Title: The Consequences of Prophecy
Author Name: immortal_jedi aka jedipati
Paring: Sam/Jess
Rating:PG-13
Word Count: 46,272
Warnings/Spoilers: Spoilers for all five seasons, dark/evil Winchesters, demons and what they do, scenes of Hell, and other forms of violence.
Summary: The Winchester household is attacked on June 21, 1983 by Hunters. Sam and Dean grow up among the Hunted, and have little love for Hunters, who think Sam will end the world. Haven't the Hunters ever heard of self fulfilling prophecies?
Author's Notes: This is my Big Bang for 2010. It is finished, and I will be uploading a part every day. Today, I'll upload the Prologue and part 1.
Prologue
The student hurried along the paths toward the edge of campus. He was in a hurry to get home, and hoped he could make it before too long.
The student paused and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. "Hello?" he asked. He grinned.
"No, I'm headed back to my apartment. Class just got out," the student said. He stopped, shook his head, and started walking again. "No, actually. Just some very weird dreams. You?" He paused and listened to the person on the other end. "Really? Are you sure haven't just been having too much fun with your lighter?"
He grinned. "I know that, jerk," he said. "Anyway, I'm being dragged to a party tonight- yes, I know. But what can I do?" He paused. "When?" He looked around cautiously for a second. "I haven't noticed anything, but they've probably gotten a bit more subtle since the last time. I hope. You know how it is- we never seem to catch a hint until it's almost too late. No, I'm fine. Besides, I can handle it if something happens."
Laughing, the student checked for traffic before crossing the street. "Okay, okay - and yes, that'd be appreciated. I've been getting the feeling that there's more to the dreams than I thought at first. It'd be nice to have someone else around who knows what's going on."
He shook his head. "Of course not! How do you tell someone something like that, anyway? I'll tell her eventually, don't worry. Just… once things are a little clearer, and I've got a bit of proof. She does know the back story, just not that we actually believe the attackers had a point."
He stopped in front of a building. "Listen, I need to go- No, jerk, I'm at my apartment, and I need both hands. Yeah, I'll talk to you later."
He absently juggled keys, phone and backpack as he entered his apartment building. Across the street another man, dressed much like every student around, pulled out his own cell phone.