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Chapter 6
When Alkaya returned with Sam's breakfast, John and Dean had already made their way back to the room.
Sam endured the goodnatured teasing Dean gave him for being stuck eating the hospital food.
Before she left, Alkaya caught Sam's eye and sent him a message in that special way of hers.
" Sleep, we can continue our conversation then."
With that and another warm smile, she was gone.
Sam immediately began to feel drowsy.
" I don't get a choice do I." Thought Sam as he sank down into the pillows.
" Nope." Was the Phantom voice's answer.
" Is it okay if I sleep a while?" Asked Sam tiredly to Dean who was sitting the closest.
" Hey man, no problem. You should rest anyway." Said Dean with a smile.
" We'll be here when you wake up." Said John in the distance somewhere.
With a sigh, Sam let his rapidly heavying eyelids slide shut, surrendering to the world of sleep, both dreading and anticipating what he would find on the other side.
Dean and John watched as Sam drifted off, the both of them feeling tender smiles spread across their faces, memories of a shaggy haired little five year old boy sleeping peacefully with his thumb in his mouth dancing through their heads.
But then, reality called, they had people to call, information to gather, a Colt gun they needed to put into safe keeping, and a whole myriad of other things.
But what was cheif in their minds was the now sleeping young man laying in a hospital bed, resting after committing some extraordinary actions.
As quietly as they could, John and Dean stepped out of the room for a little bit, leaving Sam to his slumber while they began to try and figure out what to do next.
They were Hunters after all.
Sam found himself standing in a forrest path, a light layer of snow covering the ground and the ominous looking Evergreen trees that flanked either side of the dirt road.
He was wearing noting but his hospital clothes, a thin white shirt and light blue pajama bottoms.
On top of that, be was barefoot.
But he felt no coldness in what should've been a frigid environment.
" Samuel." Alkaya's disembodied voice beckoned through the still air.
" Where are you?" Asked Sam as he looked around, trying to find the mysterious woman.
" Walk down this path until you reach a clearing, I'll be waiting for you, we have alot to talk about."
" Where am I?" Asked Sam as he began walking down the path, his feet didn't feel the rough and cold surface beneath them, it was more like he was walking on a smooth, perfectly even, warm, linolium floor.
" You're asleep. This place is inside you're head, a dream world of sorts." Answered Alkaya from where ever she was.
" And you should hurry up, we don't have all day." She added.
" Oh, right." Said Sam, feeling a little sheepish as he picked up his pace.
After a little while, Sam could see the clearing up ahead. He trotted the rest of the way until he was at his destination.
" Alkaya?" He called as he searched frantically for the Blue-eyed woman.
" Up here Bean Stalk." Came Alkaya's mirth filled voice, from somewhere above him.
Sam whirled around and stared up into the trees, and felt his face go slack with awe as he caught sight of Alkaya.
She was standing barefoot on one of the branches of an Evergreen.
Gone was the demure Nurse's uniform, instead Alkaya stood wearing a pure white, summer dress, the skirt long and flowing over her legs, lightly bellowing out around her, the collar was wide around her shoulders, exposing flawless, pale caramel skin. Gone was the simple ponytail, in their stead where thousands upon thousands of thin ebony braids. ( Think Ebony from America's Next Top Model Cycle 5). These braids cascaded down from Alkaya's head, coming to just above the small of her back.
But it was her eyes that caught the most of Sam's stunned gaze.
No longer were they Blue-green, they were now a pale, milky White-blue, other worldly yet, they were warm and smiling, almost human in some odd way.
" Dude, you're catching flies." Smirked Alkaya before she used that branch she was perfectly balanced on as a spring board.
Sam watched as Alkaya launched herself into the air, she moved like poetry in motion, twisting and twirling in a graceful arch before she landed on her feet, a mere arm's length from Sam.
They stared at eachother before Alkaya wordlessly held out a long fingered hand. Sam stared at the offered hand before slowly reaching out and taking it into his own.
It was warm.
" I know a good place we can sit and talk. And belive me, we have a lot to talk about." Said Alkaya as she gently pulled Sam with her, the two of them walking out of the clearing.
The next thing Sam knew, they were standing at the edge of a great and vast lake, the waters still and mirrorlike.
