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So I heard that there was going to be a supernatural spin off and I thought about how I wanted it to go! So… enjoy I guess!

Summary:

Gabriel died, He's fine with that really. But then three years later God asks him something, something that changes his life forever. He is asked to save a boy, a boy in Lucifers cage. Travelling the country with this boy they fight everything in their paths, saving people and hunting things. There they encounter new friends, old enemies and even save a few lives doing it.

(Supernatural spin off AU)

The Angel and the Hunter (My version of the spin off)

Chapter 1

Gabriel remembered the knife, the blade digging into his stomach and tearing his grace apart. He didn't know what would come next but he assumed nothing. No dead angel ever found their way to heaven, nor to hell, so he didn't really know what to expect. He doubted he would end up in purgatory, dancing with the other crap that was on this stupid Earth, but it could happen.

Though the most likely theory was nothing, nothing would happen to him because he was created BEFORE God created all those places. Well besides heaven of course, that was the first to be created.

He looked into his brothers pale blue eyes, betrayal clearly written on his face. He thought he had fooled his brother, thinking that maybe he could survive this and save everyone. Just for once he could save everyone.

He thought wrong; the blade in his brother's hand was proof of that.

Then it all went black, his screams echoing in his ears and his blood leaving a metallic taste in his mouth.

He wasn't happy with dying but now at least he wouldn't have to watch the world go to hell. Which would literally happen if Lucifer had his way.

Though what he wasn't expecting to wake up in some random white space…

It was literally a white space, the only thing telling him which way was up and down was the cold surface that his bare feet were standing on. He wore a white robe, his massive golden wings curled behind him.

It had been so long since he had seen those wings, since he had stretched them out of his vessel and felt the muscles in them strain as they pulled his weight.

They were bigger than any angels, well besides Michael and Lucifers, but were much more beautiful. Lucifers had once been a pure white, purer than you could ever imagine. Purer than the space that he stood in.

But now they were charcoal black, from the fires of hell that he had dwelled in for centuries. Just because of some stupid childish tantrum.

He guessed Michaels were the purest and whitest now, even though his brother acted like he had a stick up his ass. Now that he thought about it the only one who didn't act like that was Castiel. He remembered when the young angel was a fledgling, always asking questions.

He wasn't good at following orders, always rebelling. That bitch in heaven calling herself Naomi had always been out to get him.

So Gabriel had left, and now he was standing in a random open space.

He hoped to Dad that this wasn't death for angels. Sure some of the more boring types would like it but him? He needed to have some fun! As nice as it was having two gigantic wings sticking out of his back it would be even nicer if he could just go back to life, or you know, die.

"Gabriel," A voice said.

It wasn't behind him, nor was it above him or to his sides. It was everywhere, in his head, in his ears, in the space. The voice was deep, deeper than the thunder that roared through the night on Earth.

And he recognised it straight away, because he was the messenger angel. He had heard that voice many times before, telling him to give a message to the people of Earth.

"Dad?" He whispered, his golden eyes widening. He didn't turn around and look for the big man because only his consciousness was here, not his form.

"Gabriel, it is good to see you again." The voice hummed and Gabriel felt something slide down his cheek. He put his hand to his face and found that it was a tear, that he was crying.

But he couldn't help it, he hadn't heard from his father in millennia. He hadn't heard the deep voice that shook his bones, that made his wings uncurl slightly in respect, for so long. He was so happy because everyone had thought that he was dead and Gabriel had pretended to stop caring.

"You're alive." Gabriel whispered and a chuckle rang through the space.

"That I am young Angel." He whispered and Gabriel smiled. He was the youngest Archangel, but far stronger than any of his brothers besides Michael and Lucifer and his wings were much more beautiful.

"It's so good to hear your voice." He whimpered and he knew that if he saw his father, he would be smiling.

Then he realised something, God was talking to him. Ok he realised that earlier but why was he talking to him? What could he possibly have to say?

"Am I dead?" He asked.

"Yes." The voice replied and Gabriel felt his heart sink for a moment before shrugging it off, already knowing that fact. Still, hearing your own father telling you that you're dead sucks.

"Then how are we talking?" He asked.

"Because I wish to converse, and your time is not yet up."

Gabriel tilted his head in confusion, wondering what he could mean by that. Gabriel was dead, that was all, and nothing could change that. Well, besides God.

"What? Do you need me to stop the grand fight?" He asked and God chuckled.

"No Gabriel, the Winchesters stopped that many years ago." He told Gabriel and the archangel froze, his eyes widening.

"What do you mean years ago?" He asked cautiously.

"You have been dead for many years Gabriel, but now it is time for you to return." God told him.

"What year is it?" Gabriel asked, almost afraid of the answer.

"It is two thousand and thirteen."

Gabriel sighed in relief, only three years. When God had said many years he had assumed that he had meant a few Millennia at the minimum, not just three years.

"So why am I being brought back so soon?" He asked.

"The world needs the Winchesters." God replied simply.

"Wait, they're dead?" Gabriel asked, shocked. They just had to die didn't they? After his awesome sacrifice they had to go and die on him.

"Not Sam and Dean, but there is another and this one is needed almost as much as his siblings." He said.

Gabriel's first thought was John but the word 'Siblings' changed that thought. As far as he knew Sam and Dean Winchester were the only Winchesters that were still alive. Well, the only ones that were born from Mary and John.

"Their half-brother, Adam, has been in hell for three years. I need you to retrieve him." God said.

"Why me? Why can't you?" He asked and his father chuckled.

"They say I work in mysterious ways, I guess that this is the case."

The way he said it Gabriel knew something was different, ever since God had left heaven the angels had went nuts. But it had hurt Gabriel the most, even more than watching Lucifer fall.

So that was when he had packed his bags and left.

But now God didn't seem very God like, he seemed almost human.

"You've changed." He whispered.

"So have you, Mr Trickster." His father whispered back.

"You will find Adam in the cage with your brothers, he will be in bad shape but he will be strong. He has potential and I need you to bring it out."

"What do I do when I get him out?" Gabriel asked, slightly haunted by the fact that he would have to sneak into his BROTHERS cage. Wait, God had said both of his Brothers were in there.

"You will protect him, hunt with him. You will not use your angel powers to the full in a hunt nor will you let him die. This boy has a great destiny and you are a part of it Gabriel."

"You said both my Brothers, who else is in there?" He asked.

"Michael." God replied.

"Oh joy…" Gabriel mumbled, "So I just have to be a normal hunter?"

"No Gabriel, be a Winchester. Be the man that I know you can be, the man that sacrificed everything for THEM. Be who you are meant to be and join the family business with Adam. You know, saving people, hunting things."

"Great, any other advice Yoda?" He asked, then realised he was being a pain in the ass to God.

But all he received in reply was a chuckle, one that made Gabriel's heart soar higher than he knew the wings on his back could propel him.

"Goodbye Gabriel, we will meet again. And good luck." His father whispered and Gabriel sighed, watching as a massive hole erupted from the ground. The darkness like a stain against the pure white that surrounded him.

He knew where it led, Lucifers cage. And he knew what he would have to do, even if it got him killed in the process. But God had asked him to do it; his Father had asked him to save a soul.

And he was going to do it, he was going to jump into hell because of his father's orders.

"Well here goes nothing." He whispered, staring into it before jumping.

Straight into the heart of hell.

There was chapter 1! I really hope that you guys liked it because I got this idea as soon as I heard that there would be a spin off and I thought there was so much more that the writers could do with the characters in it.

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