You're A Superhero Now Gabriel

I own nothing. If I owned Young Justice, I would go to SDCC every year dressed like Batman. If I owned Supernatural, Crowley would dance the Macarena at some point. Just imagine him dancing and try not to laugh/smile.

Supernatural/Young Justice

SUMMERY: Gabriel didn't die. He got sent to another dimension by his father. …Who thinks that he should be a superhero. Did I mention he also has the body of a teenager?

NOTES: Part 3 of the prologue. Episode 1 of Young Justice coming right after this.

WARNINGS: Language and kidnapping. Sorry Gabe. At least you get ice cream. Also, I really wouldn't say that this is my best chapter, so I'm sorry if it's not that good. At least you'll get the first episode of Young Justice after this.

Dairy Queen and Justice

I want jelly beans. Gabriel sat in a Dairy Queen eating ice cream with French fries. He snapped his fingers and jelly beans appeared. The 12-year-old smiled and ate his candy-dairy-potato combination. To the angel it tasted good, to the other customers it looked gross. They stared in disgust whenever he took a bite. I know what you're thinking and I don't care. I think it taste good.

Gabriel's been eating at Dairy Queen for nearly an hour. His wings were invisible now, so nobody payed much attention when he walked in. The multi-dimensional wavelength of celestial intent gazed at his creation very deeply in thought. Despite what some may think, the youngest archangel could be serious at times. You try experiencing the situation he was in. Waking up in an alternate universe, your vessel being the same, but decades younger that you almost don't recognize yourself, and having to eat ice cream because it's the best self-pity food. Dad, why did you do this to me?

He put his hands in his pockets and felt something. Paper. Pulling it out of his pocket, he recognized the Enochian writing. Dad? Gabriel read the letter.

Dear Gabriel,

Yes, this is your father. I know you're mad at Me for leaving, and I'm sorry. I know you have questions, so I'll answer them. I left because I wanted to let everything run on its own. Imagine my disappointment when humans decide to cut down trees and your brothers wanting to start the apocalypse.

As for the body and why you're in an alternate universe, I wanted to give you a second chance. Out of you and your older siblings, I'm the least upset with you. You care about humanity, which is what I've wanted from all angels. This Earth has superheroes who go to great lengths to protect it. I want you to be one of them. You sacrificed yourself to prevent the apocalypse. I also know about your comic book collection. Don't tell me that you didn't want to wear a cape when the first comics came out.

I think that you could make a great hero in this universe. Even if you served justice in a controversial way. I just want to give you a second chance at life and to do some good in the world. I'm sorry for abandoning Heaven and Earth. Hopefully you can forgive Me in the future. Until then, enjoy your new life in this universe. It's not too different from the one you grew up in, but if you run in to somebody you recognize, don't freak out. Everybody has a doppelganger. It's the rule of the multiverse.

Sincerely,

Dad (I actually prefer the name Chuck now by the way)

P.S. I almost forgot: Consider the small body punishment. I am not going to get over you leaving and changing your name to Loki. I'm also pretty pissed about you killing Dean Winchester over a hundred times. I don't care how funny it was, did you have to torture Sam like that? I like those two. You'll stop aging in 15 years. You're powers will also be limited. You are NOT immortal! You can't be injured as easily as a human, but don't go around jumping off cliffs. All of your powers will return in 15 years. By the time you're physically 27 you'll be back at full strength. Or when you have an adrenaline rush.

P.P.S. The reason your wings can be seen is because alternate universes vibrate at different frequencies and because magic and physics work differently here. I'd go into more detail, but I'm running out of paper.

He reread the letter over and over again. "Seriously," Gabriel thought, "this is what Dad wants me to do? Why the name Chuck anyway?" He continued rereading the letter until one of the Dairy Queen workers told him to leave. The sky was still dark, but he could see a bit of sunshine in the distance. A new day was about to begin in a few hours. Time to give this universe its very own Trickster.

Batman's been attempting to track the winged boy ever since he and Robin arrived back at the Batcave three weeks ago. All he got so far was security footage from multiple Dairy Queens. The thing must really love ice cream… With fries and jelly beans. Gross. He alerted the rest of the Justice League about the boy in hopes of at least one of them catching up to him. Batman tried to look into the boys past, but it was like he didn't exist. Shayera didn't recognize him as somebody from Thanagar and he didn't have a birth certificate on Earth. He could be a different species of alien, but the ones from Thanagar are the only humanoid like aliens with wings. Besides, Hawkgirl can't bend reality to her own will.

