2036 - Alternative Torchwood 28

                                                                   
                                                        

  Sam and Jamie arrive at St. Marys Convent parking the pick up truck in a dead grassy area by the building itself, twigs crunching as they walked. The place really set the scene, it was dark, gloomy and they had to stay close if they wanted to see each other clearly. They both walked up to the abandoned building, the greyish theme gave off an eary vibe. Sam squinted his eyes as he looked up and then around the building turning on his heels, trees surrounded the area of what they could see, trees which curved and twisted to the wind, no colourful leaves to be seen.

He turned back to Jamie who was carrying the bags over his shoulders, he looked quite timid as he stared up at the symbol of the building. He tusked his teeth, "You think there's anything inside?" Jamie asked, sniffing hard afterwards as the cold ripe air was getting to him.

Sam walked over to him, the blade in his grip, by now the demon blood had seeped into the sharp carvings and become apart of the enchantment. Sam scoffed, "Well there's only one way to find out" He gestured to go forth into the building as he looked back at Jamie. It was more of a mansion, most of the building being covered by mist, branches, bushes and bracken which had started to become apart of the building structure that suggested it had been abandoned for a while.

Before doing anything else, Sam checked most of the windows from what he could see, most of them were blacked out, the odd one or two with smashed windows. The typical creepy mansion that you would usually come across in a horror movie.

Jamie shrugged, walking forward with Sam by his side lifting the bags over his shoulder again as they started to slip from his grip, they both placed a palm on the damp door frame that crumbled wood carvings at their finger tips, "Ready?" Jamie asked quietly, putting the tiniest bit of pressure to the door not really appreciating the feeling of damp wood which had lingered at their touch. Sam smirked, "Its either now or never" He added back as he put as much pressure as Jamie, they gradually opened the door, minding that the door could fall apart at any point.

They soon opened the door, letting the heavy moonlight through, seeing dust particles floating through the light beam as it casted through the gaped entrance and onto the grey marble floor. Sam went in first, it was quite dark so Jamie quickly fiddled with one of the bags zips which was still resting over his shoulder, pulling out two torches, throwing one carelessly to Sam. Sam had good reflexes and caught it just before it hit the ground, turning around quickly to the darkness, just before giving Jamie a look which described 'seriously? throw properly next time'.

Sam flashed his torch light into the darkness, he narrowed his eyes as he looked around his arm instinctively behind him to Jamie's direction as if a defence or to call Jamie to follow him. "Stay with me, keep your flash light in front of you at all times. You never know what could be lurking in the dark" Sam commented using a soft tone to Jamie seeing a stair case just in front with a few wonky broken picture frames barely hanging on the cracked and peeled walls.

Jamie scoffed, shining his torch light at the ceiling and then all around, dust could be seen everywhere, cobwebs dangling from the ceiling, sticking loosely as they swung in the draft, "Way to keep the spirits up Sammy" He stated a bit louder than anticipated. Sam shushed him almost inaudibly as he crept into the next room.

After exploring around the building, there was no sign of any Supernatural life at all around. Sam even got out the EMF detector. Nothing. Then they reached a corridor which had two huge doors at the other side. The doors were unnaturally white and gracefully carved against the grey stained and crumbled state of the rest of the building. As if it had been cared for. Sam and Jamie both looked at each other in surprise.

Sam patted Jamie on the shoulder, "C'mon. I have a feeling about this..." Sam added, starting to walk faster towards the two white doors. Jamie also had a feeling. In his stomach, it didn't feel good. He frowned watching Sam walk closer and closer. He sighed starting to catch up with Sam. They both got to the white doors, Sam wasting no time slamming the doors open forcefully. Jamie wasn't so sure and he had a right to be, they both froze in the doorway.

"Oh shit.." Jamie gulped hard looking right in front of him.

"Hello boys!" Lucifer stated revealing himself in the suit which both Sam and Jamie were used to but not on him. Jamie found himself shatter inside, that was his fathers suit. Lucifer was with Rose formally dressed by his side, his smirk showing some sort of cunning idea he was up to something.

Sam's eyes latched onto Rose, his eyes saddened. She looked older maybe the time with Lucifer had aged her. Yet scared witless, "Rose..." He breathed out slowly. Regretting all the thoughts he had about her on the journey there, his heart sank. This really wasn't about The Winchesters any more.

Rose smiled shyly at them, raising a weak pale hand to them, "Hello.." She smiled in such a way when her cheeks dug into her eyes it looked as though she was about to burst into tears.

Lucifer clapped his hands together, the doors behind them shut with some force that the building shook, "Don't worry apes, I dealt with the little ghosties before you arrived. Drop your bags" He demanded and gestured his hands to lower the bags which Jamie had clutched to him.

