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[it-me-ari]

“Sympathy for the Devil”

Part three of the little series I started! This one’s about Lucifer’s hunter training and even his first hunt!

Part one: “The devil may care” (Gabriel does NOT like it)

Part two: “You and me and the devil makes three”

We all remember that the Winchesters and I agreed to make a Hunter out of Lucifer (much to Gabriel’s annoyance). None of us was sure whether this was a good idea or not. Anyway, it was me who convinced Sam and Dean to agree to this, so he kinda was my responsibility. 

It was the evening after we absolutely destroyed my ex kidnappers, I and Gabe were cuddling in my bed while Lucifer was annoying Dean, who tried to watch some games or something, idk man. Anyway, after a while, I noticed that Gabe was unusually quiet and somewhat tense. “What’s wrong?” I finally asked, concerned, since he wasn’t acting like himself at all.

“What’s wrong?!” He snapped and faced me angrily. “You’re seriously asking me what’s wrong?” I flinched, taken by surprise by his sudden anger. “Yeah?” I whispered, afraid to anger him even more. His expression softened a bit but he remained angry. “Today I asked you to stay by my side so that I can protect you. But what did you do? You threw yourself straight onto that demon, without thinking of the risks!” His voice became louder as he spoke. “You could’ve died today.” He then said softly and his anger seemed to be replaced by sorrow. 

I just looked at him with wide eyes, I did not expect this. “I’m sorry I didn’t think-” “Exactly, you didn’t think.” Gabe interrupted me. “You gotta let me protect you.” He pleaded and looked at me intensely. “But I don’t need protection.” I murmured without thinking. I knew I said the wrong thing the moment I saw pain flicker across his Whisky-coloured eyes.”So you’re saying you don’t need me?” He asked dryly, trying to hide how much my statement had hurt him.

“No!” I exclaimed, horrified, and sat down on his lap to look at him directly. “Of course I need you.” I then said softly and placed my hand in his cheek. “Don’t you dare thinking something else! But I’m not completely helpless, you know? I can and will fight for myself. You have to accept that.” My tone was gentle, as I tried to make him understand. Gabe sighed and leaned his face towards my hand. “I know.” He said, sounding defeated. “It’s just-” He stopped, searching for words. “I can’t lose you.” He finally said quietly. “You’re not gonna lose me,” I promised him solemnly. He sighed again and pulled me into a tight hug. We didn’t talk much after that and at some point, I just fell asleep in his arms.

“A NEW DAY HAS BEGUN LET’S START!” Lucifer shouted as he burst into my room the next morning. Gabriel was at the door in a fraction of a second, his angel blade already in his hand before he realized that it was only Lucifer (never thought I’d ever say that). I was a bit slower and only managed to grab my knife, that laid next to my bed on a nightstand.”Lucifer, it’s fucking 6 a.m.” I groaned and relaxed, while Gabe still eyed his brother suspiciously. “So what?” He asked confused, apparently not familiar with the concept of sleep. “That’s way too early! I need at least two more hours!” I complained, deeply annoyed. “Fine. But hurry up.” Lucifer grumbled and left my room, while Gabe came back to me for cuddles.

Two hours and a quick breakfast later I stood behind the bunker with Lucifer, while Gabe was watching from behind. “Alright, do you kill a vampire with silver or a wooden stake?” I asked the angel to test him. He adorably crocked his head and thought for a while. “With a wooden stake!” He then answered, grinning proudly. I sighed and shook my head: “No. It’s neither way, you cut off his head.” “Oh..” His smile faltered and he looked like a lost puppy. (Gabe was laughing in the back.) “Nevermind, can you shoot?” I then asked and sent a warning glare to Gabe. Lucifer nodded and to my surprise, he really was a good shooter. 

I decided that it was more important to teach Luci about the different monsters. I mean the guy is literally Satan, he’ll be fine in combat but his knowledge was rather poor, as I learned the hard way. I started with Vampires and Werewolves but stopped as I saw Lucifer was somewhere else in his mind. “LUCIFER!” I shouted, which made him (and Gabe, who was also dozing off) jump. I then continued, only to lose his attention once again. So I had to come up with something to keep him from dozing. 

