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A/N: English is my third language so sorry in advance for butchering it with my grammar and vocabulary. This is my first story and i'm not certain if this is going to be a one-shot or not, so don't keep your hopes up. If you have never seen the stargate series then you can skip the first part. PS for the sake of your stomach, never research the Crocodile drug. More addictive, toxic and destructive than heroin (what you can learn in chemistry).
Summary: After the Disasteroid incident their wasn't any need for more prove that legends are possible, everything dangerous was hunted down or chased away. As Danny and all the other ghost willingly banished themselves to the Ghost Zone, the humans evolved for beter or worse. Centuries after the Great Banishment, presents Clockwork him an option that he impulsively decided to get along with. Watch out demons and angels, Dean Winchester is ready for you!
Word count: 2450 Words (3,5 pages in Times New Roman 12p)
Civilization Epic Rap ~ Dan Bull
We learned to band together and endeavor
Clasp our hands together
Man developed language, letters
An incredible advantage, getting plans together
But would we stand the test of time
Against the planet's reckless climate
And its angry weather?
...
The sun's coming and we're watching it rise
As a new era's here, it's as solid as iron
Pull the tongs from the fire
Strike the hammer to the anvil
Craft a weapon to bring an enemy to a standstill
The blacksmith is the wizard that gives us
These powers - devour enemies
Leaping down from the siege towers
The better the tech is
The lesser the effort to wreck it
The less time to see their eyes
And feel sympathetic
...
The faces are the same as when in days gone
But brains are cultivated thus creating
The Renaissance
We're still using steel tools to stay strong
Replacing blades with greater trades
Pen and paper, song
Faith in God is tested, hiding in the desert
Men excited, then enlightened by the scientific method
Tried describing its expression
By inscribing his impression
When applying it to heavenly bodies
That everybody reckoned
Must have been made by a creator or a greater force
Nature's author faced examination never faced before
...
Why is it progress always leads to loads of mess
The western region spread across the globe and coalesced
Settlers spread disease with effortless ease
Was it reckless or did it just happen inevitably?
While evidently we never can see
Through the lens of this century
But there's no retreating now
Whether or not it was meant to be
...
The seven seas were sailed
Navies prevailed
Leaving trails of devastation in their wake
As people wailed
A world of wonder plundered traded in the name of progress
But human nature's way shows we should expect no less
Oh yes, struck by the realisation this is just civilisation
In the natal stages of industrialisation, trust me when I say
That previous achievements are just child's play
Compared to this colossal school of thought
We set the world ablaze with fossil fuel we bought
It's an epiphany
Giving us pretty much infinite energy
It's electricity
Edison, Nikola Tesla - different inventors
Giving us everything we depend on
Whether it's engines, cinema, television or telecoms
Sending a message and spreading it on
These unreal frontier channels
We develop the tech and then sell it on
The reel travels round
With the speed of a machine gun's barrels
Machinery's a meaner beast and we're still in the saddle
No need for cavalry - battle superseded that with ease
Allies and Axis
Charging each other like batteries
A power vacuum allowing the superstates to flourish
Redistribute the food even if it means people are malnourished
Propaganda is the only view that you're allowed to publish
Cause totalitarians are well aware of how to punish
Gunning down numbers countless
For doubtless nothings that they've done
But that won't stop subversive insurgents
From coming out with courage
Using their power to the fullest
Whether creativity or demonstrating general relativity
Evidently when we find time to be efficient
Einsteinian clear vision can reveal the precision behind the blinds
Nuclear fission
Despite derision
Physicists decide the mission is dividing, splitting atoms
'Till a blinding light is given, quite efficient
The divine right to mankind's plight is christened
A minor decision hijacked by politicians
But as long as they listen to the will of the people
Treat all as brilliant equals, we can achieve more
Than we've ever conceived before
...
Leave this poor place
Please explore space
Earth, she's a small base
Even more awaits
I implore great leaders
To lead with all the grace
Of which we're capable
And be the author of your fate
Band together and endeavour
Clasp our hands together
As our ancestors have
And stand the test of time forever
Prologue: Second Chances
After the humans were saved from the same fate as the dinosaurs and the supernatural was prove to be more than a fantasy story for wacko's and the superstitious, the human population have given thought to the existents of other supernatural beings beside ghosts.