Zatara managed to track him in Mexico eating an ice cream. The magician captured him and was currently bringing him in for questioning.

To summarize how his day had been – it was fine until he got kidnapped by a magician. A magician! A man in a top hat and bow tie who pulled rabbits out of his hat! Gabriel's day started out the same as it's been for the past three weeks. He'd go to some city, find an a******, play a few tricks on him/her, and then and the day with ice cream. Today he was somewhere in Mexico. He knocked two lawyers down a peg and was currently eating some vanilla ice cream with flan. When he left the restaurant some guy in a top hat put magic handcuffs on him and trapped him in a magic bubble. Today now sucks.

After a few hours, Gabriel was still cuffed and in an f-ing bubble. He was in some cave waiting room while magician guy had a meeting. He sat in the bubble eating his remaining jelly beans from his pockets. There were three kids sitting in the room with him. One red head wearing a very bright shade of yellow, one dressed like Robin Hood (if Robin Hood wore red), and Richard/Robin.

A way to describe the scene would that there was one boy with wings fully visible wearing handcuffs and in a bubble that wasn't as cool as Glinda's, a circus performer fiddling with an electronic, a failed Robin Hood cosplayer tapping his foot in boredom, and a condiment colored boy staring at the kid in the bubble. That's an accurate description. Why does Red Robin look so familiar?

The trapped archangel may not be able to use his powers in the bubble, but he could still see. He recognized Richard the moment he saw him, Condiment Boy's red hair is as subtle as a flying mallet, and something about the arrow kid's face screamed "You should know this face!" Before he could continue wondering how he could know the teen, his prison bubble appeared in a room with Batman, Magician Guy, and people who shall be referred to as Swimsuit Lady, Hawk Girl, Marvin the Martian, Ketchup, Robin Hood, Ocean Man, Blue Guy, and Glow Worm.

Marvin the Martian stood up and started talking. "Now that we've come to an agreement about partners, we can discuss the elephant in the room-" "I'm not an elephant," Gabriel interrupted. Marvin sighed and continued. "We can discuss what to do with the unknown being in the bubble."

The real reason the Justice League decided to hold the meeting in Mount Justice was not only to discuss having sidekicks – something that they should have talked about years ago – but to discuss what to do about the boy who appeared out of nowhere three weeks ago. During the past time that he's appeared, he turned the Batmobile pink, sent eight people to mental hospitals, and showed up at so many Dairy Queens that somebody might think he lived there.

Despite having wings, which the League recently discovered could be made invisible, he wasn't Thanagarian. He also didn't match the profile of any known alien species. According to Wonder Woman, Loki hasn't visited Earth for the past 328 of years, so the boy likely wasn't a demigod. Because of his ability to manipulate reality, Superman is praying that he isn't like Mxyzptlk. He's been having nightmares about it ever since Batman told him about the boy. Besides, Mxyzptlk doesn't give off an energy signal that would alert the Justice League. Batman also assured the Boy Scout that if it was Mxyzptlk, he would've gone to Metropolis to annoy Superman. That led to the Justice League back to square one.

"What are you?" Aquaman asked. "I'm a multi-dimensional wavelength of celestial intent," Gabriel answered, "What are you Ocean Man?" "Ocean Man?" Flash questioned.

"I only know Mister Big Tall and Gloomy's real name. Until I learn yours I'm calling the both of you Ketchup and Ocean Man." Gabriel answered another dumb question and added, "I also would've used Sea instead of Ocean, but I don't think censors would allow it." Flash burst out laughing and refused to stop until Batman glared at him. What can't the Batglare do?

With his famous deep and gravelly voice, that could give Castiel a run for his money, Batman said, "Back to the matter at hand-" Gabriel interrupted the dark knight by asking "Seriously, what is with your voice? I have a brother who talks like that, but he's always talked like that." The archangel paused before adding, "Are you compensating for something? Is it the blue guy? It's the blue guy isn't it?" Flash, once again, burst out laughing and didn't stop until receiving the Batglare.

It took a few minutes for one of the heroes to talk without being interrupted, but gagging the pest's mouth was worth it. At least it could answer yes or no questions. So far they have learned that the boy is not an alien, does not know who or what Mxyzptlk is, does not like the name Larry (thank you Flash), and that he does not require ice cream to survive. He just really likes ice cream. They also found out that Martian Manhunter had trouble reading his mind. All he was getting were a few words in gibberish and fuzzy images of Snickers.