After some intense usage of my last functioning brain cell, I had an idea. Luci didn’t even look up (I doubt that he even noticed) when I left the room and Gabe was too lazy to follow me, which I could completely understand. Anyway, I was coming back with a riding crop and an evil grin. “So Lucifer.” I addressed the bored archangel. “What’s the difference between a regular werewolf and a pureblood?” I asked, sure that he didn’t know the answer. “Regular werewolves only change during a full moon, while purebloods can change when they want and have better control over themselves.” He replied with a smug grin. 

However, he was still not very attentive during my lecture, but every time his eyes became glassy I gave him a gentle slap with my riding crop to bring his attention back to me, it worked very well. Much to the amusement of Gabriel and later on the Winchesters, who were watching. But of course, I didn’t really hurt him, I couldn’t bring myself to do something like that, not even with Lucifer (would probably be a bad idea anyway). 

When I finally worked through the most common monsters I and Gabe decided to go on a little walk in the Killarney national park in Ireland while a grumpy Lucifer decided to raid our alcohol storage. “I’m so glad you didn’t teach me like you did Lucifer,” Gabe said grinning as soon as we were alone. “You were just lucky I didn’t think of the riding crop back then.” I shot back, laughing. “Kinky. I like.” He answered smirking and I hit him.

For the next day I had planned to take Lucifer on his first hunt, he might learn faster on the job. When I told Sam and Dean in the evening they were a bit skeptical about it. “You want to take him hunting? Already?” Dean asked with raised eyebrows. “He barely knows anything about hunting or monsters.” Sam threw in. “He knows the basics and what better way to learn how to hunt than through hunting?” I pointed out. “If I keep bombarding him with theory a while longer I think he’ll eat me.” I then added with a touch of sarcasm. “He better not.” Dean murmured in return and looked at Sam for his opinion. “Fine, but let me tag along. Just to be sure.” Sam finally said and I nodded in agreement, I wanted to suggest that anyway. “Going hunting with the frigging devil. I can’t believe it.” Dean said, shaking his head in disbelief.

“I wanna come too!” Gabe demanded the next day when we were about to leave, I just smiled and nodded, I expected that. Sam found us a case in Waterloo, Iowa, so far we had three victims, all blonde and pretty. The papers said that their hearts were missing and the police suspected animal attacks. After Sam finished his briefing I turned to Lucifer: “Okay what could that be?” “Uhh missing hearts, right? Could be a werewolf.” “But it’s not a full moon.” I pointed out, giving him no clue if he was on the right track or not. “Maybe a pureblood.” I nodded approvingly, enjoying my position as a teacher: “Very good.” Lucifer grinned proudly while Gabe rolled his eyes. “Anyone would know that.” He murmured and I chuckled, he was too cute when he was jealous. 

During the drive, I had some time to think about the whole situation. On the one hand, I was excited about going on a hunt with the devil himself but I also found it quite hard to believe that he actually was one of the good guys now. I mean he did horrible things and tried to end the world a few times but I didn’t think he was truly evil. When I was in hell and being tortured by Lucius and his followers he visited me every day and even tho he often made fun of me and teased me, he also helped me to stay sane. He kept me from losing myself in pain and darkness and forced me to react to him, talk to him. I don’t know how but somehow I just knew he didn’t just do that for his own amusement. I was also very worried about Gabriel, he still felt guilty that he wasn’t there to save me, no matter how often I told him that I understood and that it wasn’t his fault. I hated it that he felt so troubled but I didn’t know what I could do against it. 

When we finally arrived in Waterloo we checked into a motel, which was kind of a challenge. I couldn’t let Luci stay in a room with Sam, that wouldn’t end well. Luci and Gabriel weren’t going to work either if we wanted to protect the motel from being destroyed. I and Lucifer wasn’t an option either, as Gabriel refused to let him spend the night in the same room as me. Technically the two angels didn’t need a room, since they both didn’t sleep, but they did need a place to spend the night. Also, Gabriel always cuddled with me while I slept. The solution to this problem was rather simple: we just stayed all in one room.

The next day I and Lucifer got dressed into our ‘FBI outfits’ to talk to the local police and take a look at the corpses, while Gabe would accompany us invisible and Sam would go talk to the victims’ families. Neither the local police nor the morgue revealed something we didn’t already know, only we were now almost 100% sure that we were dealing with a werewolf. So we met up with Sam again. “I talked to the mothers of the vics and they all said the something about a young man who started dating their daughters shortly before they died.” He told us while looking at his notes, ignoring Lucifer as usual.