Alkaya let go of Sam's hand and he immediately missed the warm contact, he watched as she walked along the sandy bank, until she reached a large, flat topped boulder sitting by the water's edge.
Sam watched her gracefully climb onto the rock and sit down. She looked up at him and smiled as she patted the spot next to her with a hand.
Sam nodded before slowly walking over to the bolder and easily climbing onto it, taking a seat beside Alkaya.
" You remember the question you asked me when we last spoke?" Asked Alkaya.
" Who am I meant to be?" Asked Sam softly, fear bubbling up from within him at what the answer to this question would be.
Alkaya let out a small sigh before she spoke.
" That's actually a little complicated."
" What do you mean?" Asked Sam.
" The truth is Samuel, you could end up being one of two very different but very powerful things." Answered Alkaya.
Sam's brow knitted in confusion.
" What do you mean?" He asked.
" What I mean is, the choices you make now will who you become in the not to distant future. Samuel, of the special children, you are the strongest one of all. If you choose the path of Darkness, the path the Yellow Eyed Demon wants you to take, you will become his heir, and commander of his armies, legions upon legions of evil unrivaled by all else, from the very bowels of Hell itself, all with one purpose, the destruction of that is holy and good in this world. Hell, you'll no longer human. Just a souless creature of evil"
Alkaya paused as she watched the look of sheer disbelief and horror etch itself across Sam's face. She could tell he was about to have a full on Panic attack, she reached out and gripped his chin in a firm but gentle grip, she forced him to look at her.
" Hey, don't freak out on me, I'm not done yet."
As Sam stared into those milky Blue-white eyes, he felt himself calm down instantly. With a small nod, he told he was listening.
" I've told you about the path of Darkness and what it will entail, but that is just one path. Sam, if you choose the path of light, the path that me and the Higher Powers are hoping you will choose, you will become what the Demon fears most, the bringer of his destruction. Choose the light, you will become the greatest Hunter of all things Supernatural and unholy. Choose the path of light, you will keep your soul, you're humanity, but most of all, you'll still be you, Samuel Morgan Winchester. Just... with an upgrade."
Alkaya gave sheepish look at the last part.
Sam on the other hand, didn't notice.
He couldn't breath, he couldn't think, all he felt now was an all consuming terror.
Without a word, Sam flung himself from the rock and his companion and took off, barreling back into the woods.
Alkaya watched with sad eyes at his rapidly retreating form.
Sam dashed across the wooded path, running as fast as his long legs could carry him, his eyes burning as tears of sheer anguish fell unchecked from his eyes.
He ran and ran for all his worth until he reached the clearing, it was there that he crashed to the ground, collapsing onto his knees.
his breath was ragged and harsh as he sat with his head bowed as the tears continued to flow.
This could not be happening.
It just wasn't possible.
What was he supposed to do?
He was so totally lost, he didn't notice a pair of pale, milky eyes watching him sadly.
He jumped when he felt a warm hand on his shoulder, he whirled around to stare up at Alkaya.
" Please tell me you were lying." He moaned.
Alkaya shook her head before she spoke.
" Destiny and Fate are things you can't really lie about, to others or to yourself."
" I never asked for this, for any of this. It's not fair." Yelled Sam.
The next thing Sam knew, he felt himself get tackled to the ground, Alkaya looming over him, her eyes blazing and when she spoke, her voice was deadly serious.
" It's not supposed to be fair Samuel, you were chosen by powers beyond your control or understanding. There are only two paths you can take."
Alkaya lashed out and gripped Sam's face in her hands, preventing him from being avert his gaze.
" So tell me Samuel Winchester, what do you choose, the Path of Darkness, or the Path of Light? And be advised, once you choose, there's no going back." She said fiercely.
" So what's in gonna be?"
The tears suddenly dried and the terror faded away as a fire began blazing with the Moss-green depths of Sam's eyes.
Alkaya watched as moss-green eyes turned to a pale electric blue, blazing with a still unknown power.
A fierce determination painted itself across Sam's face.
He reached out with his hands and firmly grasped Alkaya's wrists, pulling her hands away from his face. He sat up and looked her dead in the eye, pale eyes staring back at pale eyes.
His lips parted and he uttered the words that would seal his fate, for all eternity.
" I choose the path of Light."