Chapter One:

A/N: This is my first chapter to my OC story for SPN (Supernatural). I'm not sorry if you don't like it. I write stories to put myself at ease and to release tension, not to please you. But if you do like the story, yay! Thank you! I'm posting this/these stories because, simply, I need to man up and grow a pair instead of being so paranoid and scared all the time. But anyways, the story, again, has my OC's that I've had for a couple years or so. They come from my own personal and made up universe, their personalities, attitudes, quirks, physical traits, etc. are still in contact, they're just more modern compared to the original world they come from (something like Medieval Ages or Skyrim [or TES in general] or Fable if that helps). If you have any nice criticism for me, PM it to me, it'd be better and easier for me to look over rather than in reviews.

If you do not like OC/SPN character ships, well, that fucking sucks for you. It's not going to be prominent here in the story, but it's still there. Don't bitch and whine about it, okay? Go vent to your friends rather than at a stranger.

Sorry if my characters backgrounds are too sad or something like that. I do it for the very reason to relieve my tension, that and it makes me treasure them more and develop their personalities more. But not all of them have horrible pasts and still have a fascinating personality; so, don't flip tables.

This is also taking place in Utah (for the most part at least).

Also, apologies if the SPN cast is a bit OOC and for certain missing details, I'll probably fix it…maybe, just maybe. I'm really slow so lol and forgetful.

Anyways, enjoy the story, guys.

Tyler's POV

I groggily skated around the ice rink, gently pushing around the black puck about the ice. I had decided to get here before the hockey game started. I went to the waiting spot for my team once they had begun the game, rarely was I allowed to play after a certain incident…an incident I'm ashamed of; I hope it never happens again.

Once the game had ended I sighed softly, we lost again… I guess I shouldn't complain; only our second game of the season.

After I got dressed back into my normal clothes and my jacket, I couldn't help but to stay after and simply rest on one of the benches in the locker room. I gently dragged my hand down my face before adjusting my black cap and standing up. Once I was done in the locker room, right as I was leaving, I opened the door only to meet the beautiful face of a young woman with pitch black hair and seductive brown eyes.

"Can I help you, Ms.?" I asked, I tried not to sound so weary.

"Oh, yes…Could I have your autograph? And, could you show me to the exit? I'm rather new here." The young lady smiled and help up a picture of me and black sharpie pen.

I couldn't help but to blush softly at the fan I seem to have, "O-oh my, yes, of course. I can do both, Ms." I replied with a soft voice before taking the picture and pen.

I wrote down slowly before handing it back to her, she grinned upon me before putting the picture and pen away in her purse. We then headed towards the exit of the building.

3rd person POV

Dean groaned softly as he observed the outer entrance of the building once more.

"They've still gotta be here…the Succubus. All the women we saw here had families." Dean stated.

"Well, then we have to wait longer, she's still gotta be in there." Sam replied.

"They sure do like taking their sweet time then…" Dean retorted.

Not much later a woman had rolled out in front of Sam, Dean, and Castiel. The woman's demonic claws dug into the ground momentarily before standing up and glaring at Tyler, who was just barely walking out of the building. The three men were about to take action, but Tyler took the action before they could even get close to the demon—Tyler grabbed the demon by the hands despite she had begun gnawing at his hands as he dragged her over to his ratty car.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?!" Dean barked as he followed Tyler with Sam and Castiel in tow, getting his gun ready just in case.

"Go away, please, sir's. I have this handled." Tyler remarked in the most polite yet rude way.

Once Tyler arrived to his car he grabbed the demon by the hair and forced her to face in front of the side-view mirror, he ended up getting kicked hard in the ribcage but he managed to successfully get her attached to her reflection in the mirror, soon she was trapped in the mirror itself, at that moment Tyler fell to the ground gripping his ribs, he never thought a demon at that level could kick him as hard as she did.

Dean smirked as he peered down at the young brunette on the ground, "That's most certainly a new method of dealing with a Succubus…"

"Uh, thanks?" Tyler whimpered as he stood, he turned towards the trio, "Uh, who are you, exactly?" He asked shyly.

Sam quickly took action before Dean decided what he thought would be the perfect lie to tell, "I'm Sam Winchester, this is my brother Dean and our friend Castiel," Sam introduced them all politely before inquiring who the tall brunette was, "And who are you?"

"My pleasure to meet you three, I'm Tyler Herrera…" Tyler said as he shifted in a paranoid manner.

Dean noticed quickly, "Somethin' botherin' ya, kid?" He inquired.

"Nothing—!" Tyler squealed and shook his hands in nervousness.

Castiel knew what was going on in Tyler's head, but he remained quiet.

Once Tyler's phone started ringing he simply ignored it the first few rings before speaking, "Must be my sister…I should get going before she decides to hunt me down with a baseball bat. It was nice meeting you three nonetheless. Goodbye." He bowed his head before walking to the drivers' side of the car.

Dean shrugged, "See ya," He said before leaving as Sam simply nodded, Dean turned towards the parking lot—he kept turning only to see that his car had been hijacked, "Are you kidding me?!" He snarled loudly.