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Sam was a statue. He couldn't move as Lilith's words floated through his head.
No matter how many people you save, thousands more will die... limitless power... no deals... resistance wouldn't exist... God...
The way Lilith was talking, it seemed as if Sam wouldn't be taken over if he accepted Lucifer's power.
Wait. What was he thinking? Lilith is a demon. More than that, she is the leader of the resistance trying to undermine his authority. Why would Lilith have any reason to tell Sam the truth?
Sam glanced over at Dante's still form slumped against the wall. Should he continue to kill the demon that betrayed him or should he get some information out of him?
Sam snapped his fingers. The double doors opened and two demons walked in.
"Take Dante down to Alistair to learn his lesson about withholding information."
The two demons took a frightened Dante and disappeared into the depths of hell.
Sam sighed as he felt another demon about to teleport in. What now?
Casey appeared in front of Sam on one knee. "Sir."
Sam rolled his eyes. "What is it Casey? I'm not in the best of moods right now."
Casey stood up. "There is talk amongst the resistance about a coup. They are actively planning to overthrow you as we speak."
Sam laughed mirthlessly. So much for Lilith promising she wanted to help him. Her visit was merely a means to lower his guard.
Casey looked concerned. "Sir, this is no laughing matter. Their forces are quite powerful. At your current power level, you cannot take on all of them at once."
Sam shook his head. "That bitch. She thinks she can force me to do what she wants by using her followers?"
"S-sir? Are you okay?"
"What?" Sam looked up at Casey. Looking back on what he said, Sam realized he must seem crazy right now. He could use this. "No, I'm not okay. I want you to tell everyone I am starting a war with the resistance. I am sick and tired of those demons undermining my authority! I am the King of Hell. Lilith is nothing to me. Nothing. Her power is laughable. Spread the word. Let every demon know. Let word get to the resistance so they know how incredible fucked they are."
Casey's look of concern deepened. Good. She thought Sam had completely lost his mind. "Are you sure you want to-"
"Yes! I have never been so sure, Casey. My brother is gone. I cannot accept the fact that he is dead until the resistance is dead as well."
Casey bowed. "As you wish."
Sam smiled to himself as Casey teleported out. He couldn't wait to see what mistakes the demons would make once they thought he had fallen off the deep end. The true colors were about to come out, and Sam would see who is actually loyal to him.
The demons stood in shock as they waited for their leader to react. Lilith's smile wavered.
"W-what? He said WHAT?!"
The messenger demon shrunk in fear. "Th-the word in h-hell is th-that the B-boy King declared w-war on us..."
The demons weren't sure as to what was going on in Lilith's head. Her eye twitched. Her smile sunk. Her entire demeanor changed. Was she scared? Was she pissed? A little bit of both?
Lilith started to cackle, an eerie, inhuman cackle that sent shivers of fear down the spines of all demons present.
"He's gone out of his mind challenging me like that. Who does he think he is? Being Azazel's Boy King doesn't give him any credibility. His powers are still developing. To a demon like me, he's hardly even an infant. Sam Winchester, you've got yourself a war." Lilith smirked as she gazed around at the crowd of demon around her - no, below her. "It is time for our resistance to gain some momentum! We cannot let that human stand tall any longer! He must be put in his place! In order to show that fake king where the real power lies, we are going to wage war against heaven!"
The demons all sneered. Destroy heaven? Don't mind if they do.
Lilith sunk against the alley wall, finally alone. She put her hands in her lap to stop them from shaking. As much of a brave face as she put on for her subordinates, Lilith had to admit to herself that she was bloody terrified. Sam Winchester was waging war on her? Now? Why? Lilith thought she had given him a damn near perfect argument to join her side, but now the Lord's vessel was committed to destroying her? This can't happen yet; it's far too early.
Damn. Because of Sam's actions, Lilith had to start the plan too soon. She wasn't ready yet. Hell, she wasn't even sure if hell could take on heaven during this time of civil war. Lilith needed a Plan B and fast.
The payphone at the end of the alley started to ring, causing Lilith to jump. Shit. Why was she so jumpy? She was Lilith, the first demon, for fuck's sake. She stormed over to the payphone and nearly tore the headset from the base.
"Who is this, and why are you calling a freaking payphone?"
The person on the other line chuckled. "You are more fiery than I've heard, Lilith."
Lilith froze, her anger replaced by caution. "Who is this?"
"My name is Zachariah, and I'm here to help."
"Zachariah? As in, the angel?" Lilith rolled her eyes. "Just try and smite me. I dare you. You have no power over me, so stop the charade."
The voice lost all mirth. The tone was tight as it responded, "I am not here to fight you, although I'm sure heaven could deal with a worthless demon such as yourself - but that's not why I called. I want to help you break the seals to release Lucifer."
"You want to release Lucifer? You?" Lilith laughed. "Sure."
The voice was strained, as if it was hard to keep a pleasant tone of voice. "It has been prophesized that Lucifer would rise again and have the ultimate fight with Michael, so yes, I would like to help that prophesy become a reality. I cannot wait any longer because the first vessel is now dead, and I'd rather not lose the backup vessel we have until after the fight."
"It sounds like we have matching agendas. I'm in. Let's break some seals and release the devil."