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Sam puts his plan into action by completing the first part of it…Later as he sleeps he receives another angry visit…

Sam had heard the moans and cries through the paper thin wall as he laid out his items for the summoning spell. Though he felt his anger and disgust rising within him he remained calm as he reminded himself that soon those sounds would be distant memories. Drawing out an inverted pentagram and spreading out the items he needed: Some of Carmen's hair which he obtained through picking off of Dean's coat, bones, some old runes, and of course Lucifer's blade, Sam grabbed Lucifer's blade. Taking the blade he grunted as the sharp edge sliced across his palm. Placing the wounded hand over the bowl with the other items, he began the incantation.

Silent killer, silent hunter

I call upon you hear me now

Appear before me as I command you

Minion of darkness, minion of malice

I summon you so show yourself!

Dark smoke appeared within the circle and a form began to materialize. As it became solid Sam began to smile. An assassin demon was the way to eliminate part of his problem. These demons were ruthless killers and hunters when they were alive and when they died they became assassin demons. They were called upon when needed to carry out a particularly dirty task. This one was once an assassin for the Roman Emperor Nero. And ruthless did not even begin to describe what he did when he was alive. Standing motionless, the demon glared at Samael. Once it saw the yellow eyes emerge, the demon's facial expression changed immediately. It became one of respect and regret for the expression. It bowed slightly and looked back up. It began to speak "Forgive me Samael for I did not recognize you. How can I serve you Leader of Lucifer's Armies?" Samael passed the hairs over to the demon. The creature looked at the strands of chestnut and inhaled deeply. His eyes narrowed and a look of disbelief crossed his face. "An angel? Why an angel, Samael?"

"She is part of a larger problem and I need her eliminated. And you are the demon for the job. Tomorrow night we will be at the old fort. I will make sure that the angel is separated from Dean. Once she is alone you will attack. But as we all know that there are very few items that can seriously hurt or kill and angel. But this will do the job rather nicely" He pulled out the blade handing it over to the demon. His eyes went wide as he knew what he was holding. Looking up at Samael he nodded understanding what he had to do. Bowing one more time he vanished. Samael smiled maliciously knowing that he would be one step closer to achieving his goal. Stripping down he headed to the shower. The steady stream of hot water would help him relax as he anticipated the drama that would occur tomorrow night. His next target would be Castiel. He knew the angel would be trouble and he would need to be out of the way since he would protect the one he really wanted. His face twisted into an ugly combination of pure hate and malice when he thought of his last target. Brooklyn. Ever since she invaded his dreams and threatened him, he knew immediately he had to get rid of her. But he had the best part saved for her. Oh yes he was going to make her pay dearly for what she did.

As he let his anger subside, he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Drying himself off he slid into some clean sleep clothes and crawled under the covers. What he did not realize was that he was about to have another unwelcomed visit. Sam found himself standing on what seemed to be on a large sand dune. As he stepped back he underestimated his footing and fell backwards down the dune until he landed at the feet of the one who created this dream. Looking up he locked eyes with Brooklyn. Her stare hard and cold as her eyes narrowed down at him. Jaw clenched she began to speak coldly "I warned you, Sam, or should I say Samael, to back off Carmen. I know of what you have planned for Carmen. Do you really think you will be able to separate her from Dean? Well guess what Dean is starting to think something is up. He may not realize it but deep down he can sense something is after her. He just does not realize that it is you that is after her. I realized what was going on after the first time I came to warn you. I may not be able to help physically but don't count me out altogether. I told you there would be consequences for your actions. Now I'm going to show you" She lifted a hand and tossed Sam across the dune until he landed on his back. Brooklyn stepped up to him looking down. Sam attempted to launch himself at her but she was too fast. Stepping to the side she stuck out her arm catching his neck with it launching him backwards. He rubbed his throat feeling pain from the force of his body hitting her arm. Feeling the anger rising he stood up glaring at her with yellow eyes. She stood there merely looking at the Boy King. "You know, Samael, your eyes don't scare me. Cas warned me about you back when I first met him. Told me everything. Though Dean cannot sense it I could sense the evil creeping in your soul and taking over your heart. It was like you gave up the fight and let this demonic presence take over" Samael continued to glare at her "You think you are so powerful just because you are a daughter of Gabriel. Who the Hell do you think you are invading my dreams and telling me what to do?!?!? HUH!?!? You tell me, Brooklyn!" His voice laced with hate and venom as he spat out the last words. Holding her ground, Brooklyn threw back at the demon "Like you said, Samael, I am a daughter of Gabriel and with that birthright comes certain responsibilities. One of which is to protect the innocent and stop demonic bitches like you from succeeding in doing so. And besides, Boy King, did you really think that your plans were going to go undetected by us? Like I said I can see things and events and believe me I have been keeping serious tabs on your hateful ass. "

"Enough chit chat!" The demon charged at Brooklyn one last time yellow eyes blazing as it lunged at her. The demon did not see the young hunter drop kick until it was on its back. Brooklyn put her foot on his throat, her strength overcoming his. Glaring down at the demon she one final warning "If you do not call off the assassin, Samael, I will make sure that you suffer more than what I did here."

Releasing her hold on the demon Brooklyn stepped back and clapped her hands together. Samael sat up in bed blinking his eyes. That bitch was getting on his nerves. This was the second time she had threatened him and she had used physical violence against him. Him, the Boy King! He was beaten by a damned hunter. He was out maneuvered by a mere human. A human with the blood of Gabriel flowing through her veins no less. Lying back down he closed his eyes and fell back asleep. Better sleep well Dean and Carmen, he thought as he drifted off to sleep.

As Carmen and Dean slept in one another's arms, the assassin demon watched them. He wanted to see this angel that was going to meet his blade. What a pity too, she was a pretty thing. The assassin quietly vanished into the night waiting to carry out Samael's request. The blade reflected against the moonlight highlighting the ancient inscription on the hilt.

Ok everyone please review. Samael is really going all out to make sure his threats are out of the way. The dark powers have really taken over him. Well I will have the next chapter up soon. Thanks again to everyone!