Title: Boy Meets Supernatural

Author: lovepass77

Rating: T, but this story will likely turn M later on. It just depends on what feels right for it and fun.

Genre: Horror/Bromance/Drama/Comedy

Summary: This is a crossover story between the main characters Cory Matthews and Shawn Hunter from Boy Meets World with Sam and Dean Winchester from Supernatural. The story begins when Cory's wife and one true love Topanga is brutally killed during a fire at their suburban home in Philadelphia. This terrible tragedy destroys Cory's world and sets him on a new path into a dark, twisted underworld.

Cory's best friend Shawn strangely enough has a creepy vision about her death as well as several other disturbing nightmares that keep coming true. Is this all just a freaky coincidence, a bad dream, a psychotic breakdown? Or is it really the beginning of a whole new set of epic adventures for Cory Matthews and Shawn Hunter. To learn the truth they embark on a cross country road trip together to solve this terrifying mystery and find out who or WHAT is responsible for ruining Cory's happy normal family life.

The two extremely close best friends soon discover what really exists out there in the darkness and learn how to hunt down many different types of evil creatures. To protect the world they've left behind Cory and Shawn become great and strong monster hunters under the guidance of two wonderful hunting mentors Mr. George Feeny and Bobby Singer. After years of hunting on their own and in order to save Cory's children Riley and Elliot from meeting a disturbing fate due to evil Supernatural forces they eventually team up with the legendary Winchester brothers for the biggest battle of their lives.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. I just love them all very much, so please DON'T SUE! :)


Chapter 1: In the Beginning There Was Life, Death and Feeny

Location: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Date: November 2, 2005


"Come on; let's say good night to your sister."

"Okay Daddy."

Cory Matthews smiles happily as he carries his four-year old son Elliot into the nursery. His beautiful and loving wife Topanga carefully places their sleepy infant daughter into her crib.

Cory puts Elliot down and he runs over to the side of his little sister's crib. Topanga picks him up again, and helps Elliot lean over the side of the crib to kiss her on the forehead.

"Night, Riley!"

Elliot smiles at his mom and she gives him a big ol'hug before putting him back down again. Topanga leans over Riley's crib and softly brushes her daughters dark curly hair back with her hand.

"Good night, my precious...sweet dreams..."

Cory happily adds.

"...with plum sauce!"

Topanga covers up her baby girl with a soft white blanket that has cute little yellow Duckies all over it. This adorable baby blanket was given to them as a gift from Cory's brother Eric when their daughter Riley was born six months ago. The day after visiting their new baby in the hospital Uncle Eric took off for the summer to sail the world on a boat with his best friend Jack Hunter and Jack's wife Rachel.

Unfortunately, for Cory and his family they haven't heard from them since then. Police reports claim their sailboat got caught up in a terrible storm or perhaps hit an iceberg. But, no human really knows what happened that night for sure. All they know is that none of the passengers have been found alive yet. Cory and his entire family were completely devastated by the news. His parents Alan and Amy Matthews held a private memorial service for Eric and Jack after some of the boat wreckage washed ashore a month after they went missing. The coast guard told them that most likely their bodies will never be recovered because they've probably sunk to the bottom of the ocean or been eaten up by sharks.

Cory's best friend Shawn Hunter however refused to come to the service held in their honor. He insists that his brother Jack and Cory's brother Eric are still out there somewhere and Shawn fears something much worse may have happened to them. He keeps having strange nightmares where he sees Eric being possessed by a big billowy black cloud of smoke then Eric accidently or on purpose sets fire to their boat. Jack then jumps in the dark waters of the ocean to save Rachel whose fallen overboard. The dream always ends before Shawn can figure out if they survived or not, but he wants to believe they did.

Sometimes in his dreams Shawn sees a creepy looking Yellow-eyed man holding the hand of an even creepier little blonde girl with all white eyes. The little girl reminds him of Cory's younger sister Morgan when she was only ten-years old. Currently, Morgan Matthews is in her senior year at Stanford University about to graduate soon and head off to medical school. She soon plans to visit her family for Thanksgiving before heading off to Florida to spend winter break with a couple of her college friends.

