Carry on my wayward son

Sam and Dean Winchester, the ones who started the apocalypse. I should be happy because my dad is gonna be risen but I'm not. I loved living in this world. I got meet wonderful people. But I guess it has to happen. Sad face.


I was standing next to famine in the restaurant. "Was all this necessary?" I asked. He sighed.

"Yes dearie." Said one of the demons. I glared and my blood red eyes flashed.

"I wasn't asking you." I said. The demon gulped and nodded. I smirked and then looked back at my uncle.

"yes it was. You'll learn when your time comes." I rolled my eyes.

"Yes uncle."

"You might want to leave now." My uncle said.

"Why?"I asked.

"Sam and Dean Winchester are coming for me and I don't want you caught in the middle of it." He said. I nodded and dissaperated, watching for the hunters. I saw The oldest hunter and an Angel show up in a 1967 Chevy impala.

"Damn, that's a sweet car."I said looking it over. I backed into the shadows and watched the scene unfold. I cried when it was over, my uncle was now powerless, and had disappeared. My eyes dried and I wiped the blood off my face.

I was powerful, and I don't have a ring like the rest of them. But I could still kick ass. I wandered around for a few months, before catching a ride with my other uncle. Pestilence, he was the best uncle ever, he got me what I wanted and had made sure I never got sick.

I cried when he became powerless, just like War, and Famine. Now my dad was the last one they were gonna hunt down. I narrowed my eyes and flashed to his location.

"Lucifer."I snarled. He smirked and eyed me over.

"Look what the hunters drug in." He said. I smiled and then turned to my father.

"Daddy, their coming for you now!"I said. He nodded.

"SO they got the rest?" He asked. I nodded and then glared at the ground.

"I want to kill them papa."