This is going to be an ongoing project. A parody of both Supernatural and Heroes. More in favor of the Supernatural characters, though, which is why I published it here. DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters from either show.
Los Angeles- Hiro and Ando walked up to the house. "Hiro, are you sure this is a good idea?" Ando asked, in Japanese. "Last time we babysat for Baby Matt Parkman, you remember what happened."
"It will be just fine, relax," Hiro said, adjusting his glasses. "Maybe he'll help me get some more of my powers back." He stepped forward and rang the doorbell. A terrified teen girl answered it.
"Glad you guys are here!" she said. "This baby is INSANE! Gotta run!" and with that, she ran out the door past them.
Hiro and Ando entered the house. The baby sat on the floor in the entryway, surrounded by an army of dancing toys.
"Oh, hello Baby Matt Parkman!" Hiro cooed in his heavily accented English. He scooped the baby up. "What are you going to do for me today?" Ando stepped over to make a funny face at the baby.
The baby screeched happily and touched Hiro's face with his right hand. With his left, he touched Ando's. This caused Ando to spark red. The sparks touched Hiro's face. There was a crackle, and a pop, and suddenly the three of them weren't there anymore.
A few seconds later, Hiro opened his eyes. He was still holding the baby and standing next to Ando, but instead of being in the Parkman house, they were now on a street in an unfamiliar place, a row of run down houses behind them. And they were not alone.
"What is going on here?!" Noah Bennet yelled, crossing the street to come towrds them. "Hiro, did you do this?"
As he spoke, all the other people with abilities that Hiro and Ando knew started POOF! appearing. Peter. Nathan. Claire. Matt. Mohinder. And they all looked pretty angry.
"Oops!" Hiro said.
BOOM! Crash! Thunder! Lightning! SUPERNATURAL! Aaaaaggggghhhh! HEROES! Aaahhhh-aaaahhhh-ahhhhhhh! Eclipse!
Supernatural Heroes (in quotes, on the side of a building. This episode of Supernatural Heroes is brought to you by Sam's Club. Sam Walton believed in selling things at dirt cheap prices. Then he died. Sam Winchester believed in killing things that were already dead. Then he died. Then he came back. Please enjoy the show.)
One week later: This is the epic story of good vs. evil, man vs. man, a story that teaches us the true meaning of Life, in all its splendorous glory.
Ok, so we lied.
Our story begins on the road somewhere in Canada America. This is the story of two twenty something male models ghost/demon/monster hunters who travel the countryside in their old beat up hoopdy, banging girls fighting evil, and staying in tasteful, well decorated 5 star hotels.
Our heroes of the moment are Sam, the younger brother: tall and skinny, whiny and idealistic, with emo hair and perpetually sappy eyes; and Dean: a horny wise ass, known for grumbling prettily in layered shirts, like a cynical Grunge Ken doll. Together, they fight for truth, justice, and the American way!
"That's a bunch of crap," Dean said, rocking out and drinking a beer, while driving.
"What is?" Sam asked, his seat pushed back as far as it can possibly go. Even so, the knees of his long legs are right about even with his ears.
"Dude, didn't you hear the voice? It was a man talking. He had an accent...Indian, it sounded like." Dean said.
"Uh...Dean, maybe you shouldn't drink and drive." Sam pulls the beer out of of Dean's hand.
"Hey, I was drinking that!" Dean yells. "Anyway, I was NOT imagining it."
Sam scratched his head. "What? Oh hey. So, there's this town we're supposed to check out. They say that lately a lot of strange people have suddenly appeared there. And all of them seem to have abilities. Like, flying, healing, all sorts of things. I'm thinking maybe we could find out what's going on."
"Nah, that's a waste of time," Dean said. "Why can't we just go to Vegas and get laid?"
"You always want to go to Vegas and get laid," Sam said.
And so our intrepid heroes argued about it for a little. Such is the way of things in our world. Our beautifu, glorious world where things happen for reasons that noone quite understands! Can it be a force of nature, like evolution, that causes our genes to mutate in such a form that only small lagamorphs and happy children can understand-
"SHUT UP!!!!" Sam and Dean yelled at the same time.
"So you did hear it now," Dean said to Sam.
"Yes, yes I did," Sam said, confused and concerned. "Dean, what the hell was that?"
"I don't know," Dean said, "but it's annoying and it insulted my car a few minutes ago and-"
"Dean! Look out!" Sam shouted, too late. Dean slammed on the brakes but the car hit a figure in the road and knocked it down.
For a few seconds, nobody moved. Then slowly, gingerly, Dean sat up. "Sam? Sammy, are you ok?" Sam opened his eyes and shook his head in a startled way. "Yeah, I'm fine, Dean," he said. "Are you?"
"I'm fine," Dean said, "but what did we hit?"
The brothers jumped out of the car and ran to the front of it. A blonde haired girl in her late teens lay on the road in front of it, covered it blood.
"Oh shit!" Dean said. "Sammy, quick, call 911!"
Before Sam could get his phone out, to the amazement of the brothers, the girl sat up. She rotated her shoulders and popped them a few times, and if Sam and Dean could believe what they were seeing, an open wound on her chest closed up perfectly.
Sam put his hand out to stop the girl from coming towards them, while Dean pulled a knife out of his belt.