Disclaimer: I don't own any walking dead or supernatural characters, this is just a fanfic for fun, just like what everyone else writes on here.
Author's note: The beginning of the Zombie apocalypse takes place at the season 14 season finale of supernatural, so there WILL be spoilers from today's episode, I wanted to make a walking dead/Supernatural crossover for a very long time, but today's season finale of Supernatural was the PERFECT place for the zombie apocalypse to fit. (The first few chapters will be about the end of Supernatural, and then we'll get into the walking dead parts of the story, so please bear with me. Everything written now is just Canon from the last episode basically.)
Chapter 1:
Dean stood confidently in the graveyard, the equalizer pointed right at Jack. Dean was ready to take them both out right then and there, and end this madness once and for all.
While Dean didn't exactly want to die, he wasn't going to let his mother's murderer cause more harm to the world. Maybe even end it. This was the way it had to be. God said so himself. And he was ready.
In response, Jack got to his knees, accepting his faith. After all they have been through, He still trusted the Winchesters.
Dean lowers his gun only slightly, taken aback by jacks cooperation. Trying to read the boy's expression in case it was some kind of trick once he's convinced that it isn't, the eldest Winchester brother takes fifteen steps closer, just to make sure he has a clear shot.
Tires screech from a distance, Dean would have to be quick, because surely Sam or Cas would try to talk him out of it, but both Dean and Jack have already accepted their deaths by now.
That's when Jack speaks again, catching Dean off guard yet again.
"I understand." The Nephilim said in a soft, understanding voice.
"I know what I've done." He adds, genuinely. Sam's voice can be heard approaching. Dean's hesitant, but his gun pointed at the boy remains.
"Stay back, Sam." The older brother warns sternly, as Sam finally arrives to the party.
Sam does as his brother says, and watches in horror, not yet ready to lose both his brother, and the kid he helped raise all at once.
"And you were right. All along. I am a monster." Jack admits with a head nod. Dean feels almost heartbroken at the realization. While Dean had thought he was right, he didn't want to be.
"Do. Something." Sam pleads their God with a panicked whisper, who just stands there amused by his creations.
That's when Sam realized...God was enjoying the show they were putting on for him. Only it wasn't a show. It was their lives. And God was enjoying their pain. Their family being ripped away right before him.
Dean cocks the gun, ready to do what needed to be done. Only, those eyes. This was Jack. Jack, who liked sugary cereal like himself, who was still so young in this world, who himself, Sam and Cas had all agreed to teach and protect. He may not have a soul. But this was still Jack, nonetheless.
Dean lowers the gun. He couldn't do this bot because it would end his life also, he couldn't care less about himself. And even though Jack has done some unforgivable things, he was still family.
Dean clicks the safety on, and tosses the equalizer aside to announce his decision.
Cas, Sam, and Chuck approach the two closer.
"No!" Chuck's voice spoke, making Sam who was standing besides him jump.
"Pick it up!" God orders him, while literally stepping in now.
"Pick it up!" Chuck repeats, receiving looks from all members of the party.
"The hell Chu-" Dean starts to ask before he's interrupted.
"This isn't how the story's supposed to end!" Chuck explains aggravated, like a frustrated director with unwilling actors.
"The story?" Cas asks his father in question.
"Look! at the-the- the gathering storm, the gun, the-the father, killing his own son." Chuck says gesturing to Dean, then Jack, trying to set the scene for them.
"This is Abraham and Isaac. This is EPIC!" Chuck explains to Dean, who scowls his brow in confusion at their creator.
"Wait, what are you saying?" He asks.
"He's saying he's been playing us." Sam explains, giving Chuck the same look. Chuck just sighs in response as he's been found out now. Chuck receives painfully shocked looks from Cas, Dean and Jack as well, when Sam explains God's selfish plan.
"This whole time…" Sam realizes aloud. Chuck looks to Dean shaking his head, wanting Dean to still act in his little bible re-enactment.
"Our entire lives!... Mom, Dad… everything, this is all you, you wrote it all. Right? Because...because what?! We're your favorite show? We're part of your story?" Sam asked pissed off more than he's ever been at anyone.
"Dean, no offense but your brother's stupid and crazy." He says trying to cover up everything Sam has just revealed about him.
"That kid is still dangerous. So. Pick up the gun, Pick. It. Up." God commands him.
Dean's realizing now, that everything Sam had said was true, why should he listen to God, when he was never there for him, or anybody. He enjoyed their suffering. No, Dean wasn't going to take orders from anyone, not even God himself.
"Pull the trigger...and I'll bring her back." Chuck says, and Dean looks at him, appalled.
"Your mom." Chuck says, just to be clear. And it was all too God Damn good to be true. Amara brought Mary back for all of the hardships Dean had been through, since that was what he wanted most in the world. But God, bribing him with this… it's not right. It felt all kinds of wrong. Dean felt sick to his stomach at the suggestion.
"No." Dean shakes his head, taking some steps back, away from Chuck to stand with his brother.
"No." He repeats firmly. Chuck is shocked at the rejection of his generous offer, an offer he thought Dean Winchester would never refuse.
"My mom was my hero. And I miss her, and I will miss her every second of my life. But she would not want this." Dean says, and Chuck almost looks like he understands.
"And it's not like you even really care." Dean says, telling it like it is.
"Cause Sam's right. The apocalypse. The first go around. With Lucifer, and Michael. You knew everything that was going on. So why the games, Chuck? HUH?!" He lifts his arm" raising his voice at him now.