Shawn hasn't told Morgan about these weird dreams he's been having because he only feels comfortable confiding in Cory and their favorite old retired teacher Mr. Feeny about his personal problems. But, this time he doesn't even want to tell them either. Shawn doesn't believe any one will believe him and that they will only think he's gone nuts. Maybe he really is losing his mind, even he's not sure.

All he knows is that every Friday night for the last six months these terrible dreams keep reoccurring. Dreams of death, dreams of monsters and weirdest of all the dream of a beautiful blonde woman in white he's never met before burning to death while pinned to a ceiling. His latest dream is the worst one he's ever had. It has cost him so much sleep Shawn has turned to pills and even drinking again. He promised his brother Jack and Cory a few times in the past that he won't drink because alcoholism runs in his family. But, these nightmares haunt him so badly Shawn just wants to drown everything out of his mind and get some relief.

He sits alone at a little roadside bar called Chubby Checkers. The place reminds him of an old hangout where he use to eat, talk and play pool with his closest friends and loved ones. All through high school Chubbies was his and Cory's favorite burger joint, but it closed down the year they graduated. This dusty old bar doesn't have the same charm as their old hangout; it's a little too cold and dark. But, Shawn still likes to come here to drink and pick up chicks. He usually takes them across the street to the motel where he fucks them hoping to forget about his problems. But, every morning when he wakes up his pesky issues are still there festering.

There are just a few other lonely looking people in the bar tonight, most of whom don't look very friendly at all. Shawn sits in a booth by himself nursing a bottle of whiskey. He's not even sure how many bottles he's had tonight, but it's definitely more than the legal limit to drive away from this crap hole. His beautiful red convertible sits parked outside filled with old beer cans, sandwich wrappers and empty pill bottles. The car was given to him by his older brother Jack to take care of while Jack was off sailing the high seas. It's the most beautiful, unique and expensive possession he's ever had in his whole life and is great for attracting sexy ladies. Shawn Hunter grew up in a trailer park so he never had a lot of nice things and his parents were certainly not Ozzie and Harriet.

His father Chet died of a heart attack while he was in college and it turned out his mother Verna who already abandoned him wasn't technically his real mother. The Matthews family treated him more like he was one of their own, especially Cory whose been like a brother to him since they were in the first grade. They grew up so close that he considers their relationship the best and most important one he's ever had. He'd take a bullet for Cory that's how much he loves his best friend and wishes they could still be together. But, ever since Cory married his one true love Topanga Lawrence, he's felt his friendship with Cory slowly drifting away.

Cory is a father now with two adorable little children to take care of. Cory has a new job teaching English and U.S History to new immigrants preparing to take the citizenship test. He has a wife who expects him to help out around the house, mow the lawn, fix any leaks and most recently help her get their eldest child Elliot ready to start kindergarten next year. Shawn knows how busy Cory's life has gotten and even though it makes Shawn feel miserable to be without him he just wants Cory to be happy.

Still Shawn misses spending time together; he misses being able to sneak into Cory's bedroom window to stay up all night talking about everything. They would talk about girls, and school, and how to pull one over on Principal Feeny. But, Shawn doesn't want to intrude on Cory's nice suburban family life. Knowing how happy and in love Cory is with Topanga feels his own heart with great joy. He feels like God created Cory and Topanga to be the perfect couple. He loves them so much it hurts.

This pain follows him around wherever he goes because it helps cover up the deep and darker pains that use up all of what he likes to call his "emotional toothpaste." Shawn takes another sip from his open bottle and then passes out. He dreams of another disturbing tragedy only this time the poor woman burning on the ceiling is not a stranger to him at all. His eyes spring open in shock, he sits back up right and gasps loudly as he yells out her name.

"TOPANGA!"

A manly looking bar waitress with a New Jersey accent overhears his muttering and frowns up her face.