Jamie glanced to Sam who nodded at him and Jamie did what Lucifer said, lowering both bags on to the floor. Sam felt his grip tighten around the blade through rage, he wanted this over and done with like the next person.

Jamie and Rose shared a glance, she looked so proud of her son and then Jamie added, "You look nice Rose, where you going?" He cheekily asked his mother.

Sam pulled a bitch face at Jamie, nudging him. "Ha ha..." He sarcastically laughed.

Lucifer rolled his eyes not looking impressed, "Lovely time to joke boys" He mocked and then reached out a hand to Sam and Jamie. "Give me the blade"

Rose gave them both a look as if to trust him, Jamie gave his mother a confused expression. Why was she sucking up to Satan? It was like she wasn't the same Rose. She was stronger than this.

Lucifer winced at them as they didn't do anything, "Please" He stretched his arm out further his fingers making grabby hand gestures. Sam wondered how far he could take it he looked down at the blade and then back to Lucifer. Lucifer grinded his teeth together making everyone cringe, "Now!" He raised his voice, eyes turning wild. Jamie jumped a little, could almost see the flames in his eyes. Jamie guessed it was because Lucifer had took the form of his father who he was already scared of as it was.

Sam raised his eyebrows, "Or what?" He dared to ask.

Lucifer turns his head to Rose, her eyes widen at the thought of what he was going to do to her to get Sam to give him the blade. She still had bruises, scratches and aches from their sessions before there was only so much a human could take, Lucifer looked at her up and down and suddenly grabbed her, pulling her in a sort of headlock facing Jamie and Sam.

Rose yelped and struggled but Lucifer was too strong, his muscles tight around his suit, "Or I snap her neck!" He announced, his grip gradually tightening around Rose, one hand on her torso, nails digging through the fabric of her clothing. The other arm around her neck, Rose felt herself get a clenching sensation in her chest from being enclosed by so much space, "Luci..." She gasped.

Jamie was alarmed seeing his mother like this but what was he supposed to do to Lucifer.... his fathers body..

Lucifer leaned down to Roses ear, caressing her ear by breathing hot air on her, Rose closed her eyes shut, mouth parting, "Its alright my petal..." He reassured her, "It won't hurt as much as earlier did" He continued with a dark chuckle afterwards shooting a quick dark glance to Jamie and Sam who looked disgusted.

Jamie pulled a face, "Ew.." He said under his breath, he didn't even want to think about what Lucifer had mentioned a moment ago.... his mother... and him...

Sam clenched his jaw, the blade taunting him. "Fine!" He abruptly announced, "Alright...", Sam hesitates to reach over to Lucifer to give him the blade, arm tensed as though it took some of his own strength to be able to flex his own arm out to Lucifer.

Lucifer smiles happily, "Good boys!" He announced loudly, sounding a lot like the Doctor as if getting into character, not taking notice of Roses ear drums in the process. He kissed Roses hair forcefully and then let her as if she was only a toy, throwing her away. She found her balance, standing a bit more away from Lucifer unknowing what to do.

Lucifer walked casually up to Sam, tough looking and snatched the blade from him, bowing down to him slightly, "Thank You Sam, you shall be awarded by not being one of the first to die"

Sam frowned at his comment, tilting his head and then Lucifer cheekily smiled, "Joking!" He walked away back to Roses side holding the blade closely by her. Jamie watched intensely as if he had to do something.

Lucifer exposed his skin by lifting his sleeve up the sharp blade caressing his skin lightly like he was gently holding glass making sure it doesn't break at his touch, "All I have to do is cut right?"

Sam nodded, "Yeah.. and the portal activates" Sam was unsure if Lucifer was really going to go through with this, there had to be something more than just activating the portal and going into his own cage. He was dreading the outcome.

Everyone was on edge watching the blade barely grazing Lucifer's skin, he looked up at Sam, "How about we make a quick arrangement?" He suggested, he knew what the reaction would be.

"What? No! You promised Lucifer you wouldn't do this!" Sam was angered, his face muscles tensing, he felt himself move closer to Lucifer pointing a finger at him.

Lucifer shrugged, "Just a suggestion Sammy, I am Lucifer after all" He replied snarling at them, his fork tongue flicked out for a second and slipped back into his mouth, "Before I complete the trials, I would like to recommend a change in plan" He pointed out. Lucifer looked over to Rose lustfully, he put the blade away for now in one hand, the blade pointing upwards towards himself, he latched his hand onto her wrist, pulling her close with one arm, he felt as though a storm was approaching, he was waiting for it to arrive.

End of this part~Laurenthebumblebee.