If you give me one day, I’ll give you a lifetime. [M!A]
He was Lucifer now. Lucifer was in him. The psychic abilities were back, weak however. He needed demonic blood, and he needed it now. He’d changed inside, maybe not as physically he’d hoped. But this rotting vessel would have to do.
Raina knocked on the door to Sam’s room, checking on him today. She hadn’t seen him much, but she hadn’t left her room much either. ”Hey Sam? You awake in here?” She smiled stepping into the room, waving at him.
His teeth bared at her, angry. “What the fuck do you want?” He hissed, his need for blood becoming over whelming. He was sweating, in the withdrawal stage now. He needed it. Now.
Raina flinched and lingered in the doorway. ”Sam? What the hell happened?” She stepped in closer to Sam, her face dripping fear and concern. She had never seen him so strung out and angry.
“I’m not Sam!” He barked, standing and being in front of her in a blink of an eye. “Why do all of you insist on calling me Sam!?”
Raina jumped, backing into the table. stumbling. ”Wait… who are you?” Raina squared herself up, staring at him. He finally snapped.