Title: before there was time
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 155
Point of view: third
Prompt: Lucifer!Sam, first drops of hellfire
He stands on a mountaintop. Everest, he thinks its called. Tallest mountain in the world. Or maybe that other one is, the next-door neighbor. Doesn't matter.
He stands on a mountaintop and watches fire rain, scorching and burning, the first true sign of the end of days.
At least, the first true sign the weak, pathetic, sniveling sacks of flesh can understand.
In truth, the world--humanity's world--has been ending for nearly thirty years, now. Maybe even longer. Perhaps, he thinks, studying the play of flames against a gray sky, this realm has been on this path since Azazel met Mary Campbell.
Yes, he decides, smiling as his brother appears on the horizon, wings sizzling as litle drops of hellfire hit his glorious wings.
Michael's sword is in his hand, death on his heart, and Lucifer thinks, That's when it all began to end.