Zatarra removed the gag from Gabriel's mouth when the other heroes were done asking yes or no questions. They needed to know what he is and if he is a threat. It was then that the magician came up with the idea that could've saved him and the League thirty minutes of their time. "Uoy lliw rewsna lla ruo snoitseuq yllufhturt." Why he didn't cast a truth spell earlier, the magician and League members will never know.

"What are you?" Batman demanded, "and don't say a wavelength of celestial intent." The answer he gave left the heroes stunned and silent. "I'm an angel you ass."

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Flash was the first to break the silence. "That explains the wings." The superheroes weren't in a position where they could doubt the boys answer. Zatarra cast a truth spell and it appeared to be working. Plus, out of all the gibberish MM did manage to find the name Gabriel in his head.

"Why are you here?" Superman wanted to know. He grew up with his parents telling him stories about Heaven and its warriors. The fact he was in the room with one was like a miracle. Although he couldn't understand why he chose the form of a 12-year-old and decided to punish eight people in, cruel, unusual, and ironic ways.

The big blue boy scout snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the now revealed to be an angel say, "I'm here because Dad is a jerk who thinks that I should be punished by living in a tiny body with my powers weakened in another universe."

The rest of what happened was a long and boring discussion about the multiverse, how Gabriel ended up here because Lucifer stabbed him for wanting to stop the apocalypse, and how angels are actually jerks in real life and look nothing like how people dram them in paintings and Christmas cards. Where did humans get the idea angels wore haloes?

The last thing the Justice League had to talk about was what they were going to do with Gabriel. He obviously didn't have a home, other than Dairy Queen, and would probably end up killing somebody one day. The most logical answer was that he live with one of them so they could keep an eye on him. Batman refused to take him, Green Arrow had Speedy to worry about, Aquaman lived underwater and didn't know how it would affect Gabriel's wings, Wonder Woman – "I'll take him." Flash announced.

Flash may have Wally, his nephew and new sidekick, to look after, but what's the harm one more mouth to feed? …A lot considering how this one could manipulate reality however he wanted, but he seemed nice. An unpredictable wild card that could possibly destroy a city and sent eight people to a mental hospital, but nice. Before some of the League members could protest, Gabriel jumped up and shouted "Yes!"

The two left Mount Justice and Gabriel ended up moving to Central City to live with Barry within a week. Three years later he would help form a team with two of the kids in the waiting room he sat in.

That is it for the prologue. Yay! (Confetti and streamers fall to the floor and Pinkie Pie sets off multiple party cannons.) The first episode of Young Justice can finally be written!

GABRIEL: Finally!

ME: Yeah! Review time.

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bluesz: It's the same vessel, but younger. Sadly his nickname will not be Loki. Wonder Woman's an amazon, she would know he wasn't the real Loki (from her universe). He can't go by the Trickster and Loki for what Gabriel calls "copyright reasons." This universe will have its own version of Loki, but he'll probably only be mentioned. The first Young Justice episode will be next. I already know who I'm going to make Sam, Dean, Adam, Charlie, and Anna in this universe. I have ideas for John, Bobby, and Mary, and if you have any suggestions on who other characters should be, like Castiel because I still can't decide on him, write 'em down.

Guest: Thank you and I try not to be mediocre. I know that this isn't my best chapter, but it could've been worse. I could've written it with nothing but spelling errors and everybody would be out of character.

KingSora3: Thank you. You're awesome!

Daughter of Ironman06: Yeah… I tried to make Gabriel act as Gabriel-ish as possible.

princessbinas: Thanks for liking it.

Angelcat8: Like I said, I wanted to make Gabriel act as Gabriel-ish as possible.

Justus80: Oh… I didn't realize that. It's just Gabriel's vessel that looks younger, not him. He won't be too powerful though. There wouldn't be much of a story if he could snap his fingers and send the villains to TV Land. Should I do a chapter similar to that? With a villain sending the team to TV Land and Gabriel saying, "Relax guys I've been here before. At some point we're going to be in a cop show with sucky one liners, a cheesy comedic sitcom, a medical drama where everybody's doing it, and a Herpexia commercial. Who wants to star in the commercial?"

Digreg: Thank you.

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Review and I shall update. Although I did have a ton of writers block when I was writing this chapter, so I can't promise how soon it would come. Chuck/God wasn't lying when he said writing is hard. I also think that this chapter could've been written better. I kind of rushed a few parts. Hopefully the next chapter, Independence Day, will be much better.