Disclaimer: Poor, broke, college student, do you think I could really afford the upkeep on both WWE wrestlers and the Winchester brothers? Uh… that would be an absolute no. Read on…

Summary: The WWE is the best in the world for a reason, but when wrestlers start being killed in an unnatural way, it's up to Sam and Dean Winchester to get things back to normal before it's too late and the WWE goes under forever.

Black Magic- A WWE and Supernatural Crossover

Chapter 2

Renee Young was never the "it" girl. She wasn't anything special especially when it came to where she worked. The WWE was a harsh place for girls who didn't have the boobs, the look, or just plain didn't have what it took in the talent department. But the blonde did have something that made her different from the majority of the women in the locker room, a brain.

And goodness, did she use that brain of hers often. It was what had gotten her the position of head interviewer now on all four brands of WWE television shows. While most of that was because as soon as CM Punk's murder had happened Josh Matthews had run out of the building screaming for his mother, but Renee now had the job and she planned to do wonders with it.

As Renee walked through the back of the arena she heard hushed whispers between her co-workers standing in the hallway. A lot of them had been spooked by what had happened with Punk and were worried about their safety. For some reason, the blonde interviewer wasn't that worried about the situation. It was odd to say the least.

Sure, she felt sorry for Punk. The two had started to become somewhat good friends since he cut that wicked promotional video on stage about a year ago ripping WWE a new one about everything that was wrong with the company. It was brilliant to say the least and Renee suspected that was probably what had gotten Punk killed. She had a hankering suspicion, it was all a plot concocted by Vince McMahon, the owner and creator of the World Wrestling Entertainment.

"Renee!" screeched April Mendez as she came bounding over to the interviewer while Renee set her stuff on the vanity mirror in the Divas locker room, "Have you heard the latest news about what's been happening around here?"

"No," muttered Renee with a roll of her eyes at her friend, "And if it's about John Cena getting caught in the broom closet again with Brie or Nikki Bella, I really don't care."

April shook her head rapidly back and forth as concern soon spread across her face.

"Randy's missing," April stated with worry, "No one has seen or heard from him since last night after that emergency meeting we had. Stephen said he walked with him out to the cars, but Randy said he would walk back to the hotel because his knees were cramping and he wanted to stretch them."

Renee nodded listening to April relay the information to her. The young brunette seemed very worried about what was happening in the WWE. She's probably been reading too many comic books causing her to forget the lines between reality and fiction again, Renee thought to herself.

"What if whatever is happening picks us off all one by one?" April asked frantically as she began to rant and rave about their current situation.

"April," cried Renee as she grabbed the other woman by the shoulders and shook her, "April, will you listen to how ridiculous you sound? Nothing is going to happen to anyone else. The worst that is going to happen is somebody gets taken in for interrogation of Punk's murder and I doubt it will be any of the divas, they didn't have a beef with him."

AJ took a deep breath and looked at Renee, who was now applying make-up to her face as she looked directly into the mirror making sure she didn't smear any of it across her face. Renee certainly didn't want to look like a fool on national television.

"I'm going to head to catering; Nick wants to meet to discuss some things before the show tonight. I'll see you later!" AJ called as Renee nodded and shouted back a good bye at her friend. The silence that then fell into the locker room was quite peaceful and it made Renee feel comfortable with her surroundings. No women chattering and being high maintenance was always nice. The quiet was something that Renee didn't get to experience often in her life with WWE.

"Renee," a voice called out, yep, there went the silence.

At first, she thought she was hearing things, but then the voice spoke again.

"Renee, help us," called out the voice. Renee looked around and saw that no one was in the locker room as she got up from her seat and headed to the changing area to peak under the stalls to see if she saw feet, but all the doors were open revealing no one other than her in the locker room.

"Guys, this isn't funny," Renee called out expecting one of the divas to come jumping out from somewhere in the locker room, but no one came, "This really isn't funny, anymore."

"Renee," the voice continued to call out, "Help us."

Before Renee could even think to question the voice was there a jostling and thudding at the door. She quickly walked to it, but before she could open it did the door come flying off its hinges.

"Nice going, Dean," muttered a voice as Renee peaked around the corner to find two handsome, young men standing in front of the busted door. As she walked into the fray, did both the men's eyes widen in alarm at the sight of seeing someone inside the locker room.

The blonde who the brunette had recognized as Dean was holding a device that was going wild with buzzing and clicking noises. Renee tried to examine it closely, but Dean caught her looking at it and quickly shoved it into his leather coat pockets.

"I'm so sorry ma'am, we didn't think anyone was in here," declared the shaggy haired brunette as he learned forward, "We were just looking for… uh…"

"Adam Copeland," Dean interjected as Sam looked at him bewildered. Renee scrunched her face in confusion as well. Adam or more commonly known as The Rated R Superstar, Edge, hadn't worked here in over two years since his neck injury. If he wrestled again, his body was doomed to be parlayed for the rest of his life. After much consultation, Adam had decided to retire, but that didn't mean he still wasn't around every now and again. He especially liked helping mentor new talent, hell that was why Renee was here. Copeland had mentored her and by using his connections allowed Renee to become one of the best interviewers in the business.

"I'm sorry gentleman, but Adam hasn't worked here in little over two years and if he did I highly doubt he would be in the divas locker room," Renee said placing her hands on her hip and cocking her head a bit the side in a diva sort of fashion which she was not used to.