“Did they give you a description of him?” I asked and felt Gabriel hugging me from behind. Sam smiled slightly at the sight while Lucifer just rolled his eyes. “They just said that he had dark hair and was very pale.” “Sounds more like a vampire if you ask me. Edward Cullen style?” Lucifer snickered and Gabe snorted. “You watch Twilight?” “Of course not! Everyone knows about Edward Cullen!” Luci argued and pouted. “Okay, guys. Not helping.” Sam said with a sigh and looked at me meaningfully. I just shrugged and smiled apologetically. “Alright, I say we should split up to question friends and other people who might know anything about our mysterious man, bartenders, waitresses, and so on.” I then said objectively. 

We proceeded how I recommended and that way we found out the name of the guy that was our suspect number one. His name was Barry Taylor and he is a young man with an unknown profession but apparently new to town. A quick call to the police even told us his address, some cabin in the woods, all very cliche. Anyway, the four of us set off to the said cabin to kill him. “Lucifer how do we kill a werewolf?” I asked my student on the way. “With a silver bullet or knife, basically anything silver.” He answered without hesitation, which made me kind of proud. “Correct,” I said with a proud smile, while Sam looked unconvinced and Gabe grimaced, clearly annoyed. 

At the cabin, we first checked the surroundings and looked in the windows, through which we could see that Barry and a woman, were home. I and Sam looked at each other horrified, we both thought, that she was the next victim. Immediately we called for Luci and Gabe and discussed our strategy. And by that I mean we told the others what we saw and then just burst in. Barry and the woman turned around alarmed as we stormed in, guns pointed at Barry. “Step away from her!” Sam demanded and aimed at Barry’s chest, like the rest of us. The pale, dark-haired man, who actually looked a bit like Edward Cullen, widened his eyes: “No- No- You don’t understand!” He stammered and got even paler. “Oh don’t worry, we understand everything,” Lucifer answered and grinned arrogantly. What a macho. “No, I meant-” “He meant that you should be afraid of me.”

At the sound of the cold, female voice we turned and saw that the dark-haired woman, who we thought was Barry’s next victim, suddenly had fangs and claws and stuff. I noticed that Gabriel slowly glided in front of me, his angel blad ready. “You, but-” Sam started, confused. “Barry’s my brother.” The woman interrupted. “He brings me food and keeps me safe.” She explained with a lazy smile, not the least bit stressed about us. “But the vics..?” Sam asked, still confused. “I like to have fun with my food before eating it.” The woman explained and smiled in a way that told me she meant something not safe for work.

“But enough explaining now.” She then said and moved closer to us. But before she could do anything Lucifer appeared behind her and shot her in the head. With a low thud, she collapsed on the floor and before her body fully touched the ground he turned to her brother and shot him too. We all stared at the archangel for a while. “You’re welcome,” he said and smiled, clearly proud of himself. “Why the brother too?” I then asked, not happy with that. “He was human.” “He was about to attack us!” Lucifer exclaimed, offended by my words. “Oh, really brother?” Gabe asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Are you sure? Or did you just wanna kill?” “No, he’s right,” Sam said to my surprise. “He had a gun and was about to pull it out.” To prove his words Sam walked to the corpse and pulled a gun from beneath Barrys’ body. “I can’t believe I’m saying this but- Lucifer probably saved us. Thank you.” He then said reluctantly.

When Sam, who was possessed and tortured by Lucifer, defended him then it must be true. He would never lie to make Luci look better. “In that case, good job Lucifer!” I smiled at him and, to Gabriel’s great annoyance, hugged him briefly. “What’s wrong Gabe? Don’t you wanna thank me for saving everyone in this room, including your girlfriend?” Lucifer grinned at Gabe while the other angel glared back with a deathly look in his eyes. “Lucifer, stop provocating him.”,I said sternly and Luci shrugged, still grinning. We then worked together to let the bodies disappear and then headed back to the bunker.

Part four: “...and this is what the Devil does!”

[swagphag]

WHAT??? GIRLFRIEND??? SPILL

AAAAAAAAAAA !!!!

yes it is true i do in fact now have a wonderful girlfriend, her name is katie and she is super duper pretty.

ofc we did the typical lesbian thing where we both said we liked each other then continued to talk as friends, a close friend of mine pushed her into asking me out.

so booom i have a girlfriend and i am vv happy