Morning? …Was it that time already?

For Dean Winchester, mornings tended to be awfully redundant. He'd often find himself waking in the early hours of dawn; usually in a motel room. In some cases, he would wake up groggily sitting next to his brother in the good old '67 Chevy Impala as they drove towards another case. It was a repetitive cycle of strenuous daybreaks, day after day.

This time, however, well… This was completely different.

Dean was welcomed to his new surroundings by a chill Autumn breeze and the lingering scent of smoke. With the fumes brought a smell that was altogether quite vulgar; burnt flesh immediately coming to mind, among other scorched debris. It almost bore a resemblance to the scent of salting and burning the corpses of pissed off ghosts. The man felt a throbbing headache; something perhaps relatable to getting a swift blow to the head by any unspecified heavy object. In short, his head hurt like hell.

Still in a dazed feeling as he tried to cope with the slight migraine he had somehow acquired, the man found himself barely sitting up as he witnessed the world around him.

Nope, this definitely wasn't the cheap motel he'd checked into the previous night.

What a sight to see. Burning buildings, broken glass, a thick layer of ash coating practically everything… The whole damn place was covered in ashes! Almost as if the town had battled against the Apocalypse and had hopelessly failed.

As a matter of fact, it appeared as if the Apocalypse had already happened; and only for Dean to miss out on everything entirely!

Was this some kind of sick joke? Some blatant warning from one of the dickish angels? Did they really need to go so far as to continue convincing him to be Michael's vessel?

In some fit of rage, Dean called out. For Sam, Castiel, Bobby, anyone! Where the hell was everyone? They couldn't be dead. He wouldn't let himself believe it for a second.

Minutes passed with abrupt silence. No response.

The only answer the man received was the fierce howling of wind, followed by more ashes raining from above, which fell like snowflakes onto his chilled jacket. Just face it, Dean. You're alone. There's no Sam. There's no Castiel, no Bobby, nobody. Just Dean.

Not even any remnants of life in this wasteland of a city. Out of what looked like miles and miles of ash and decay, still no one.

What happened next was something Dean couldn't have possibly prepared himself for. Booming footsteps could be heard in the distance, gradually drawing closer to him. These weren't the footsteps of a human, either. Without a moment's hesitation, Dean swiftly checked his pockets. All of them, too. Again, to no real surprise, nothing. Not a single gun, dagger, or even a switchblade. He couldn't defend himself by sitting there without a single weapon.

Keep it together, Dean. Would Dad have wanted you to be a coward like this? No way, he wouldn't have. You've got this, Dean. You've got…

Thoughts were interrupted by a massive contraption approaching the man. Standing nearly eight or nine feet tall, the complex collection of gears and wires approached him, its single red eye glowing fiercely. Its head arched towards Dean, gazing into him for a long few seconds before unexpectedly lifting the man from the ground.

"Woah, woah!" Dean exclaimed as he watched the ground blur under him.

The hefty robotic creature began to dash away from the scene, tightly grasping the man's body in the same manner one would carry a sack of potatoes.

"Oh, you have got to be goddamn kidding me!"

Yet, struggle(and complain) as he might, there was no humanly way of escaping the bot's clutches.

Well, Dean, you really screwed up this time.

[Author's note;

A short first chapter indeed! Bear in mind this is the first fanfiction I've written. Future chapters will be lengthier! This fanfiction will rotate from different characters'(Third person limited) point of view.

Furthermore, this fanfiction takes place during Season 5 of Supernatural, as I am still currently watching it for the first time. The setting of this story being after the events of Half-Life 2: Episode Two.]