WARNING: You will not find Samuel Winchester or Dean Winchester in this story anywhere. This is a period piece sparked by some off the cuff comments that Eric Kripke made a year and half ago about westerns and Samuel Colt. I've been obsessed with the thought of hunters in the wild west every since and well, this is what happens when I finally sit down and do something with those thoughts. I will admit though, that you might see shades of those two in these characters but you won't find either of them in the story officially. I hope that won't stop anyone from giving it a try though :)

Feedback and Concrit always welcome! :) Beta by the lovely, talented and very awesome Katrina! I really can't thank you enough for all the help with this. Any other mistakes are entirely my own, I try not to tinker after she gives it back but sometimes I just can't stop myself =p

Summary: In 1835 Samuel Colt made a gun for a Hunter, they said this gun could kill anything. Who was the hunter John mentioned in Dead Man's Blood and why did Colt make the gun. This is my take on what brought us to this point. Pre-show - Samuel Colt

John Winchester looked at his sons, Sam and Dean, with weary resignation. "Back in 1835, when Halley's comet was overhead, the same night those men died at the Alamo, they say Samuel Colt made a gun."

Thinking of the days long gone, he could practically see the gun as its maker turned it over in his hands. A pentagram etched into the wooden butt for extra protection against the darkness that they fought then as they did now.

"A special gun," John continued. "He made it for a hunter – a man like us, only on horseback. The story goes, he made 13 bullets."

John remembered the sketch of the case he had managed to track down, a simple wooden box that held this mysterious gun and its specially cast bullets. A plain thing for so spectacular a weapon. Looking up with hope shining in the dim recesses of his eyes he met his sons stares of wonder.

"This hunter used the gun a half dozen times before he disappeared, the gun along with him. Somehow, Daniel got his hands on it. They say," John's head lifted and the burning ember of his hope shone brightly in the dim recesses of his eyes as he met his boys stares of wonder.

"They say this gun can kill anything."

And John Winchester was betting his life on the prayer that they were right.


Authors Notes:

Note 1: If you read this before, please be aware that there are some changes. Nothing major was added, I am simply reworking it and putting the story into I hope a better format while removing a few things that perhaps were more suited to outtakes then main content. Thank you for your time and patience and please if you haven't read the story I would really appreciate if you gave it a chance. And maybe a comment or two? Even if its just to say it wasn't to your liking. Thanks!

Note 2: Pre-series AU. This is before the Winchesters as we know them or even really before they existed. There is no Sam, Dean or John Winchester here or at least perhaps not as you know them today. But I like to think that they aren't the only ones who can have adventures in this 'universe'. This is a look at what I thought could have led to the things as they are now. The steps that set up the Winchesters to be who they became. Thanks Kripke for answering things but umm way to kill my idea with the final LOL.

That said I don't see why this isn't still possible after all we only have Ruby's word for it and everyone knows – Demon's lie right :)

Note 3: Dialogue lifted from transcript of Dead Man Blood Episode, season 1.

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