He prayed. And prayed. He knew that Lucifer was alive - even if he was in the empty. He knew there was a way to find him. And he will find him. He was ready to become his vessel again. He resented Sam Winchester. He hated how he was Lucifer's perfect vessel. He was so far gone that he wished that he would be the best for him.. and he yearned for the power of Lucifer again. He loved the feeling of being possessed by him.. because he simply couldn't control it. You were sorry for the man, you really were, but you heard speculations of him going on a killing spree... And, well.. you wouldn't just brush it off lightly.

He was walking through dark streets, in the middle of god knows where. There was somebody that he had to visit... That person was you. But you were smarter than that. The news of a man named Nick Vaught on television.. well, that rung a bell. Especially the name.. considering, well, of course.. you were friends with the Winchesters. But he didn't know that, and seeing him on the news already gave you a bad feeling. And most of the time, your gut is completely right.

He was coming for you, you could feel it in every ounce of your being. You didn't know how, and you didn't know why, but you were. Maybe he wants info out of you? Whatever's the case, you want to catch him off guard.

And you did.

"Why ever would a random stranger be walking through this neighborhood at this time?" You spoke up. You were right behind him. He turned around, very surprised.

"Oh... Oh.. I was just, uh.. visiting an old friend. Heh." He fixed his hair. You knew he was lying. He was a pretty bad liar.

He killed a police officer. He's ruthless. What do you do?