Title: Lie to Me
Characters: Dean, Sam/Lucifer, Castiel, Camille(OC), Zachary(OC)
Pairings: Dean/OC
Rating: M for alcohol, drugs, sex, violence and apocalyptic setting.
Full Summary: Once upon a time, the world was peaceful. Then everything was stripped of it's beauty and tranquility. Evil had spread unnaturally over the whole globe. The apocalypse was indeed upon the world. It had turned into survival of the smarter and stronger. People were betrayed, families were slaughtered, viruses were spread and loved ones were taken all because of one living being - Lucifer. He's turned the world into his own sandbox, where he could play whichever game he desired. A certain soilder comes along and tries to give Dean the strength to save everyone.
Author's Note: I don't own Supernatural. Those rights belong to Eric Kripke and the CW network. Credit for the song goes to '12 Stones - Lie to Me'.

Chapter One: All Fear Has Been Aborted

I awoke in the middle of the night to hear someone pounding on my bedroom door. I grabbed the shotgun that was just beside my bed and entended it infront of me. In the past years, I had become so acoustomed to using a gun and it actually began to feel like an extension of my arm. Carefully, I unlocked the bolts and opened the door. I was ready to shoot but I dropped the gun whenever I noticed that it was Zachary. He appeared tired and hurt. From what I could see, he was covered in blood. He had a blanket wrapped around his waist and he was breathing heavily, suggesting that he had ran back from the expedition. The expression on his face was grim and I knew what he was trying to say. My eyes began to fill with clear salty tears. Zachary stepped forward and put an arm around me.

"No one?" I asked, my voice was hopeful. I silently wished with every bone in my body he would say that one person survived. Grimly, his head shook back and forth. My brown eyes looked around the dark room. There was little light, but I could see the picture that sat on my bedside table. In the picture were a man and a woman - my cousin and myself. It was before the outbreaks, before the killings began, before the end of the world. Somehow we had managed to stay together and stay alive. By some miracle, neither of us had been infected with the croatoan virus and neither of us had been killed in the crossfire of this war. Until tonight of course..

"Camille I'm so sorry.." Zack said, his voice filled with sorrow and pain. "I only survived because I could outrun the infected.." I weakly smiled at him, knowing that he had the advantage now. Zack is a skinwalker, with the advantage of transforming into a wolf. Of course he ran faster than the zombie-like creatures infected with the croatoan virus. He ran on all fours, while they did not. Now of course, Years ago I would have hunted him but now we were allies. Since our small group had come together, we became close friends and I looked at him as an older brother.

"Go wash away the blood.. I'll clean you up and dig out the bullets." I hung my head low and pushed him away. He took the silence as a hint and walked out of my room and towards the bathroom. I wiped away a few stray tears and set away my gun. I looked out the window, taking in the surroundings. Everything was dull and desolate.

I remembered a time when the world was so full of color and life. Now what had we become? Nothing but black and white. The gray areas were gone as well.. The croatoan virus had wiped out just about everyone. The only people who remained were hunters and their families. People who knew how to kill were the only ones who were able to survive. By some miracle I was still alive. I made a decent hunter but I made a better medic. So I stayed at our base and took care of the wounded. Back when everything was alright, I attended nursing school so that made things a lot easier nowadays.

Just a short introduction. I hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for a chapter 2 soon.