Begin 21nd century - Human/mortal Zone – Earth – Home Reality
A month after Disasteroid, the first werewolf was shown to the world at large. People searched in their own religion or science for answer, ghost were easy to explain through religion, souls who died in a traumatic way and haven't accepted their death yet, or 'science', extra-dimensinal beings made out of energy. The werewolves are humans that have been infected with a virus that replaces parts of the original human DNA with that of a wolf and are affected by the lunar cycle (still no reasonable explanation).
Two months after Disasteroid, the first vampire was found. The scientific community couldn't find an explanation how a dead body could still move. They were forced to accept that magic may be a possibility.
By this time governments all over the world were suddenly confronted with the existence of the supernatural and decided, through the UN, to fund a global organization with the sole purpose to defend all humans from supernatural threats, Cerberus. Cerberus has its own R&D, manufacturing and military and is completely oversighted by the UN. They employed hunters who still had a reasonable mental and psychological status, surprisingly Maddie and Jack Fenton were accepted. On another note, the Vatican has donated Cerberus copies of 'banned' and 'forgotten' books with topics that went from demon to unicorn.
Cerberus started to systematically search every square meter of land and exterminated every dangerous supernatural being. Estimated time till completion: 74 years. Their system was brutal but very effective, however a couple of species were proven harder to catch, mainly the demons, pagan Gods and the angels. The demons were proven to be far more cunning than expected, only an estimated 6% of all demons were caught. The caught demons were mainly the weak or mentally challenged (hell has a reputation to uphold after all). Pagans, Trickster and the like have fled to mount Olympus and haven't been seen since. The angels had abandoned Earth long before human memory and there was no way to heaven except dying so it was deemed a lost cause. The ghost were left alone on condition that ALL ghost evacuated to the Ghost Zone and close all the portal to the mortal zone, those who didn't, were free game. Daniel Fenton was the last to be evacuated. He closed the last gate behind him.
During this time, a scientist, Rodney McKay, discovered a new type of energy, Zero Point Energy. ZPE or 'magic' (although the scientist loathed the nickname used by the common public) was the source of all the creatures that months ago were just pure fantasy. When McKay's ZPE was compared with the Fentons work on ectoplasm, it appeared that ectoplasm and ectoranium are just exotic forms of ZPE. With the discovery of ZPE combined with ecto-technology, a whole new array of possibilities has become possible for current technology. Effectively creating a golden age for humanity.
Later studies found that every 'normal' human has a very small concentration of ZPE inside of them. The more 'connected' the person is to the universe, the larger the concentration. Older Tibetan monks score among the highest. Ghost are beings completely made out of solid ZPE. The more reasonable (not connected to power levels) the ghost, the higher the density of the ZPE within the ghost. Subject Phantom is the highest ever recorded.
Four year later, two papers of the astrophysics doctors, Samantha Carter and Bill Lee, were published. One explained the theoretical possibility of synthetically generating wormholes through a portal made of synthetic form of ectoplasm named, Naquadah. The Naquadah was necessary to bend the locale space-time. However, there are two mayor problems. One was that there has to be an other portal on the other side to guaranty save transit. The other was the energy necessary to create the wormhole and maintain it, the most energy-efficient duration is 38 minutes and 20 seconds (energy need increases exponential after this period) when the portal has a diameter of 6,7 m with a mass of more than 29 tons. The other paper, is the design of FTL, a hyperdrive, that if constructed correctly, should have a speed of 1 light-year an day by traveling through Hyperspace. Both papers are seen as a scientific triumph.
During this time, technology took mayor steps forward. Subspace-communication and beacons, energy weapons, ion canons, energy-shields, nanotech, nuclear fusion, AI, Superconductor at high temperature... Technologies that previous were considerer impossible, unpractical or very expensive, are now, thanks to the discovery of ZPE, a reality.
