More than 200 years.
More than 200 years since the death of the Winchesters.
More than 200 years since he set foot on Earth after the fall of the Tower of Babel.
And more than 200 years since Quirks happened.
Even after everything that happened and everything that they have achieved, even with quirks, Humanity is still unique/peculiar/weird/abnormal, they are kind and evil, beautiful and ugly, naive and wise, emotional and indifferent egoistic and yet not. Some thought that they had seen the impossible and the unbelievable when a glowing baby was born in a city somewhere in China and after that, more with this 'mutation' had emerged ever since.
It caused turmoils in everything, everywhere and everytime. Religion, culture, nationality and so chaos by this issue was like a very thick miasma, and it spread across the globe, enwrapping the world like a blanket made of queasiness. The tension built was equivalent to a volcano, waiting to unleash all of its destructive power to the world.
And what a great burst it was
Finally, succumbing to fear, people of any age, ethnic and beliefs start to argue. Then it leads to rebellion and finally leads to an all-out war. People began to destroy, spill blood be it their own or others, fighting their own flesh and blood and loved one in their own individual crusade. Structures tumbled down to the ground, useless and obsolete and societies were demolished, being utterly destroyed and perished into the thin air. The chaos was just too much for everyone, even for him to handle on his own. Humanity wasn't the only one affected by the outburst.
Monsters began to run rampant in public during the daytime, openly showing what they are without a hint of fear in their heart, some go to hiding and even killed themselves in fear of hunters with superpowers. Witches doubled their effort on adapting with the current society just to survive all the mayhem until the next era like they did during the inventions of guns. Demons possessing poor civilians, scourging the world and thriving in the chaos that they further improve and angels, running and flying everywhere, trying their best to keep the balance of Earth.
Just because of a change in the chromosome called "Quirk"
Things that only can be done by the supernatural creatures or supernatural means now can be achieved by mankind just because of the tiny change inside of every individual on Earth. Teleportation, Telekinesis, morphing and super strength are a few examples of them.
The scientists in the biological are pulling their hairs off their heads, having absolutely zero ideas of what had caused this change to occur. They just simply conclude this as an evolutionary process of mankind, like how eyes, skin colour and height are affected by environment just to adapt. Oh, but he knew better. The source is never natural, not even remotely close. He was there when the source of the human mutations induced all of this and it was not natural.
It's Supernatural...
His muscles ache as a sign of exhaustion from everything he did for today. Walking in a slow and calm pace to save his remaining energy, he goes through the bustling street filled with people of varying appearances, he just feels the slow breeze of cool air pass by him while thinking about the contrast between his appearances than their appearance like he normally does. In comparison to them, he's plain and pretty normal for a 13 years old.
He, Izuku Midoriya or Deku is a normal boy… in the world full of abnormal people that have superpowers. He is apart of the unfortunate 20% of the world that are born with an extra joint on their pinkie toe, telling him and the world that he is without a quirk. It is the cold hard truth he had to accept when he was just four years old. His dream to become a hero, the same dream that had been his dream for so long was crushed by it. He is ostracised, bullied and trampled on by people who have quirks, seeing him nothing than a weakling over something that he can't control. He had no friends or anyone to lean on just because of this, no one except himself and his mother.
'YOU WILL NEVER BE A FUCKING HERO, DEKU!'
It's a mantra, always repeated and replayed like a broken record, shoved to his face by the one Katsuki Bakugou, his childhood friend before his quirk-less status was revealed to the public. He will not lie; it hurts him that his friend turned into his tormentor for a decade now. He always trusted 'Kacchan' with all of his life. The words coming from his blond erstwhile friend is agonizing, it scorches his heart like a hot brand, spilling his tears like a waterfall on his face.
People, always say he can't be a hero because he is quirkless.
Because he is weak,
Pathetic,
and a loser.
He'll show them. He isn't going to give up without a fight.
He will be a hero, no matter what happens!
His train if thought stops come to a halt as he makes a quick decision to take a sharp left turn to a narrow alley as a shortcut to the apartment complex which is where his home is. Ah, he can't wait for what his mother will cook for the dinner! Her foods are scrumptious and unbeatable! Like the work of a world-class chef.
Or a god.
And that isn't just his opinion. Many people agreed on that. Heck, even Kacchan agrees on that, and he rarely agrees with him.
'I really hope it's one of her Katsudon' he speaks to himself in his mind, his mouth watering as an automatic response to the thought of the delicious meal. While walking alone through the deserted alley alone, a German Shepherd dog is currently following him from behind, in the shadows of the building surrounding them. Little that the boy knows that the dog is not ordinary by any standards at all.
