.
"Not. A .Thing." She kisses him and Sam kisses back roughly. They go up to her room and he pushes her against the wall and kisses her neck. She moans and she takes his jacket off and he takes her shirt off. He puts her on the bed and kisses her stomach. She takes his shirt off and kisses his chest. Sam then takes her pants off and Caroline scratches his chest a little. He growls and continues to kiss her and she takes off her bra. Things soon got rougher and hotter between the two of them.
Dean checks the time. 5 o clock. Sam left 2 hours ago to talk to Caroline. So where the hell is he? He was about to leave the motel, when Sam comes back in and his hair is a little messy.
"Sam where the hell have you been?!" He smiles and goes to the motel fridge.
"With Caroline." He said as if he didn't care.
"For 2 damn hours?!" Sam shrugged and got a beer out and opened it.
"Yeah. We were talking about what happened. So?" Dean couldn't believe what he was hearing!
"'So?' Sam I was worried about you!" Sam just scoffed and walked off. He changed out of his suit and got into his regular clothes.
"Yeah. Okay" Dean didn't have words for Sam's behavior. Of course he was worried about him!
"Dude. I'm hungry let's get something to eat. You drive." Sam said and walked out the door. He was shocked but he got the keys and got in the Impala. Dean turned the car on and backed out and went to the diner. They walked in and sat at a table. A brunette came up to their table and she was wearing a tight skirt and a tight tank top.
"Hello. My name is Allison and i'll be serving you. What can I get you?" Sam just looked at her up and down.
"I'll get a beer and a bacon cheeseburger please." Dean said and looked at Sam.
"Same thing as him." He winked at her and she blushed at him.
"Coming right up." She left and Sam continued to stare at her until he could no longer see her.
"Sam!" He looked at Dean annoyed.
"What?"
"Since when do you get a cheeseburger? And when did you start looking at women like that?"
"Like what?" Dean is just looking at Sam to see if anything is wrong.
"I don't know like you want to see them naked." Sam just looks bored. The waitress comes back with their beers and food.
"Enjoy." Before she leaves, Sam smiles at her and she blushes and turns her head.
"Oh I will Allison." She giggles and then leaves. Dean just has his mouth open and Sam is just eating.
"What?" Dean just shook it off and ate his burger. He asked Allison for the check and he saw she put her number on it.
"Score!" Dean just rolls his eyes and pays for everything. They drive back to their hotel. Castiel is there waiting for them
"Damnit Cas! I've told you not to wait in front of the door!" Cas was standing at the front door waiting for them.
"Sorry Dean." They both go inside and Sam goes to the bathroom.
"Cas. Something's wrong with Sam. He's not himself." He explains everything to Cas.
"It sounds like he's acting like you." Dean thought about it. But why? Why would he act like me?
"Why?" Before Dean could say any more, he hears a thud. He runs to the bathroom door and bangs on it.
"Sammy?! Sammy!" He tries to open it but the door is locked. He kicks the door and he goes in. Sam is on the floor with his hands on his head.
"Stop!" Sam kept yelling that. Dean knelt down beside him and tried to see what was wrong.
"Sammy?" Sam kept yelling 'stop' over and over.
"STOP!" He put his arms outstretched in front of him and made Dean fly backwards. Cas ran up next to Dean and looked at Sam. Sam collapsed on the floor. Dean was panting and was scared. Dean got up and put Sam on the bed.
"What happened?" Dean looked at Cas and he looked really scared.
"I don't know. He was on the floor with his hands to his head like he had a headache, then I went flying into the wall." Cas looked at Sam and then he went to his bed.
"What are you doing?" Cas looked back up at Dean.
"Going to see what happened earlier." He put his hand on Sam's forehead and went inside his mind.
Sam was knelt down with his hands to his knees. He got up and went over to the mirror. He looked up and saw his reflection.
"Go away" He said. His reflection stared back at him and chuckled.
"I will never go away Sam. I'm a part of you. We're the same person. I feel what you feel. You feel what I feel." Sam sighed and put his head down.
"I know you feel it Sam. That power within you. You can have it all." He shakes his head and nods no.
"I'm not doing it." He won't do it. He hasn't done it in a long time. The reflection chuckles.
"But you have Sam. You did it down to the drop." He looked at the mirror in horror and got upset.
"No that was you!" Sam got angry. It kept on laughing.
"No it was you. I stepped back. That was all you Sam" He shook his head and put his hands to his face.
"No! Go away!" He punched the mirror and he slid down the floor. He didn't know what was happening anymore. Was he the one killing people, or was he actually hunting something? There was a knock at the door and he was jumped out of his thoughts.
"Sammy. You okay?" Shit! Sam thought. If Dean sees the broken mirror, he will ask what's wrong.
