Love Fire, Love Destruction | By : Hellhound666 Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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So, sadly, the voting is over and here are the final results
Tall Tales AU – 13 votes Angelic AU – 7 votes Sam the hybrid dragon – 9 votes Michael's ruler of Hell – 7 votes Prison AU – 4 votes College AU – 4 votes The Devil's Advocate – 1 vote So, the Tall Tales AU will be the first story done, and I hope you all enjoy it, there will be a small surprise a few chapters in, depending on how well the chapters go. Sam had been told long ago that he had unusual blood inside him by a psychic. His father and brother called it demon blood but Sam knew better; he was part Kitsune and Kitsune are spirits, not demons. Originally, John had tried to suppress and even eventually destroy the powers that came with the blood and the blood itself. Sam knew that this was wrong and foolish; Sam knew that the blood was a part of him now, and knew that it would never really go away. When had they had seen that Sam had been given the unusual ability of blocking and binding other Supernatural creatures powers, Dean convinced John that this had been a blessing in disguise all along. John had grudgingly agreed and they started on honing Sam's abilities and John's motto eventually became 'Fight fire with fire', especially once they saw what Sam's fire could do to the monsters it hit. However, when one creature they were hunting asked Sam how he felt going after his own kind, Sam started doubting if this was how he was supposed to live; he was something of the Supernatural himself, so should he really be hunting creatures that were like him? It was one week later that he applied to colleges in hopes of getting away from this life. When Stanford offered him a full ride, he and his dad had a screaming match to and all screaming matches. Sam had said that he didn't want to hunt a part of himself and his father said that if Sam could honestly connect to those monsters, then he could run, but he had better be careful because some hunter might just kill him, which was what you did to anything that wasn't human. Sam had run and never looked back, ignoring all of Dean's calls, knowing that if anyone was going to agree with John, it would be John's favourite son. While at Stanford, Sam had been introduced to Jessica Moore, a woman who had been fascinated with Japanese folklore since she was a little girl. She knew all about it, from the Abumi-guchi, a type of tsukumo-gami formed from a stirrup, usually one that once belonged to a fallen soldier, to the Zhong Kui, a vanquisher of ghosts and evil beings, and reputedly able to command 80, 000 demons. When Sam had asked what she knew about Kitsune, she had had quite a bit to say, seeing as how she favoured the Kitsune quite a lot. “In Japanese folklore, the Kitsune are often presented as tricksters; sometimes very malevolent ones. The tricksters Kitsune employ their magical powers to play tricks on people; those portrayed in a favourable light tend to choose as targets overly-proud samurai, greedy merchants, and boastful commoners, while the more cruel Kitsune tend to abuse poor tradesmen and farmers or Buddhist monks. Despite their role as tricksters, however, a Kitsune will keep a promise it has given and will strive to repay any favour it owes. Occasionally a Kitsune will take a liking to and attach itself to a certain person or household; as long as it is treated with respect, it will use its powers for the benefit of its companion or hosts.” “So, you see, the Kitsune are basically the Japanese version, as well as pack version, of Anansi of Africa and Loki of Scandinavia. I believe that Kitsune are the rightful judgement callers of Japan. I think that those who call them cruel and say they go after the weak and humble, are the ones who were scorned by the Kitsune, and want everyone to believe that they were the victims of an unjust prank.” Jessica explained while they had been drinking coffee. “You believe that they really exist then?” Sam had asked when she finished her story/explanation. “Of course; I believe in Angels, and as much as I wish it were other wise, you can't believe in one, and not the other.” It was not long after that, that they moved in together and soon, Dean was breaking and entering, dragging Sam with him to try and find dad and then the... horrible 'accident' which cost Jess her life. Which led them to this university that had a ghost that attacked and killed a pervert, a hazer who slow danced with an alien, and then the animal experimenter who got eaten by an alligator. Bobby had of course been right; if they hadn't had their heads so far up their asses, Sam would have realized that he had finally found another Trickster, something he thought that he would never actually run into. “I don't get it though Bobby, if it's a Trickster, why didn't Sam pick it up?” Dean asked and Sam had to resist the urge to smack Dean; he was a radar for demons not demi-gods damn it! Besides that he found them, he didn't identify the damn bastards! “My guess? This Trickster is older than most that Sam is used to; he started working on that ability last year in order to find Yellow Eyes right? But he just started being able to sense Cross-Road demons, and only the employees at that; he can't get even a whiff of the big boss.” “Well