"The name is Cora. What the hell is a Topanga?"

Shawn puts his hand up to his sweaty forehead and tries hard to keep breathing so he doesn't pass out again. He looks over at Cora, the waitress and she stares back at him worried he's going to throw up or something.

"Hey are you alright there, sweetie pie?"

He shakes his head at her doing his best to hold back any tears.

"No…no! I'm uh... I've got to go."

"Well don't forget tipping is not a city in China."

Shawn stands up quickly and throws down a few bucks from his back pocket on the table as a tip. He grabs his leather jacket and heads for the door. After he leaves Cora picks up her tip then tells the bartender she's taking her ten minute break. Cora walks out the back door and pulls out a cigarette from her apron pocket. She can't find her lighter because she left it in the bar inside of her purse, but she notices a handsome guy standing by the dumpsters having a smoke. She walks up and asks him if he has a lighter. The man smiles, politely nods his head and pulls one out for her, but as she leans in closer to light her cigarette she feels a very sharp pain tear through her neck. Cora's eyes roll backward, the cigarette in her mouth falls from her lips and the demon who just slit her throat unapologetically pulls out a old fashioned looking cursed goblet. He holds it under her bleeding neck to collect some of her blood then uses the goblet full of blood to communicate in Latin with his demon master.

Shawn immediately feels a sharp pain rip through his own head when Cora dies. The pain doesn't kill him though a part of him wishes it would because it hurts so bad. He knows this is no ordinary migraine headache, it means something very bad is about to happen or already did so he decides to tell Cory about his premonition. He doesn't want anything bad to happen to Topanga. He knows it's not responsible to drive drunk, but Shawn fears for Cory and his family make him willing to take the risk. He gets inside of the Mustang and does a donut as he swirls out of the gravel covered parking lot. He races down several back roads on his way to Cory and Topanga's home. Normally while driving Shawn loves to listen to lots of Seattle grunge or 90s EMO rock music, but tonight all he wants to do is get a hold of Cory.


While asleep in bed Topanga hears the sad cries of her little baby girl coming from the nursery. She yawns with exhaustion and flips herself over to wake up Cory.

"Cory, Cory…the baby's crying. It's your turn to feed her."

She sighs as she realizes her hubby isn't in bed with her. She knows he has likely gone downstairs either for a glass of warm milk or to try once again to get in touch with his absent buddy Shawn. Topanga has known all her life just how much Cory loves Shawn. Sometimes, she wonders if he loves Shawn a little too much! But, she never doubts Cory's unwavering love for her either. They've been together since they were two-year olds in a sandbox and have always acted like husband and wife. Topanga considers Shawn her friend as well so much so that she offered to let him come live with them right after she married Cory when she got her first real job in New York City. The three of them lived together happily in New York for a year until the day Topanga told Cory and Shawn she was pregnant with their son Elliot. Soon after that Shawn got very distant and cold towards them both.

Then he just decided to move away right before the baby came without really giving them a good explanation. Cory was heartbroken when Shawn left and moped about it for months afterwards. Only being with baby Elliot helped Cory to finally snap out of his growing depression. But, Topanga knows them well and she still believes Shawn left because he was jealous. She never wanted to push Shawn out of their lives, but having children was something that meant the world to her and Cory. Topanga wishes Shawn's relationship with his longtime girlfriend Angela had worked out so that by now Shawn could be married with kids too. But, sadly Angela left Shawn for Europe and he hasn't been able to love another woman like he loved her.

Topanga gets out of bed, she is still naked after making love with Cory earlier. Topanga slips on her long white nightgown and walks into the nursery to breastfeed Riley. Minutes later Cory drops his cell phone on the floor when he hears a bloodcurdling scream coming from upstairs. Just as his phone hits the kitchen floor, Shawn answers it while speeding towards their house.

"CORY? CORY, YOU THERE!? HELLO!? ANSWER ME GOD DAMN IT!"

