The youngest Winchester tried to move away from the oncoming meat hook but could not, Lucifer had control down here and so there would be no way out, he felt the metal pierce his skin causing him to yell out in pain, then the feeling of it pulling and tearing at muscle, bone and flesh caused the tears to stream faster, he put his hand over it trying to pull it out.
"STOP IT" Sam yelled as pain mixed with anger bubbled to the surface though he knew he could not do anything.
Lucifer’s expression only darkened at the sound of Sam’s begging. Had Sam not been such a complete idiot, throwing himself as well as Lucifer and Michael down the pit, Lucifer might have just killed him off. Had it been any other day on Earth and any other person, Lucifer might have just snapped his neck. But not here and not now.
The arch angel laid a hand above the human’s hand, pulling it from the hook. Most people think Lucifer burns hot - and there is some true to that, because sometimes he does - but usually he is as cold as ice, his breath alone being able to freeze water.
“Listen, Sammy. I thought we had a thing back on Earth. You let me in. We had a connection. We were - are - both outcasts," Lucifer said while collecting another hook and turning it in his hands. "People like us ought to stick together. Yet you let me down." Slowly he pushed the second meat hook into Sam’s abdomen, blood soaking his hands but his face stayed neutral.
A choked gasp left his lips as the second meat hook entered his abdomen, pain rippling through out his body, blood oozing from shoulder and now stomach, his hand going to the one on his abdomen now, trying with all his might to get it out.
"I am not like you" Sam hissed as he looked to Lucifer, tears running down his cheeks like a tap, the pain unbearable and with those four years being a lie, he could not take it, he wanted to be back with Dean, he missed his brother who was probably a mess himself unless he was happy with Lisa and Ben, he did promise after all.
"I will never be like you" He added as he once again kept trying to remove the hook, he knew deep down he was like Lucifer, rebelling against his Father and being cast out though he just went to try and live a normal life.
Lucifer shook his head, a low 'tsk' of disapproval escaping his mouth.
"No, Sam. You are wrong." He stepped back and placed a hand beneath his chin, admiring his work and disregarding the man's attempts to remove the hooks. Chains were attached to both hooks and were ready to pull in different directions whenever Lucifer felt like it. It wasn't much yet, however, the two of them had an eternity(well, at least until someone broke the 66 seals again) to spend and if Sam's body happened to be torn apart, burned to ashes or in any other way obliterated, he would come back. That's how Hell works.
"You rebelled against your father, just like I did, and because of that you were cut off from your older brother. You love your brother, don't you?"Â Lucifer spoke, standing there, looking at Sam's tear streaked face.
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