Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of it's character.
Hi, this is my first published fanfiction. I did not make it easy for myself. BE GENTAL ON ME.
Please enjoy.
Prologue
In the world of the supernatural, there are many enemies. Monsters fight monsters, monsters fight hunters, and funnily enough, although it might be quite strange, hunters fight hunters. There are many groups within the hunting world, many.
There are two groups that are the biggest, most respected and not to be messed with. They are also complete enemies, it's been this way since the groups were created centuries ago. These groups are called the Consors and the Amatores. Now I know what you're thinking, it's weird to split up hunters, they've all got the same goal in mind, except they haven't.
The Consors goal is to destroy all things supernatural.
The Amatores goal is to destroy all things evil.
You're probably thinking that it's all the same thing, but its not, and it effects the way they run their shop.
The Consors are murders, they kill all things supernatural, and they don't care if one of them is different from the rest, if it's good. They're goal is to get rid of them, not befriend them.
The Amatores are soldiers, they kill all evil, supernatural beings, and to help and befriend the ones that are different from the rest, if they're good. They're goal is peace, not war.
It's a slight difference of opinion, but one that causes destruction when the two cross paths. No one is one both sides, its one side or the other. Except for one man; Dean Winchester. He was on the side of the Consors, but something happened, someone came into his life; a man, an angel, on the side of The Amatores.
But I'm getting ahead of myself, let me start from the beginning, from the very beginning, when God created the Earth….
Only kidding, none of that crap is gonna come up.
Yet.
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