The dog quietly follows the boy from behind, all rational are thrown away as primal hunger clouding its mind. It follows the boy as stealthily as it could through the dark alley, hiding behind trash cans and the shadows of the buildings around. Not a cat or even a single cockroach are around, just it and the victim, the predator and the prey, the hunter and the hunted. It continues the act for a while until it kicks an empty soda can, popping the quirk-less boy's oblivion.
It's lunchtime.
Izuku just turns back, warily looking back to see what had just happened while he is mulling on his thought. The silence of the entire place definitely didn't calm his nerves. He releases a sigh of relief when he just saw a normal, plain looking dog.
'Oh good, I thought it was some kind of a villain just now,' he sighs in relief in his psyche as he watches the dog slowly approaches him with wide eyes and wiggling tail like it's begging for food from him. He just looks at it with pity when he hears the dog whines. He can't give any food to him as he doesn't have any with him at all. His bento is already empty and there is no stall nearby for him to buy food from. What to do?
"Oh are you hungry little guy? I'm sorry but I don't have any food" he said with sympathy, wishing that he could do something for the hungry 'dog', crouching down to its level and petting it on the head. The dog just continues to look at him with a new dangerous glint in its eye and a dangerous growl. He didn't enough time to react when the dog suddenly launches at him, sharp canines visible to him as it is flying at him. He is knocked back to a dumpster, his book-filled school bag absorbing most of the shock from the collision.
He only grits his teeth as he registers the hot pain on his backside. With the adrenaline that is flowing through his body, he avoids a clawed strike from the canine with a roll to the left. Definitely not wasting any more time, he breaks into a sprint, running away from the 'dog' as fast as he could before it can get to him. The 'dog' just chases after Izuku, tongue lolling out of the mouth, saliva drooling down to the ground while running at a greater speed than its far away target. It just focuses on him with eyes that means death for him.
'What did I do?!' he screams in his head.
The chase has turned into a game of tag for a while, with Izuku evading and trying his best to get the mad 'dog' away from him. The alley suddenly becomes a maze from Izuku's nightmare despite the sun still being high up in the sky, with a few clouds to provide shade to the humans below.
Izuku comes to a grinding stop when he sees an exit to the godforsaken alley of hell. Deciding not to look back out of fear of the dog catching up to him, he just sprints as fast as he could, ignoring the pain from his joint and muscles along with his screaming heartbeat due to his lack of exercise. Izuku definitely could get used to a few exercise after this. He prays to God or any other deity that is listening to him so that he makes it out of this place unharmed while mustering every single energy that his body stores and currently producing.
"OH GOD PLEASE LET ME GE-!" Midoriya didn't manage to finish his plea as he is tackled by the 'dog' that manages to catch up to him from behind. He hits the wall face first, making him going dizzy with pain.
Crack!
Ouch, he definitely broke his nose during the impact.
Losing his balance, he stumbles onto the concrete floor. His vision going blurry with stars. Still trying his best to escape with his life, he tries to put his hand onto the dirty alley floor to push himself up, only for the German Shepard that had chased him through the alley to hold him down with the strength that no dog should have possessed. He just struggles in its grip, wriggling and squirming like a worm, trying his best to escape from his captor whose drool staining his school garments.
Hunger.
That's the only thing that he sees in its eyes. An unquenchable need to feed.
To eat.
He just whimpers in fear when seeing it.
'I'm going to die! It's going to eat me!' the green haired boy screams in his head, tears flowing down his eyes before screaming loudly as he can out of agony. His chest just feels like being ravaged opened with dull surgical equipment without any creature had begun to use its teeth to dig through Izuku's body, its teeth dig into the teen's chest, tearing fabric and flesh as it goes. It continues to viciously dig through Izuku, not caring blood splattering on its face or the floor or Izuku's face.
The blood that he is losing as it flowing outside and the pain of the 'dog' ravaging him are just too much for the young high school student to bear, dots begin to appear in his view as he begins to drift into unconsciousness. Death's cold and apathetic grip getting tighter on him. He doesn't care, he just wants it to end, begging, and yearning for it.
'I don't want to die….. Somebody….. Anybody…. help,' the poor helpless boy cries. As he began to reflect on everything that had happened to him, the day he had been told he is quirk-less, the beating he received from Kacchan earlier today, his mother crying beside him, he barely notices a man in a tan trench coat running towards him at his peripheral vision.
A relatively tall man with black hair just looks around the humans that are passing by around him, not caring about him and other people, just their own lives. He just stares at all of them with a contemplating gaze, thinking about how similar are all the people of the current day compare to the society of the previous two century. Thanks to the social collapse that had taken a long time to be fixed, the current day technologies are only a bit more advanced than it did back when his friends were still alive.