"I'll be out in a minute!" Sam tried his best to fix the mirror. He picked up the shards.
"Let me in Sammy. I can help you have fun." He shakes his head and ignores the voice.
"You can't ignore me! I'm you!" Sam then dropped the shards to the floor and smiled. He fixed the mirror and opened the door.
"You okay?" Dean asks. Sam smirks and looks at Dean.
"Yeah. Never better." Sam walks out of the bathroom with an evil glint in his eye.
Cas gasps and he stands up and is weak.
"What happened? What did you see?" Cas couldn't even speak.
"Earlier today. That wasn't Sam" Dean was shocked to hear this and he looked at where Sam was. He looked a mess. His eyes looked like he hadn't slept. His face looked like he aged 10 years. His hair was in his face.
"What do you mean it wasn't Sam?" He moves Cas far from Sam so he doesn't hear them.
"What I saw in his head. He's fighting his inner darkness." Dean was confused.
"Inner darkness? What does that mean?" Cas looks at Sam and he looks scared.
"In his head. He was fighting his reflection. It kept asking him to do it."
"Do what?" Cas didn't know. He didn't want to know. They were both focused on Sam right now. Sam stirred and Dean went to him.
"Sam?" He opened his eyes slowly and he saw Dean. He felt weak and tired.
"Dean? What happened?" Dean helped Sam up and he looked at him.
"You don't remember what you did today?" He shrugged.
"Should I?" Cas and Dean look at each other. It wasn't good that Sam didn't remember anything.
"So you don't remember ever leaving this room?" Sam thought about it.
"No. I was in the bathroom last time. Then I woke up here. Did I faint?" Dean was sort of glad that he didn't remember what happened. But at the same time, he isn't sure if Sam is telling the truth or not.
"Yeah something like that." Sam shrugged and went to the bathroom. Dean followed him.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Coming with you." Sam rolls his eyes at Dean and faced him.
"Dean. I'm not a child I can go by myself. Besides I was gonna splash some water on my face." Dean continued to follow him and made sure that he splashed water on him.
"Dean. Why are you following me?" Sam went back to bed and Dean started packing.
"Why are you packing?"
"We're finished." Sam was confused. But they didn't kill the monster.
"Wait. We never found out what killed Miranda." Dean lied.
"I did. You were out cold. It was a werewolf. I took it down." Sam feels like Dean is lying but he didn't say anything. Sam's phone rang.
"Hello?" He hears Caroline on the other end of the phone.
"Hey Agent. I had a really good time today." Sam was confused. When was he with Caroline?
"Yeah, me too. Listen Caroline my partner and I found a new case and we are leaving town." He could practically see her sigh and nod.
"I completely understand Agent. Maybe you can come back and see me."
"Yeah. That sounds good." He hung up the phone and he started to go to Dean.
"Was that Caroline?" He nodded.
"Yeah she was just saying goodbye." Sam put his duffel bag in the trunk and he got in the passenger seat of the Impala. Cas was in the backseat.
"So where are we going?" Cas asked. Dean looked back at him and answered.
"To the bunker." Cas nodded. Sam started to fall asleep. He felt like he needed to remember something. But he didn't know what he was trying to remember.
"So what inner darkness is he trying to fight?" Dean asked.
"I don't know. But when I was in his head, I could feel it. It was evil. More evil than anything i've ever seen." That got him worried. He looked over at his sleeping brother. Sam is peacefully sleeping.
"How can that even be possible?" Dean didn't understand how or why this is happening to Sam.
"I don't know. But if he really has this inner darkness, then we need to step back." Dean looked at Cas like he was crazy.
"Why? He deserves to know! Besides what if he does something?" Sam is moaning and turning his head. Dean looked at him and decided to speed.
"Is he having a nightmare?" Sam wakes up and he seems normal. Dean double checks to make sure.
"Are we there yet?" He asked. Dean nods.
"Yeah. Sammy we're almost there." Sam just scoffs. Dean notices it.
"What?" Sam shrugged.
"Nothing." He didn't say anything else. Dean was confused and he didn't know why Sam pretty much scoffed at him. No one said anything else on the rest of the ride to the bunker.
Dean finally parked his car in the garage and got out. Sam followed him back into the bunker.
"Ahh. Home sweet home." Dean said as he opened the door. They all went downstairs and Sam went to his room. It was just Cas and Dean now.
"Okay. We need to tell Sam." Cas looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what to say.
"I know Dean. But it's probably going to be too much for him." He sighed and sat on the table.
"So what do we do? Just wait until he snaps?" Cas shrugged.
"I don't know. But for now, we need to keep an eye on Sam. Who knows what he might do?"