Sam sheepishly looked at the blonde while Dean played one of the best card's fate had dealt him, the heart melting lady killer smile. Renee instantly felt herself cool down from being the ice queen. The blonde man seemed to have a smirk that could rival that of CM Punk's or used to anyway.

"Are you sure Adam doesn't work here anymore?" questioned the blonde with a perplexed look, "I could have sworn Dad said that Adam Copeland worked for World Wrestling Entertainment."

"Trust me, bub, I'm positive. Adam's up in the Great White North doing his thing, but I'm one of his mentees, I'm sure whatever you need I can help you with." Renee explained trying to help and accommodate the duo the best she could.

Dean rolled his eyes and snorted as he examined the girl, "I highly doubt so, snowflake."

If there was one thing Renee detested it was men with a 'Holier than Thou Attitude,' there was already plenty of them in the WWE and she didn't need nor want another. Renee let out an audible growl as she shoved herself up into Dean's face.

"I can either help you blonde or I can call security and have you escorted off the premise," Renee threatened as the brunette quickly scrambled between the two warring parties before either could toss a shot or even a table, ladder, or chair at each other.

"Hey, hey, hey!" called out the brunette holding each fighter apart from the other, Renee decided it was a good thing that this guy was almost as big as the Big Show, but was a lover and not a fighter, "I think if we just all take a deep breath and relax we can get this sorted out."

Renee inhaled as did the blonde as she turned back and looked at the shaggy brunette man.

"Feel better?" he questioned as Renee slowly nodded her head, "Now why don't we try this again? Hi, I'm Sam and this arrogant moron is my brother, Dean."

Renee extended her hand as Sam took it to shake in his enormous giant hands, "I'm Renee Young, WWE's head interviewer now that everyone is scared out their wits about this whole ordeal."

"That's a great way to introduce yourself," muttered Dean with his arms crossed over his chest still annoyed of having been shown up by a girl.

"Dean," Sam warned as Renee rolled her eyes at the blonde.

"It's okay," Renee shrugged, "But if you guys are looking for Adam, he honestly doesn't work here anymore. A lot of people don't work here anymore."

Sam looked at her a bit concerned as Dean turned to her a bit worried by what the interviewer had just said.

"Renee, have more people been killed?" Dean asked in a very tense and dead serious tone.

"Yes and no," explained Renee, "A lot of the wrestlers and divas have taken for the hills since Punk's death. You should of seen Big E Langston run out of here last night after they found Punk's body. It's been a study stream of people leaving ever since pretty soon they're not going to have enough left to fill up the rooster to fill the matches for the card. But April just told me before you two came barging in that Randy Orton went missing last night and no one has seen him since."

Sam and Dean exchanged a look as they turned back to Renee.

"Who's the most senior person here, now?" questioned Dean turning to look at Renee. Renee put her finger to her chin and thought for a moment before snapping her fingers.

"Mark, Mark Calaway," Renee said to the brothers.

"The Undertaker?" Sam asked as if he had just turned into a little kid who had opened a present on Christmas Day, "No way, Dean, we're going to meet The Dead Man!"

Dean rolled his eyes and shook his head telling Renee to lead the way to where Mark was while he and his idiot of fan boy brother would follow close behind her. Renee nodded as she and the brothers left the locker room in search of Mark Calaway. Dean reasoning that since Mark was the eldest and most well established wrestler, if this had happened before he would know exactly what they were dealing with allowing the Winchesters to be one step ahead of their prey for once.

But what Renee and the Winchesters didn't know was they were being watched and very closely at that too. The fellow wrestler hid in the shadows just as his mentor had taught him. The WWE after all did attract all sorts of weird people and after Copeland's retirement, he had been appointed the hunter of the WWE. He was in charge of protecting both his friends, family, co-workers, and fans from anything supernatural that might try to harm them.

Maybe this Sam and Dean were the ones that Copeland had talked so highly about, the Winchesters was their last name, he tried to recall, wasn't it? Copeland had been friends with a John Winchester after all, so maybe they were one in the same? Whoever these people were they had gone storming into the divas locker room with an EMF reader screeching to high heaven, any hunter would recognize the homemade model and the horrid sound coming from the little box in a heartbeat. It wasn't the most inconspicuous approach, but it still did work.

Other hunters would either help him with his cause or hinder it, he had a duty to protect all those in the WWE and so far he had done a lousy job with one co-worker dead and another missing. Maybe after Sam and Dean's talk with Mark, these Sam and Dean characters could have a talk of their own with him, hunter to hunter.

After all, he was going to need all the help he could get especially if he accurately predicted what this monster was planning on doing to the WWE. It was definitely going to be a long night for everyone, especially the hunters.

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It didn't take a year, see I told you! Anyways, a lot of beginning of the plot for this story in this chapter, don't worry we'll come back to it like those voices Renee heard before Dean busted in along with who the mystery hunter is. Who do you guys think it is?

Shout outs go to: Tears of Eternal Darkness (thank you for understanding) and castiellawinchester(you are very welcome and trust me I'm really looking forward to writing this story since there will be a few comedic antics in the story)

So until next time, get a bunch of work done for your internship, do the dishes in your apartment, and learn how to use your smart phone…

~always with much love ~L.

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