Changes were not bound to technology alone, as time floated by and humanitarian problems were solved, the human population began to look up once again and in turn more power was given to the UN. However not all was well, due to the increase in robotic labourforces, many jobs, mainly factory workers, became obsolete so the UN was forced to started a gigantic reeducation campaign to give the people a chance of a future.
Begin 23nd century - Human/mortal Zone – Earth/Terra – Home Reality
One of the many known fact is that the Earth is too small for the current human population that is now nearing 20 Billion. 20 Billion is far over the limit that a planet can hold, even with a personal average carbon footprint not seen since the Dark Ages. Space stations and floating cities are just temporary solutions.
The miracle cures that the pharmaceutic industries have to offer for a basic infection to cancer, plus the rise of the human lifespan to 200 years are the main cause, even as the global average of birthrates are dropping to 3,1 kids (artificial made children out of donated DNA for the less fortunate) a family. This is the reason why the Terran Republic has decided to start the colonization of previously scanned habitable world which were deemed fit permanent human life. Rumors are going around about interstellar vessels which should be capable to hold up to one and a half million citizens comfortably with labs, production plants.
In the year 2274, the Terran Republic revealed 5 interstellar cities, the city-ships. Alexandria, Camelot, New Moscow, New Tokyo with as crown jewel Atlantis. Atlantis is twice the size of Camelot, a megacity-ship. Atlantis will be the new capitol of the TR and would stay on Earth in the Atlantic ocean. The city-ships and their convoy are vanguard to start the colonization of the till now virgin planets. Estimated time before mass migration: 7 years and 4 months.
End of the 508nd century - Human/mortal Zone – Earth/Terra (City-ship Atlantis)– Home Reality
We were taken by surprise. Billions died in a matter of months. Our advanced immune system had hidden the severity of the spreading of the virus. It takes a year to show the first symptoms and by then its to late. Vis Uban was suppose to be the start of a new age. Instead it became our downfall.
Terra is the only planet that remains untouched. Mainly because the scars we made on our planet of birth due to excavations, wars and overpopulation, and the high possibility of the Yellowstone eruption, it was decided to completely evacuate the planet but 3 megacity-ships (Atlantis, New Rome and Machu Pichu) and three dozens of orbital space stations. It was a controversial and much heated debate and the original plan was to leave Terra completely. Now Terra, good old Terra, is our only safe heaven.
A month ago, the high Council decided, in desperation, to temperately ban gate and hyperspace travel for all citizens in the hope that a cure could be found. The cure would found a seven years later by a Terran scientist. All humans not in the Sol system died out. And those that didn't die, have fled through ascension.
Ascension is the transition where you exchange your mortal shell to become a being made out of energy. An Ascendant is almost all-knowing and all-powerful so long as it stays in the collective. The Ascendants have no-tolerance non-interference policy. With other words, no Ascendant is allowed to help any mortal being except Ascension itself (the Ascendant is responsible for the mortals he or she ascends and both will be punished when the rule are broken). Ascension can happen biologically, spiritually or scientifically (forced Ascension). Ascension is main goal for many of the older humans (when reaching 2000 year).
The city-councilors have decided that if we don't receive a message from the survivors in the next ten years, we send vessels to sterilize our old colonies and destroy any possible piece of technology still left to ensure no one missuses it for their own personal gain and then leave to another galaxy. Probes have already been send to map the closest galaxy to the Milky Way, the Pegasus Galaxy. My only hope is that we don't encounter another threat.
2884 – Ghost Zone – Clockworks Tower – (Home Reality)
It has been centuries since the Disasteroid and Vlad's fall from grace. My secret identity has at the time luckily never been revealed to the world, except to my parents. My parents were distant in the beginning, realizing that the 'thing' they hated the most, was also their beloved son. In the end, they accepted me but our relationship was strained and would need tender caring to grow again.
A couple of days after Disasteroid, Clockwork has brought me dreadful news. Apparently because my body has died followed by extreme ectoplasm exposure two times, my mortal human body has become as immortal as my ghost part. I can't die! Clockwork has advised me to be cautious with who I start a relationship with because while they aged, I would stay 23 forever.