"WHY DON'T YOU JUST SNAP YOUR FINGERS AND END IT?!" He asks the most powerful being in all the universe.
"Look, I-" Chuck starts but is cut off by another realization from Sam.
"And every other bad thing we've been killing, and dying over…?" Sam scoffs at the ridiculousness of it all.
"Where were you? Sitting back and watching us suffer? So we can do this over and over and over again? Fighting? Losing people we love? When does it end? Tell me!" The youngest Winchester demands.
There's a pause, Chuck deciding how to talk himself out of this next.
"Dean, don't do this-" he says trying to salvage what he can from the situation.
"No. We're done talking." Dean decides.
"Cause this, this isn't just a story. IT'S OUR LIVES." Dean yells, trying to get this realization through God's thick skull.
"So, God, or no God, you go to hell." Dean says pointing an accusing finger at Chuck.
Chuck gives an amused smile at this little outburst.
"Have it your way." He says finally to his disobedient creations. With a snap of God's fingers, Jack's blasted with a painfully bright light and screams in pain.
Sam, Dean, and Cas watch shocked.
"Stop it!" Dean begs as God continues, Cas tries his damnedest to heal Jack. Though he didn't think he could understand do God's actions, he had to try.
"Stop it!" Dean takes one step forward and Chuck sends him flying the opposite direction, right into a headstone. Dean lands and falls hard. Sam stands helpless, panicking now. Sam grabs the equalizer quickly.
"Hey, Chuck." He says raising it up and pointing it at their God. He squeezes the trigger and everything goes black.
Sam squeezed the trigger, and shoots Chuck in the shoulder. The Same happens to Sam, though Sam falls to the ground from the shot, while Chuck is still standing, not harmed in the slightest from the shot. Dean looks to Sammy panicked, as he thought the equalizer would kill both the person shot and the person doing the shooting. Though both Chuck and Sam remained breathing.
Sam winces in pain on the ground, while Chuck looks annoyed at the minor inconvenience.
"Fine!...That's the way you want it?" he says with an eye roll. Team free will's eyes are locked on God as he announces with a shake of the hand…
"Story's over. Welcome to the end."
And just like that, God was gone, the Sun had vanished. The trio looks around confused. Dean pinching from his fall earlier, but walking it off. Sam tending to his wound, applying pressure to stop the bleeding. Cas mourning the loss of their child.
"Hey, you okay?" Dean asks his little brother, concerned."
"Yeah, I'm okay." Sam confirms, grunting as he gets up.
The three of them see Jack's lifeless body on the ground.
"But I thought Chuck said that the gun was the only thing that could…" Dean starts, but trails off not able to speak of Jack's fate.
"He's a writer…" Cas says, clearly hurt by his creator and father.
"Writers lie…" he admits out loud, devastated by the betrayal if his father, and the loss of his son.
With not even a minute to mourn, the earth begins to shake. Startling all three of them. They glance around them, searching for the source of the commotion.
Spirits begin to shoot out from the ground, into the sky.
"The hell is happening?!" Dean asks as they all look to the sky.
"Souls...souls from hell…" Cas explains as they watch them fly all around them.
All the horrors they have faced before. Bloody Mary, la la Lora, the clown, every soul from hell, the dead from the graves that surrounded them, All unleashed, because God was now their enemy.
A moment of shock washes over their faces. Cas pulls out his angel blade, ready to defend the Winchesters and himself. Dean quickly grabs two rusty iron metal rods from a graveyard fence, For himself and Sammy. They were outnumbered for sure, but they weren't going down without a fight.
The undead drew in closer. It looked like this could very well be the end for our heroes, as the walking dead circles them, and attacks.
Sam, Dean, and Cas fought like they never have before. They were growing exhausted, but they weren't about to give up. The bodies of the undead piled up around them. The tree men were entirely covered in blood. Another hoard approaches from afar, and while a Winchester would never run from a fight, had they stayed it would ensure their death.
Dean stabbed another close by zombie, not seeming to care about the oncoming hoard.
"Dean! Come on!" Sam had to literally drag him away, as himself and Castiel headed to where Dean had parked the impala.
Once they make it the car, Sam in the driver's seat for once, he starts the engine and get out of the graveyard as quickly as possible, hitting a few undead on the way out.
Dean pulls down the passenger seat mirror and wipes some of the blood on his face, after long minutes of silence from the shock of all the events that had just happened.
Sam glances over at Dean trying to clean his face, which seemed very out of character for his brother. Sam cleared his throat before speaking up.
"U-uh Dean, don't you think that Can wait til we get back from the bunker- I-I mean we have bigger issues here don't you thi-"
Dean interrupts his brother in an annoyed tone.
"Yeah, I know we got bigger problems Sammy! But I look like freaking Carrie!" He says with a bit of anger in his voice as he adjusts the rear view mirror back in place, leaning back in his chair.
Sam nods and they sit there in silence til they get back to the bunker. He understood that Dean was just trying to distract himself from everything that had just happened. The streets had spirits flying everywhere, the undead attacking people, it was madness, far too much for them to even attempt to help. For now, they just had to lay low and figure out a way to un do God will, if that were possible.
They've had many enemies, but not God himself.
Another dang Author's note: Thanks for reading! stayed up til 1am after today's season finale of supernatural! I was just so inspired! please, if you read this, leave a review, feel free to give me criticism, and it may not make sense now, but I hope the rest of the story will in the next update! I can't wait to get some walking dead up in this story! again, thanks so much for reading!