Lucifer's Ride @mystic75
Chapter 2

Lucifer was elated to finally be rid of that sniveling worm, Nick Vaught. He was constantly whining about his wife and daughter being murdered. It was really getting old. And besides he was quickly burning through his body. The part he hated, was having to throw Michael into the cage. He loved his brother, but Michael left Lucifer with no choice. He hated fighting with his brothers. Even when Gabriel was driving him insane with his tricks, Lucifer hated killing him.

Lucifer had never felt so good being in Sam's body. It was like he was finally awake after sleeping for a millennia. Sam truly was the perfect vessel. He had burned through so many meat suits over the years that he had gotten used to never being able to stretch his wings, so to speak. Never feeling like he could reach full strength. But, Sam's body would never burn out. It was like he was tapping into an endless supply of energy and he never needed to recharge.

"LET ME OUT, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!", Sam screeched from deep down in the deepest recesses of his mind. Sam was trapped in an endless maze of rooms and doors that lead nowhere. Every room looked exactly the same as the last. Each room had a door on all four walls, but no matter which door he chose, it was always the same room he ended up in. The next room was more of the same and Sam screamed in angry frustration. Instead of opening another door, he pounded on the wall, screaming for help. He even clawed at the wallpaper, trying to dig his way out. Nothing worked and he turned and slid down the wall, landing hard on his ass.

Lucifer smiled when Sam suddenly quieted in his mind. He didn't mind the angry screams so much. He was used to it. It was the pathetic sobbing of some of his vessels that he couldn't stand. He hated when they blubbered about being tricked into letting Lucifer in. Sobbed when they realized he was not who he claimed to be. But, annoyances like that came with the territory.

But one thing he loved about having a new body was digging through their memories. It was better than a night at the movie theater. Rummaging through Sam's memories were especially fun. So much pain. So much loss. There were memories of the few relationships and flings he had had over the years and some were pretty steamy. Most were kinda vanilla.

One women kept popping up more than most. They weren't romantic memories though. They were fond memories. Like a sibling relationship. There were strong memories of Dean hugging her but it didn't seem like there were romantic feelings there either. Then a memory of her saying that she was a lesbian flew by him and he grinned like the Cheshire Cat. She was quirky, and funny, and smart. Sam loved her very much. 'She'll be interesting to play with', Lucifer thought. Lucifer decided to have a little chat with Sammy-boy. He walked up to the mirror in the ratty motel room he had taken up temporary residence in. He saw Sam sitting on the floor against the wall.

Sam sat on the floor of that empty room just staring at the wall when an all too familiar voice called his name from the other side of the room. It was his own voice. When he looked up, there was a mirror on the far wall that wasn't there just moments before. He saw his own face staring back at him, but he knew it was not him. It was the monster that controlled his body, the beast that killed Cas and Bobby, and beat Dean almost to death. He sneered at the face and then looked away. He wasn't in the mood for conversation.

"SAMMY!", Lucifer called in a sing song voice. "Come on Sammy! Talk to me!" The face in the mirror pouted and knocked on the glass trying to get his attention. "SAMMY!"

"DON'T CALL ME SAMMY, YOU SON OF A BITCH!", Sam growled. "ONLY DEAN IS ALLOWED TO CALL ME THAT!" The Sam in the mirror threw his hands up in defeat and took a step back. For a moment, Sam thought that the monster would leave, but his luck wasn't that good. The mirror Sam stepped back up and looked down at him with a tired sigh. The look he gave Sam was like a frustrated parent trying to deal with a toddler throwing a temper tantrum.

"I'm here to stay, Sam", the doppelganger spat. "So you'd better deal with it. Get on board or shut you fuckin' cake hole!" Sam shot the mirror image a dirty look and then looked away. His jaw muscles twitched but he kept quiet. The Sam in the mirror gave him a wide smile. "That's much better!" He leaned his elbows on the edge of the mirror and cupped his chin in his hands. "Now, I wanna talk to you about someone I saw inside you melon, Sam. Someone I would very much like to get to know".

"STAY AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS, YOU TWISTED FREAK!", Sam screamed. The Sam in the mirror sighed again and shot him a stern look, but didn't chastise Sam. He just continued where he left off. "A person that you have very strong feelings for!" Sam stood up and approached the mirror slowly. The fear in his eyes made the mirror version snicker.

"Who...who are you talking about?", Sam whispered. Mirror Sam just smirked at him.

"Wouldn't you like to know?", the mirror chuckled.

"WHO?!", Sam screamed, grabbing the frame of the mirror and shaking it violently. The mirror Sam held onto the edges of the frame, trying to stay on his feet. Sam would have found it funny had he not been so pissed off.

"OK! OK! JUST STOP WITH THE SHAKING ALREADY!", the reflection bellowed. "I'LL TELL YOU, OK?!" Sam backed away from the mirror with his hands balled into fists at his side. "So angry...Skywalker". The man in the mirror straightened his jacket and smoothed his hair.

"TALK!", Sam growled. The reflection groaned and rolled his eyes at Sam.

"Oh, she's a quirky little redhead!", the man in the mirror purred. "Spunky! A free spirit!" Sam looked off into space for a moment before his eyes went wide and he looked at the twisted version of himself in horror.

"NO!", Sam screamed. "YOU LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU SICK FUCK!" The face in the mirror started to chuckle, then laugh, and then bray like a friggin' jackass! Sam pulled his fist back and punched the mirror as hard as he could. The mirror cracked into hundreds of pieces but stayed together in the frame. A tiny Lucifer wearing Sam's face appeared in each shard of glass. Each face laughed and the laughter got louder and louder until Sam had to cover his ears. Then it suddenly stopped and Sam slowly looked up at the mirror again. Then the faces all spoke in unison.

"Charlie Bradbury will be ours".

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