Slowly, over the decades I began to cut my ties with the mortal world to spare me the hardship of seeing my loved ones die while I keep on 'living'. It was disappointingly easy to cut ties with my old friends. Tucker was always too busy with being mayor, starting/leading a tech company or his new partner, Valerie. He died from a heart attack in 2084, he couldn't stop eating meat, even when his doctors forbade him. Sam, on the other hand, has disregarded our mutual feelings and found her Gothic loverboy. Both died from an overdose of Crocodile drug in 2029. My only anchor to the mortal world was Jazz. She died in 2216 from old age in her sleep. At least according to Clockwork and the weird (powerful?) old man that sometimes visits. Really weird to see Clockwork laugh. He said his name is Mort.
I was the last ghost to leave Earth willingly in 2034. I closed the last portal to the Ghost Zone personally. From then on I wandered around in the Ghost Zone. Making friends and enemies, learning new tricks, fighting battles, reading, learning,... One of the most interesting tricks I have learned is, beside finally being able to see reapers (normal for ghosts), seeing the age and expire date of human souls if they die a natural death. But most of the time I'm helping Clockwork out or just lazying around in his Tower.
To kill time, I began to read in Clockworks library which, so far I know, is endless. From an apple pie recipe to advanced theories of hyperspace, every book that has been, is being or will be written on Earth was here. There are also libraries of other races but are of limit to me. I'm now somewhere in the 59nd century, I think. Time is really strange in the Ghost Zone. One of the strange things I've noticed is that the amount fiction books rapidly declined at the mid 21nd century. One of the most interesting was the Supernatural series. A book series that follows the lives of two hunters, Simon and Derick Wesson.
Recently, Clockwork has given me the option to be reborn as a human in another reality that has need for a hero. I think the main reason he suggested it is because I've become more restless in the last century. I asked Frostbite and he said that as a human of the 21st century my mind hasn't completely adapted to my physical immortality. I asked Clockwork if and when the humans would need him again. "Not within the next 40 thousand years". His answer was simple but gave more questions than it solved so I decided to do the impulsive thing and said "yes".
Clockwork warned me: "The reality I'm going to send you to is further removed from the Ghost Zone than your birth reality. So this is going to be a one-way trip. Further shall, for the mental wellbeing of your younger alternate self, your current memories will be dormant but active until the day of your 23th birthday. Due to the distance will your ghost form become unstable but you will have limited access to your powers in human form over time but you will have to be patient. Are you sure you want to proceed Daniel?"
"I am." I affirmed, all my doubt left.
"Watch out for the supernatural Daniel, that reality plays by another set of rules. Good luck, Daniel James Fenton.".
Clockwork poked me with his scepter. It suddenly became black for my eyes and the last thing I heard was Clockwork saying with a smile hidden under the monotonous: "All is as it should be". But in the far distance I could hear the old man say "Good luck, my son"
November 1, 1979 - Human/mortal Zone – Earth – USA – Lawrence, Kansas– SPN Reality
In the maternity ward on the 4th floor, in the arms of one sleeping Mary Winchester née Campbell, lays the newly born Dean Daniel Winchester. Dean Winchester was born at the last stroke of midnight on Halloween. The moment where, according to legends, the spirit world and the mortal world touch. The attending midwife thought that the boy was stillborn until the clock struck twelve, a green flash of light and little Dean began to cry. The overworked and tired nurse decide to blame it on sleep deprivation. Nobody knew just how deciding Dean's birth would be for the future of humanity as a whole. Nobody beside the old man that whistling left the hospital unnoticed. With a knowing smile on his face he said "Show those bratty feather dusters how its done, my boy".
A/N: I have only recently watched season 1 of the Supernatural Series but i have spoiled myself with crossovers. I won't be coming back on the faith of the human population of the home reality (Alterrans). A story that started way to optimistic, simple and exaggerated, I almost completely ended with a deus ex machina. The switch between realities isn't originally mine but from a hp/dp crossover. I don't claim any ownership for it and will delete this story if the original intellectual owner of that specific story wishes so.
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