Sam felt so tired. It was a long way from their case back to the bunker. He didn't understand why Dean left in a hurry. Or why he finished the hunt without him. Actually, he didn't remember what he did or what he ate yesterday. He really wanted to take a nap. He went to the bathroom and splashed water on his face. He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. He has been having nightmares lately. Some are of Dean. Others are mostly just about a yellow and black eyed reflection. He felt like someone went into his head. Because he has a very big headache.
Because Cas was inside your head stupid.
He looked around and he didn't find the source of the voice. Who was speaking to him?
It was you Sammy. You did it.
Did what? He doesn't remember anything. He's shaking his head trying to get the voice out.
We're the same Sam. You like doing it. You like the power.
Sam clutches his head and he goes down to his knees.
"Leave me alone!" He screamed. But the voice wouldn't stop.
It's who you are. You're a monster. There's no changing that.
"Shut up!" Sam said. The voice inside him just laughed.
We're a part of each other. I'm not going away.
"No!" Sam shut his eyes even harder.
You killed her Sam. You liked it.
Dean was listening to AC/DC when he heard screaming coming from his brother's room.
"Sam?" He opens his door and sees Sam on the floor with his hands clutched to his head.
"Sammy! Snap out of it!" But Sam was still clutching his head. He then collapsed in his brother's arms. Dean helped him up and put him to bed. He's getting worried about Sam now. Cas comes in the room and he questions it.
"He was clutching his head. I think there are voices talking to him." Cas sighed and he put his hand to his face and walked around.
"Will he be okay?" Cas checked Sam's forehead. He was blown back in the wall. Dean went to Cas and helped him up.
"What the hell just happened?" Cas was panting and he looked scared.
"I tried to look into his head. But whatever it is that's talking to him, it's strong and blocked me out." Dean was horrified and scared. How could this have happened? He goes to Sam who's just breathing heavy.
"Sammy? Can you hear me?" Sam looked up at Dean and nodded.
"Yeah Dean." Sam got up and he headed for the bathroom. Dean followed him.
"Really? Dean i'm just going to the bathroom. It's not like I will be kidnapped." He moved Dean out of the way and closed the bathroom door. Sam sighed and he looked in the mirror. He was fine. No one was talking to him. He turned the water on and splashed it in his face. What was happening to him? He got out of the bathroom and saw Dean right in front of him.
"See? I'm fine. I'm gonna crash." He went to his bed and turned off the light. Sam saw Dean's shadow leave the room and left the door slightly open. Sam got under the comforters and went to sleep.
Sam was walking down the alley. But the thing is, he wasn't himself. He turned a corner and saw the creature right there. He smirked.
"You won't get away with this!" He laughed and went close to her.
"I already have." He slit her wrist and drank all the substance that hasn't been inside him for a very long time. He drank and drank and drank until there was nothing left of her. He used his knife and killed her. She sparked a yellow light and she died. He heard a noise behind him and saw Miranda.
"What are you doing?!" She looked terrified. Sam stuck his hand out and he closed his eyes and smiled. Her stomach sliced open and she started coughing up blood. He saw another person coming. He grabbed his knife and stabbed her. Sam grabbed Caroline and said in a growlly voice.
"You say anything. I'll kill you." She nodded and he put her down. She ran away and he laughed. Miranda was still heaving and she was on the verge of death. Sam kneels down in front of her.
"Man you won't die will you?" She looks up at him very scared out of her mind.
"Say goodbye to your life sweetheart." He then uses his mind to actually split her body in half. She was dead in less than a second. His eyes a sickly yellow and black. He put the body back together to make it seem like a stab wound. He just smiled and then ran away.
Sam jolted awake and looked around and noticed he was in his room. He was horrified. It was him. He was the one who killed Miranda. For no reason.
Rather than to punish her.
Sam shook his head and went to the bathroom where he saw in the mirror:himself.
"Well. Look who finally remembered." His reflection had the same eyes as him in his dream.
"I killed Miranda. But why? She was innocent." His reflection laughed and got closer.
"She wasn't innocent Sam. She saw you drink it. She saw you have that power. She had to be punished." He thought he had gotten rid of it. He hadn't tapped into it or drank that poison hiding in his veins in a long time.
"You know i'm right. What you felt while you were killing her, you loved it." Sam put his head down and got mad.
"Dean doesn't even think you're a normal person. Hell, he has always seen you as a freak." Sam had enough and put his hands over his ears.
"He hates you, Sam. He sees you like a monster. Look, he's even scared to go near you!" Sam knew this was true.
"He's still pissed off by the way. Yeah sure he's concerned now, but when you're not looking, he's pissed off. In fact why don't I show you?" The mirror twirled and it showed Dean in his room.
Dean was not asleep. He was thinking about Sam.