How he misses those days with them, the struggles he had faced along with them on saving the world. Going to the hell to grab Dean Winchester's soul, being smitten by Lucifer only because he dicks with Michael, killing Raphael the same way he killed him, meeting God and the Darkness and being stabbed in the back by Lucifer in an alternate reality to only come back after annoying The Empty. Truthfully, he wishes to go through all of that again to just be with the brothers.
It's not the fact that he can't visit them in Heaven, but it's just not the same. Hunting evil monsters, saving people, making research in the Men of Letters bunker for the cases they are handling, travelling across the country either in his truck or Dean's Impala or 'Baby' as he loves to call it. Ever since their death. he had been quite lonely, the only one truly accompanying him is the Nephilim of Lucifer, Jack.
The boy that he had tried to kill while he is still in the womb does contrast from his father a lot. If it is not for his relation to Lucifer, he can be very much mistaken as his own son. For decades, the young Nephilim worked to gain the trust of his uncles and aunts, proving that he is different from his father and that he means nothing but good will. And he finally managed it when he had found a way to restore the angels' powers back like before the Fall and to repopulate Heaven. He is internally grateful to the young man when his grace is fully restored, making him feel a million times better.
Over his action, the Angels, after a great reluctance had offered him the position as the leader of Heaven since he is the strongest angelic being that is currently available. Jack denied the seat as he said that he is not suited for the job. After a few more discussion with him and the deceased brothers, he'd finally took up the role, taking advice from him and other angels that had worked with Hannah along with Sam and Dean despite rarely. Together, they bring Heaven back to its former glory, perhaps even better as the Angels now have changed their perspective on things like Nephilim and humans, along with the system being revamped. It may be slow and some refuse to change, but it is progress. Over the years, they had finally begun to learn about free will like their creator had intended.
As for Hell, after Asmodeus's defeat, the demons tried to get them on their side as he is the son of Lucifer. How disappointed are they when he chooses Heaven instead of Hell, his father's legacy. The boy said that he is doing it since that he wants angels to trust him and stop trying to kill him. After many deprived pleas and failed attempts, the demons had finally chosen a new leader to replace their old leader. The demon was angry that the son of Lucifer had chosen Heaven and not Hell, thus he declares that the Hell forces will continue doing what Lucifer had always done, destroying humanity. Jack just took it as an opportunity for the angel kind to flex their wings, prowess and even teaching new Nephilims and angels to finally do their job, protecting God's creation, be it human or aliens or supernatural creatures.
A war had broken between the two sides during the early days of Quirks. The angels were trying their best to defend mankind from being conquered by the demons. It was a tough war, even for him as the demons had improved their strength with everything they have. Spells and Enochian sigils to create anti-angel weapons and many more. They finally learned from their repeated mistakes to underestimate humans and angels. Luckily, the war ended with the angels being triumphant after improving their own strengths and strategy.
But being a war, between demonic species and celestial beings no less, it came with the sacrifice of many. Be it angels, demons, hunters and supernatural creatures.
Humans had finally got back on their feet after the war, much to his glad. He had travelled across the world, sometimes using his healed wings and sometimes using normal transportation used by humans. He just watches from the shadow, the rise of the golden age of Heroes transpires while the Supernatural creatures had also grown stronger due to having Quirks as well albeit incredibly rare since they are originally humans.
He just twitches his head when he hears a scream coming from an alley that only he can hear with his enhanced senses. He stretches his invisible wings before flapping them, making him teleport to where the scream is coming from. Arriving at the dark alley, not deterred after tearing space and time continuum angel just widens his eyes a bit when he sees a green haired boy is being violently dug by a 'dog'. Taking less than a tenth of a second, he identifies the creature that is harming the teenage boy.
'A skinwalker' he said in his consciousness as he launches towards the creature with a scowl. The said creature only have enough time to turn its head before getting kicked right in its face that is sullied with the innocent boy's blood. Snarling out of pain and anger after being sent to a wall and making a huge dent on it no less, the skinwalker can only see a bright light emerging from the boy that it had been devouring earlier and its attacker's eyes.
'So bright' it though as it squints its eyelids. When the light fades, it reveals Izuku Midoriya that is fully healed, the torn and bloody clothes is the only indication that he had been attacked before by it. The stranger in the trench coat just rises whilst glaring daggers at the skinwalker, whom just growls in return, trying to scare the newcomer. It had proven ineffective as the man just stands up straight without a single hint of fear, a geometrical silver blade sliding from his forearm into his right hand. The two supernatural beings just glare at each other, tension coming from each other being known only by the two. After what seems to be forever, they run towards the other.
Izuku just stays at the borderline of oblivion when the two clashes with each other, both battling over the fate of the boy. One wants the boy to be its meal while the other wants the boy to live. The man just uses his left hand throw away his opponent, avoiding a bite to the neck from the skinwalker before turning and swinging his blade in a downward arc, aiming the creatures head. The skinwalker had no time to react to the attack, the last thing it sees after recuperating is a flash of silver.
