Chapter 1

Ring! Ring! Ring! Two loud groans filled the motel room as the cell phone awoke them from their sleep. Sam, being that it was his cell, blindly grabbed at the phone as he did not want to open his eyes, and Dean fell right back to sleep. Clearly not all the woken up, he missed the phone a few times; some resulted in knocking over the complimentary pads of paper and pen.

"Hello?" he mumbled into the phone.

"Sam?" said a gruff voice on the other end of the phone.

"Bobby?" Sam said as he heard his father-figure's voice.

"Yeah, hey I just wanted to let you boys know that I am sending someone your way. He'll be there in a day so stay in town."

"Someone? Who?" Sam asked, waking up more, at least enough to sit up a bit.

"His name is Evan James, and he is a hunter who I think can help you with our angel/demon problem."

"Help how?"

"Well let's just say he can hold them back long enough for you guys to do what needs to be done. He is a wizard, and not the "give your soul to a demon" kind, but the real deal. He was born with his powers and is advanced for his kind. Trust me, I have known him for years now and, besides you two, he is the only person I trust most." Bobby said sounding distant towards the end.

"OK, so tell me about these wizards; how have we not heard of them or Dad for that matter?"

"They are based in Europe and are a very secretive community. I mean they have their own government and everything. They have branched of to Asia, some Russia, Africa and Australia but they consider America the 'wild land'. They don't usually set up base here and that's probably why you haven't heard anything. Plus the fact that they can blend in with the crowd makes it easier for people like us to not notice them."

"Damn, that's new. OK well then I will tell Dean and we will stay in town."

"Kay thanks Sam," Bobby said.

"Welcome Bobby," he said before hanging up the phone.

Sam, not as tired as before, slowly got up off the bed and stretched, popping out joints. Making his way over to Dean's bed, he shook his older brother awake before heading to the bathroom. A loud groan came from the older hunter as he slowly got up himself.

"Why'd you wake me up Sammy? Who was on the phone?" Dean practically growled, bitter about being awoken for the second time that morning at eight in the morning.

"It was Bobby; he wanted to tell us that we would have a visitor tomorrow and wanted us to stay in town."

"Who?"

"Evan James, a hunter like us, knew Bobby for years, and is a wizard," said a muffled Sam as he brushed his teeth.

"A what?" Dean said head snapping up.

"A wizard; apparently in parts of Europe, Asia, and some other countries have these secret communities of witches and wizards who are born with their powers and are technically the real deal compared to our 'soul giving' kind here in America."

"Well, how come we haven't heard of them before?"

"Well, they call this country the wild land and basically just don't come here and those who do just blend well within a community. We probably have met some but could never tell."

"Huh," Dean muttered, confused.

"So this guy is coming why?"

"He is, and I quote Bobby, 'advanced for his kind' and that besides us, he is the only other person he trusts the most."

Shrugging his shoulders, Dean got up too, shoving his brother out of the bathroom to use it himself.

The next day

"So when he coming again?" Dean asked for the thousandth time.

"I don't know, Dean, I was just told it was today. Besides it is only 2 in the afternoon and there is still a lot of day left." Sam was annoyed, rubbing his temple with two fingers.

"Yeah well I want to hit the road soon, we should have left yesterday."

"Why the rush?" asked a soft voice from behind them. They turned around and saw a man, maybe younger then them. Evan James was 5' 5", had black messy hair, and emerald eyes that glittered like jewels. He wore a black leather jacket over a red tee shirt and a pair of nice black jeans and boots. While the brothers could tell he was a hunter from the look in his eyes and the scars that were on the skin that was visible, he looked high class. He looked too clean to do what they do, and too young.

"Umm…" that was all Dean could do, as he was too busy drooling at the newcomer. Now, while he was normally affiliated with the female, he had, in the past, experimented with some males. He never told Sam though; all those woman and gay jokes to his younger brother would come back to haunt him. He couldn't help stare though at the new guy. He was gorgeous, and Dean finally believed in 'love at first sight'.

"Hi my names Evan; Evan Harold James, so Bobby said he called yesterday?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the two, his British origins showing as he talked, a faint blush on his face as he caught the look that the elder Winchester gave him.

"Yeah he did, I am Sam Winchester and this is my older brother, Dean," Sam said as he shook the other man's hand, glancing at the staring Dean in confusion.

"Well sorry for popping in, I don't really do that but I guess I got too excited. Bobby has told me all about you two, I feel like I knew you already." He said blushing a little bit more. There was no way this guy was a hunter, the two thought.

"That's fine, so Bobby also said you could help us?" asked Sam.

"Yeah," Evan said feeling more confident than before, "when I started hunting I read about everything there was to know about anything. Any lore, any myth and any folktale I could get my hands on. I started to create spells that could help me when hunting; different ways to either hold off the creature or kill it. One of the ones I started with were demons and I found ways to hold them off or capture them and about a few months ago, how to kill them."

The brother's heads snapped to attention.

AN: OK so this chapter is short but it is late and I am tired. Will update soon, I have a good feeling about this story. Love you alls!!!!!