Luci's One Shots

~Us Against The World (Nickifer) /NEW YEARS SPECIAL\

//This one was supposed to be published at New Years... but that didn't exactly happen but shush it

This one is mostly gore (and a wee bit of crack and very minimal floof, but mainly gore and angst). Also, major character death of beloved ahead. So proceed at your own risk. Might also contain spoilers from the earlier episodes of S14.

In order to be able to protect his angel, Nick has to make a decision. But in order to succeed, he turns towards his most trusted companion... his hammer.

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Nick was done with it all. Everything was becoming too much for him and he felt too fed up to deal with humanity in general. Twirling around his hammer in his hold, he glared at the humans milling around him – each doing their own business. He wasn't too fond of all those people from another reality living in the Bunker – being forced to be 'happy' about Lucifer's demise around Sam and Castiel was worse enough as it is, but he also had to act happy around Lucifer knew how many people?

No. That was where the man drew his last straw. He wanted them gone.

All of them.

"Nick, where did you get that hammer?" Castiel asked him, forcing him from his train of thoughts.

Forcing his eyes up to meet the angel's questionable gaze - not his angel - he replied, "I found it laying around. It has a rather calming effect on me."

"If you say so," the Seraphim replied before being called over by Sam and excusing himself from Nick's side, who watched him go in silence. Nick grumbled a bit and focused his attention back on his hammer, twirling it around in his hold and trying to ignore the hateful stares he still received - when looking at him, most were still reminded of Lucifer. But the difference was, when thinking about the Archangel, Nick didn't associate him with the hell as most did.

He felt a slight pulse from within, a stroke of grace, and Nick's heart fluttered. Take it easy, my love. They cannot know that you're still alive, Nick mentally scolded the angel, desperately trying to keep his emotions - and Lucifer - under control. Seeing Lucifer like this; terrified and weakened... it made Nick feel like slaughtering the entire world if it meant the angel would feel more at ease.

Weakened as he was - compared to his former glory - other angels couldn't sense Lucifer's presence from within Nick. The human had made sure to wrap his soul completely around the Archangel's grace, as if to remove all angelic traces that could be sensed from the outside.

Glancing at the Seraphim once more, Nick knew that they couldn't stay like this forever. If Lucifer's grace restored itself even a bit more, it would be beyond Nick's capabilities to hide him. And then they would be hunted and killed before Lucifer got powerful enough to protect them. He wouldn't be able to protect Lucifer.

Why not strike first? Lucifer's voice sounded in his head, out of breath from even having to speak.

Nick's heart clenched together and he stroked with his soul over the angel's grace. Lucifer did not have to say anymore, for he knew what he meant through their bond. No matter how weakened Lucifer might be, their bond would never break.

Looking around at the people all around him, his hold tightened around the hammer. They won't see him coming. They won't expect from the 'broken vessel' to take them down. Nick's eyes sparkled when a plan started to form in his mind.

A dangerous plan... but for his angel, he would do it and see it done.

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I can do it. I can do it. I can do it, Nick mentally repeated to himself, trying to keep the erratic beating of his heart under control. He crept through the bunker's corridors, keeping to the shadows as he tried to stay out of sight.