The blade struck true, it had gone through the head of the 'dog' with relative ease, killing it as it pierces the brain.
Ignoring the blood that is pouring out, he just watches the creature slowly turning to a man with spiky blue hair, muscular build without even a strand of thread on his body, revealing his lightly tanned skin. After a minute of waiting for the monster to fully turn into its human form, the man with the trench coat just simply channel his grace, shifting it to his desire to affect the corpse, setting it on fire using pyrokinesis. A few feet behind him, the now awake Izuku Midoriya just watches him and the burning corpse with eyes wide as saucers, shock over what is happening in front of him.
'Ugh, what the hell happened?' the green haired boy though as he groggily sits upon the cold, hard concrete that is the floor of the alley. He just slowly rubs his forehead with his bloodied hand before epiphany struck him like a truck. The murderous dog, sweat and adrenaline from running away, and the pain and blood.
His blood.
With the thought on his mind, he then just examines his chest that is now exposed thanks to the ripped uniform of his frantically, searching for the wound caused by the dog.
"What was that?" he whispers lowly before another memory struck him. A man in a trench coat came running at him and fighting the dog that was eating him alive before when he was barely awake. Using his memories, he then turns around to check whether the man and the canine are still there.
"Oh god," he whimpers out of his mouth, slowly covering it as he watches the black haired man just stands straight in front of a burning corpse, without even a single qualms. The stranger just turns to the terrified teen with a solemn face adorned when the teen let out a whimper loud enough for him to here with his advanced senses.
Izuku just starts to back off, his hand dragging his butt across the alley. He is scared of what the man -villain- would do to him next. Is he going to kill him too? Or torture him or even kidnap him?! He just curses his inability to stand out of sheer fear of the man that is now walking towards him at a steady pace, eyes focusing on him like a laser.
"O-OH NO, PLEASE, DON'T KILL ME! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" he begs the man as his back meets the wall of the alley. He just covers his face with hands, like it is going to save him from being killed by the man that just stands in front of him.
"I'm not going to hurt you if that is what you worried about," he said calmly as the young Midoriya just unfolds his guard from the man warily and quickly analyses his appearance. Izuku now is watching the entire look of the man that had saved him from death. The man looks like in mid-30, taller than most adults that he had seen. The man also has blue eyes and black hair, based on his face, he seems American. He is wearing a business suit under a tan trench coat, the most prominent feature of his appearance.
"B-but you killed and burned that man that t-transformed-" " That person is never human in the first place" Izuku stutters before the man cuts him. The former just stares at the man in confusion, his mouth hanging open before opposing his statement. Is the guy insane or what, obviously the guy is a human!
"W-what do you mean, that man has a transformation quirk, isn't that obvious!?" Izuku says with a hint of anger that is overshadowed by fear, going against what the man in front of him spoke to him previously with a frantic voice. The man just looked back at the burning corpse, whom oddly enough doesn't attract the attention of any hero or villain whatsoever.
"Would a villain dissect you with their teeth to just eat your heart out in a dog form?" the man replies without any tone of anger in his voice, seemingly a bit sad from burning the man that tried to kill the Quirk less boy. Izuku just looked to where the man is currently looking, trying to think of a way to answer the man's question to him. Would a person really do that? Maybe a psycho would.
"H-he could be a cannibal" "A cannibal would not go through such trouble to just get a human heart," both of them converse to each other, before Castiel walked to the burning body, placing a hand on it ignoring the fire. Izuku's mind can only be confused when he witnessed the man makes the body disappears with a touch of his hand, which is not damaged even the slightest by the fire he made.
"What did you do?" he enquires with a shock in his voice, ignoring the fear that is lingering on his supposed to be eaten, heart as he looks at the man's face. The man just stares back at him with the same expression on his face. Castiel formulates a quick response that will not give anything away to the boy. He doesn't want the boy to be involved in this hidden world.
"I teleported him to a place," the man answers in an almost straightforward sentence. The green haired boy only can be confused even more by the man's answer. By just looking at his doings, Izuku deduced that the man had some sort of fire quirk since it's only the body that is burning, not even a single sign show that he had used a fuel or anything else and even if he hadn't used fuel, the corpse would take longer to burn. But his analysis is thrown outside of the window when he somehow teleported the body away from the place.
"What kind of quirk do you have? Who are you?" he asks the man again, that is also proving his analysis about him is wrong AGAIN by making the scorch mark on the floor and the wall lift away from their position, disappearing into the thin air like nothing ever happened in the first place.
"I don't have a Quirk. As for who I am" he said before turning back to look at Izuku that is now standing up slowly, fear still visible in his green iris.
"My name is Castiel" Castiel responded to him.