"What the hell is Sam's problem? He's fine and then he's not! What am I gonna do with him?" He pretty much ranted to Cas, who was next to him on the chair.
"I don't know Dean. But I do know that whatever is happening to him, he's slowly becoming something dark." Dean didn't want to believe it. But Cas was right. Whatever was happening to Sam, it's starting to get worse everyday.
"You know, none of this would have happened if he had just gotten that damn hunt right!" He practically yelled. He was still pissed off. He then yawned.
"Okay well. I'm gonna actually go to sleep. Night, Cas" Cas nodded and watched him sleep.
"Don't watch me sleep Cas!" Cas stepped out of the room and went downstairs to the rest of the bunker.
Sam couldn't believe what he had saw and heard. Did Dean really think of him that way? It's not his fault that this is happening to him.
"None of this is fake Sammy. He said that all himself." He then got angry and smashed the sink. His reflection was smiling.
"There he is! There's that anger I was looking for!" Sam was panting. He then asks the question he's been meaning to ask.
"What am I?" He asked. His reflection smiled and chuckled at that.
"Something so powerful that hasn't existed in millions of years. Something that even Angels, or other supernatural creatures can't defeat. I won't say yet. But soon, you will find out and enjoy it!" Sam was just shocked at that. He wasn't expecting such a long answer. He then felt anger rush through him. He turned the light off in his bathroom and went to his drawer. He took out a knife that you could stab someone easily. He then went downstairs and put holy fire on the knife and snuck behind Castiel. He then stabbed it through Cas's side and then he ran out.
Castiel was coughing up blood and he was heaving and trying to take the knife out. He didn't know what happened. He was just sitting down on the table drinking a beer, when he felt a very sharp pain in his side. He realized that the knife was etched in holy fire which could kill him. Cas tried to pull it out, but it was starting to take affect.
"D...Dean!" He tried to call Dean, but his voice was raspy which Dean probably couldn't hear. He then heard the front door open and close.
"Dean?" He heard a door slam and he tried one more time to call Dean.
"DEAN!" It seemed like forever, but Dean finally came out of his room and he saw Cas.
"What happened?" He pulled the knife out of Cas and he lifted his shirt up to see the wound.
"Luckily, it didn't spread into any other part but your side." Dean helped Cas up and he was still unsteady. Cas looked at Dean very seriously.
"Dean. I think Sam did this." He just laughed.
"What. You think Sam got out of bed, stabbed you because he wanted you dead, and then he just left you to die?" Dean was laughing but he stopped when he saw how serious Cas was.
"Sorry." Dean didn't want to believe it.
"I know how it sounds. But I heard the front door open and close. Now unless you went out, then I will guarantee you that was Sam." They both ran into Sam's room to make sure he was there. Thankfully, he was sleeping in bed.
"See? He's sound asleep, Now if you'll-" Dean stopped short when he saw something red on Sam's blanket. He recognized it as blood. Dean took the covers off of him and he was covered in blood.
"Holy shit!" Dean was horrified as he saw a knife in Sam's hand. It had a lot of blood on it. Like he had stabbed something or someone multiple times.
"No. This can't be happening." Dean was pacing around. Sam yawned and woke up.
"Cas. Dean. Why are you in my room?" But they didn't answer. They were to busy looking at all the blood.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" He then realized that his hand had blood on it. Sam looked down and he then saw he had blood everywhere.
"Oh my god!" He stood up and he was freaking out. Dean grabbed his shoulders and told him to calm down. Sam looked at Dean and he calmed down. Dean kinda stood back a little.
"Sam. What happened?" He didn't even know.
"I-I don't know. I was asleep and then I woke up with blood." Dean didn't know what to do. What was happening to his brother?
"I-I'll be in the shower." Sam got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
"I've never seen anything like this Dean. I wish I could be more useful. But I don't know what's happening." Dean nodded.
"It's okay Cas. You've done everything and it's fine. You're a very big help." They both leave Sam's room.
Sam is trying to wash all the blood off that he had on him. What's going on with him? Who did he kill? Why did he kill them?
For power
That voice was back. The one telling him to do all the wrong things. The voice inside him who's right and was his voice.
We were never going to be okay Sam. We're monsters.
Sam didn't want to believe it. But he knew that it was true. That he is a monster.
Dean has even called you that.
He gets out of the shower and looks in the mirror. He smiles as his eyes turn black and yellow.
Holy shit! Wow. That was long. Sam is slowly losing his sanity and mind. Dean and Cas are trying to help him. But at the same time, they're being cautious. I didn't add the "present" because by this point in the show it shows the whole thing before you go back. So i'm doing that until we actually go to the present. If that makes any sense. So it's just showing what's happening to Sam and what he's becoming. Okay I hope you liked it. More to come. Bye!