Samifer One Shots

/Wip4/ Savior in Wolf's Clothes

"Touch him again and they'll be scrapping you off the walls for the next year."

Sam blinked blankly at the back if the man's head in front of him. One moment he was at his locker grabbing his things for his next class, and the next he was on the floor with this guy defending him. To say Sam was lost would be an understatement. He didn't know the guy. He had heard whispers about there being some new dude and a lot of other shit about him. Mainly how hot he was, but there was some other talk about him being dangerous and scary. Sam didn't care really. People came and went, what was one more student to his shitty school. However, thinking about it now in his current situation, he should have paid a little more attention to the talk on this guy.

Sam snapped out of his thoughts when he head a growl from the guy in front of him. "Shit I gotta do something or he actually might paint Mason all over these walls!" Sam jumped up, but not before wincing at the pain in his tailbone. He hesitantly reached a hand out and touched the guy's arm, but jumped back when he snapped around.

"Hey u-uh it's cool man, I'm f-fine."

Sam cursed himself for stuttering, but he couldn't help it with the ice look the guy was giving him. In fact, some part of Sam was telling him to run far away from this guy but he decided that probably wouldn't work out to good for himself.

The guy starred at Sam hardly for a second before huffing and letting out a sharp alright. Sam let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Yeah listen to your bitch, fag."

Sam froze, he knew that was it. That was the straw that broke the camel's back with this guy. Sam saw the look in his eyes. It was wild, and not free wild. It was wild with rage and hatred. In one swift movement the guy had turned back around, stepped four feet to Mason, grabbed a handful of the collar of his shirt and hit him square in the jaw. There was a sickening crack, followed by yelling and screaming from surrounding students. Sam had his eyes closed, but he was sure the guys had killed him. Sam finally peaked open one of his eyes to see the man still holding onto Mason and Mason out cold. There looked to be something wrong with his jaw, Sam assumed that must have been the sound he heard. The guy let go of Mason and his body hit the ground hard.

Sam couldn't tear his eyes from the scene. Sam no longer thought the guy wanted to help him, but more of he just wanted a fight, if you could even call it that.

Sam looked back from Mason's body to the guy, taking a step back when he turned around. The guy must have caught him move away because his face flashed a hurt expression before a mask of coldness returned. Sam didn't know what to do or say. He was afraid if he said anything it might piss this guy off.

"Your welcome."

Sam could feel his cheeks heat up with embarrassment.

"Thanks." He said quietly to the man who was now walking away from the job he had just done. Sam could see the side of the man's face and, so he saw when the mans cheeks raised into a small smile.

"The name's Lucifer." He said, waving his hand in a nonchalant manner and continuing to walk. Sam froze for the second time today, this guy's name is really Lucifer? Well Sam guessed he had heard weirder... He really hadn't, but that was ok, he didn't really mind the guy's name. Sam realize the guy was almost halfway down the hall, but he still took the chance and yelled, "Sam!"

The Lucifer stopped and turn for a moment, starring deeply at Sam making him a bit uncomfortable under the gaze but he didn't necessarily want it to end. Finally Lucifer grinned at Sam, exposing a perfect smile that made Sam's heart jump.

"See you around Sammy."

He hummed out, turning a corner. Sam cheeks were on fire. What the hell just happened and why was he blushing? Pushing the thought away, Sam looked back at Mason and the crowd around him and sighed. He would definitely get it later from Masons stupid clique. Walking away before anyone could blame him, he headed to math.

//End of the Day//

Sam packed everything into his bag and got ready for his long walk home. He had just made it out the front doors when he heard it.

"Get that little bitch!"

Sam's heart dropped then quickly skyrocketed. He had to run and fast! He bolted down the street dodging other students and whatever else was in his way, but he could still hear the yells behind him.

"We're gonna kill you, you little shit!"

Sam wanted to cry. What had he ever done to deserve this. He did everything he was told, never caused trouble, and was polite to everyone, so why was he in this situation? His feet continued to carry him as he made twists and turns down paths trying to lose them, but finally he hit a dead end.

Sam's blood ran cold. He was fucking cornered and there was only one way out.

"We're gonna beat the shit out of you stupid bitch"

They had finally caught him. Sam glared at them, eyes hard, but there was also great fear in them. He did his best to hide it at they walked closer and closer, but he couldn't help the quivering coming from his whole body. There was no doubt in his mind they would kill him.

Just as Blake was about to throw the first punch Lucifer grabbed Blake's head and smashed it against the walk. For the second time today Sam heard that same sickening noise then a body drop. Sam closed his eyes and continued to hear cracks and cries of pain, but didn't dare look. When he finally opened his eyes it looked like a battle field. Masons friends looked like they wouldn't be moving for a very long time... if they ever coule again.

Sam looked over to Lucifer, afraid of him and his strength, but after he had saved him twice today it was somewhat safe to say Lucifer wasn't gonna turn him into a pretzel like guys behind him.  As Sam watched him slow his breathing down, he noticed how Lucifer didn't have a scratch on him. "How the hell is that possible?" Sam thought to himself. He took on 6 guys, how is it none if them where able to land even a single hit? Sam jumped when Lucifer finally turned around and meant him with those same icy eyes.

"Um thank you for saving me again." Sam looked down embarrassed, but beyond relived. He didn't want to die and if Lucifer wasn't there... Sam shook the thought from his head.