Winchester Chronicles III – Battered and Beaten but Still Held Close
Nightstorm (War horse/Best pal of Lucifer, ) -
Nightstorm Human form -
The world now is dark, gloomy and ashes cover the ground of when humans once lived. Only couple days ago did Michael and Lucifer fight the final fight, blood rose in the air as the demon himself finished off his brother. Yet nothing had seemed to have changed, other than the world itself, Humans no longer live her…..well there is one. A fallen Hunter who was unlucky to be a vessel for the whole deal, Demons don’t find earth very fun so they often leave and come around every once in a while.
Sam Winchester lay on the ground at the field where the fight had taken place, blood oozed from a cut side as he shuddered in agony. Sam couldn’t open his eyes and wouldn’t open his eyes; he knew already that Lucifer had won, because he was the devil’s vessel for the whole fight. He coughed slightly before muttering to anyone who might be able to hear him “help”
the hunter grunted as he felt himself being picked up, he cracked his eyes open to see a person carrying him . All he managed to muster the name “Lucifer”
with that he fell into darkness, as his brain shut down for a small bit before working yet the hunter lays limp in the devil’s arms. His memories flashed around his head.
Nightstorm flew through the air scanning over the city before seeing his master Lucifer and swooped down landing as he walked and snorted watching Lucifer carry a hunter. The demonic horse of war looked oddly confused Sir you know that's a hunter right?
the massive Pegasus of shadows asked shifting into his human form looking at Sam over Lucifer's shoulder and pokes Sammy's nose. Nightstormw as one of Lucifer closest pals, maybe not a person but he sure was a funny person and loyal friend when it came to Lucifer, Nightstorm had found Lucifer the day he fell and helped him up on his feet. He took care of Lucifer whenever he got sick. The demonic male fallowed Lucifer "so...how are you' trying to make small talk"