The dead silence on the other end freaks Shawn out as the call suddenly drops off. He tries to call back, but Cory doesn't answer. He runs upstairs and finds Riley in her crib. Cory picks her up to check to make sure she is okay, but Riley doesn't look at him like she normally does when he holds her. She keeps staring up at the ceiling. Tiny drops of blood fall down onto the white blanket she's still wrapped up in. He frowns at the blood then panic sets in as he looks up at the ceiling.

"WHAT THE…?"

Topanga's eyes are bleeding and she stares down at them pinned to the ceiling. Her arms and legs are stretched out and her sheer white gown is covered in blood. Then from out of nowhere her body bursts into flames. Cory screams out in terror while he bends down to his knees to protect Riley from the fire.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" TOOOOOOPPPPPPPAAAAANGGGAAAA!

Riley starts to cry again very loudly as flames engulf the ceiling and start to spread out towards them. Elliot wakes up from all the noise and walks into the hallway to find out what is going on. Cory runs into the hall and sees tired little Elliot coming towards them. He hands Riley over to her big brother.

"TAKE HER OUTSIDE SON! RUN DON'T LOOK BACK!"

Elliot sees lots of smoke from the flames and immediately knows something is seriously wrong. He holds his baby sister tightly and tries to question his father.

"But….but…Where's momma?"

"Never mind that! JUST GO!"

Elliot nods his head, turns around and runs down the stairs out the front door and into the yard. He assumes his dad is going to get their mom out of the house too very soon. He waits on the lawn holding his baby sister until he sees Uncle Shawn's car pull up in front of the house. Shawn jumps out of the car and races over to Elliot and Riley.

"UNCLE SHAWNIE!"

"ELLIOT!"

Shawn grabs hold of the little boy and kneels down to his level. He hugs him.

"Where's your dad?"

"Inside!"

Shawn stands back up and sees all the fire and smoke coming out of the windows on the second floor. The entire house is shaking already even though this is clearly no earthquake.

"OH GOD NO! PLEASE NO!

He starts running towards the front door to save Cory and Topanga. Shawn yells back towards Elliot to stay put until he gets back. Once he's inside the house he sees a manly figure in all black clothing walking towards him. The thick smoke makes him hard to see, but Shawn recognizes this man right away because of his disturbing all yellow eyes.

"IT'S YOU!?"

The yellow eyed creep smiles cruelly back at Shawn then swiftly disappears from view within all the smoke. Cory finally comes running down the stairs, he trips and falls right into Shawn's arms. He catches his best friend and helps Cory escape before the entire house can collapse on them. They both cough and hack up smoke as they race outside. Several neighbors come out of their houses all watching in horror and they hear the distance wail of a fire truck racing to get to the scene.

Cory collapses on the front lawn so Shawn starts to give him CPR to keep him alive. He begs Cory not to die in between breathing into his mouth and pumping on his chest. Elliot stands on the sidewalk holding baby Riley in his arms next to an older woman who just move in next door. The boy does his best not to cry as he watches his Uncle save his father's life. Cory finally regains consciousness and looks up at his burning home. The first word out of his mouth is his wife's name.

"Topanga?"

"She's gone Cory."

"NO! NO! NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! IT CAN'T! TOPANGA!?"

Cory tries to get up willing to die just to run in and save her even though it's already way too late. Shawn forcibly holds Cory down on the lawn with both hands so his best friend can't go get himself killed in the fire too.

"CORY! CORY! STOP! SHE'S GONE!"

Cory fearfully stares up at Shawn and sees his big watery puppy dog eyes. His eyes beg Cory not to do something stupid.

"I'm so sorry, but she's gone."

A single tear slowly falls down Cory's cheek as he replays the last image he has of Topanga burning to death in his mind. It just doesn't make any sense at all to him. How on earth could this happen!? He buries his head into Shawn's shoulder and weeps. Shawn cradles his dear friend with both arms and cries along with him. Neither of them can stand to speak, but they both know that from this moment on their lives will never ever be the same again.