excuse me for being a weak ass radar system but it took me five years before I was able to fully bind the powers of a pissed off Poltergeist! And six years before I was able to properly barbeque a Banshee! Now, stop talking about me as if I'm not in the room and try to figure out just who the bloody Trickster is here!” “Sammy, before you go on with your PMSing, there's only one guy who's been at ground zero for this whole thing remember?” “The janitor?” “Of course, who else?” “Well, if the two of you are so certain about this, we're going to have to set a trap for him. This might work...” Bobby started to explain. The next day “-But you and Sam, I like you two.” The Trickster said as he ate his candy bar. “Unfortunately, we do have a job to do, right Sammy? Bobby?” Dean said as the other two came in. “That fight was a -” The Trickster started to ask and Dean finished with a smirk “A Trick? Yeah. Sammy? Hold his powers.” Dean said as he pulled his stake out. The Trickster looked greatly confused before he looked at Sam, whose eyes were becoming milky white, with an off blue color around the edge. A Kitsune? Boy, Azazel, did you ever screw up. You were supposed to make the boy part demon, not part Trickster. Still, this could be interesting. The Trickster then noticed that some of his illusions were starting to disappear. Well I'll be... the little bugger is trying to bind my powers. Alright Sammy, let's see how you do one on one. “Tell you what Sammy-kins, what do you say we make this more interesting?” The Trickster said before Dean started having his butt handed to him by the women on the podium and Bobby was trying to fend off a maniac with a chainsaw. Sam found the Trickster standing right in front of him. “You really think that you can contain me?” “It's worth a shot, especially seeing as how you're threatening both my brother and my surrogate father.” Sam said before he blasted the Trickster with his fire, sending him flying up onto the podium. He got up only to find Sam right in front of him. Sam managed to punch him and the Trickster, to his surprise, found himself flying backwards. This was when he realized that a couple of his illusions were starting to losing their gusto; Sam really was starting to clamp down on his powers. “Sammy?! Do you think you could possibly move just a tad faster?!” Dean shouted as the women threw him around. “Dean, you idjit, Sam needs to concentrate if he's going to bring that Trickster down!” Bobby shouted as his maniac practically made a toothpick out of his stake. “Yeah Dean; how 'bout you clamp down a Trickster's powers while fighting him, and I'll fight the two scantily clad women?” Sam asked as he sent another fire ball at the Trickster, who barely managed to dodge it. Cassie, baby; I need some help here. And I think we just found a new source of entertainment and pleasure, if you know what I mean. Before anyone could say anything more, a tall man with black hair and blue eyes, wearing black pants, a grey t-shirt and a black denim jacket over it appeared behind Sam. “Can I pick 'em or can I pick 'em?” The Trickster asked as the other man circled and looked at Sam, who found himself unable to move. “Most definitely; he's very beautiful.” The new man said as Dean and Bobby were still fighting their respective opponents, not even realizing that a new player had stepped up to bat. “And pretty powerful; I haven't had to use this much power in a few centuries!” “Dean? Bobby? We got a new problem! There is no way I can hold two Tricksters!” Sam shouted as he tried to keep the shorter Trickster's powers locked. I don't get it! Jess said that only Kitsune tricked in packs! If this one was a Kitsune, he wouldn't be affected by my fire. Sam thought before he felt a great push at his chest. “Sam! Watch out!” Sam didn't know who said it, as he fell into the arms of the blue eyed man. Sam then realized that the golden eyed Trickster had not only thrown his power off, he had shoved it right back to Sam! “Don't worry little fox; we'll look after you.” The blue eyed man said to Sam before touching Sam's forehead with his index and pointer finger. Sam felt himself loose consciousness. “Sorry boys; gotta fly!” The golden eyed Trickster said as the blue eyed man held Sam bridal style. He moved next to them, and in a blink, all three were gone and all illusions vanished. Dean and Bobby both ran up to podium. “Bobby! What are we going to do?!” “I don't know Dean, but I promise, we'll get him back, somehow.” With the two Tricksters “Where would you like me to put him?” Cas asked his lover. “The spare room; I'll 'baby proof' it after you leave.” “Alright Loki.” Cas said as he went into their spare room. He changed Sam into some silk pyjamas and made sure he was comfortable before leaving. Loki then made sure that the room and everything inside it were flame proof and negated all of Sam's other possibly active powers. He then turned to his lover, wiggled his eyebrows, and said “Want to have some fun while we wait for the puppy to wake up?” Right, so if you people like, you can still vote on the second story to be done, just remember, this option will be removed from the list. For you readers on AFF, go to my account on Fan Fiction, under the name howlingwolf666 and you'll find it.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. 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