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I forgot about silver burning certain monsters. I thought that was iron. I know its silver bullets for werewolves and silver stakes for zombies, but I forget the rest. Oh well the character can have gaps in his knowledge, he's not meant to be perfect.
Arch-angels
Leviathans
God(Chuck)
The Darkness (Amara) [God's Sister]
Death (the boss of the reapers)
Those are five things in all creation the Colt can't kill, but this has never been tested as no one has tried to kill any of these creatures with the Colt. Also Jack might need to be added to the list, as he's part Arch-Angel.
However that is the five things in the Supernatural universe. We don't know how creatures in other universes would react. I'll have to decided that for myself.
Planeswalker Gothic would not be a match for Chuck, or the Darkness, those two are beings who can create and destroy whole universes.
Now he is more powerful than an angel, or demon, or pagan god, but Arch-Angels are a different story we don't know how powerful Micheal, Lucifer's older brother, is because we don't see much of him in action. He can destroy angels easily, but Lucifer can take out whole groups of angels. He slaughtered a hotel full of pagan gods, not of all which would be totally depowered due to a lack of worship.
Loki seems to be able to alter reality at will, he stuck Sam in a time loop, which may have been a complex illusion.
Uriel the Planeswalker is nothing like Uriel the angel in Supernatural. Planeswalker Uriel made his own heaven.
Planeswalker Gothic 3
Part 7
It had taken many sleepless nights, way too much coffee, and enough paper to account for a chunk of the rain forests, but I had done it. I had applied the knowledge given me to by Chuck and I'd combined with all the information I'd gotten from Lord Ao, to desgin my very own plane of existence.
On the paper all around me, and on the boards that lined the walls, was what could be called a spell formula, only it was also a computer program, in a sense. This was the magic that would turn nothing into something. I wouldn't need to remake anything I would just turn non-reality into reality.
The only problem was that I didn't have the raw power required to pull this off. Other Planeswalkers had, but they'd done it pre-mending and Chuck was God, primordial creation itself, he just made stuff. I would need something to kick start the process.
Since I was only making a world, a moon and a sun, I'd figure out how to add stars later, I didn't need a vast amount of energy in order to kick things off. Certianly nothing close to the energy levels of the Big Bang. However I was still going to need something powerful. Something on level of a star or a soul, and not just any soul either, it would have to be a powerful spirit.
The issue with that was containing the soul, and of course deciding what soul to use. Chuck had used himself as a power source, I couldn't do that without giving up my spark. Which would prevent me from travelling the multiverse. I wasn't willing to give that up.
I'd considered making a sort of horcrux that could store part of my soul, but that wouldn't be a big enough bang. What I needed was a mana source that could fuel creation. Something strong enough to contain the vast energies of a soul.
Maybe something like the Tower Heart from the Overlord games?
Thinking on I realised that I already knew exactly what I needed. Which was a Dungeon Heart. Which was a sort of crystal which housed the spirit of a Dungeon Keeper and it slowly produced mana. One of those, could do the job.
It would have to be purifed and filled with an amazing amount of all kinds of mana, but it should work. It would have to be mostly white mana, as that was the most stable, and I would need a lot to fuel the creation of a realm. Thankfully if the Dungeon Heart could act as a magic battery it might be possible to charge it over time.
Of course I'd have to go out and get one, but I'd been a version of Earth tha had been overrun by Dungeon Keepers. I'd need some creatures summoned by cards to help me, and a lot of firepower, but it could be done. Perhaps Morgana could aid me. I'd have to go ask.
I headed down the hall and knocked on Morgana's door. My wife should really share my bed, but while she and I had slept together we seemed to be spending a lot of time apart.
Worryingly she spent a lot of time with Daenerys these days. I hoped that Morgana was just training Dany, but with a sort of evil witch like Morgana it was best to remain concered.
"Come in" said a female voice.
To my surprise Daenerys was within Morgana's room, this wasn't actually the odd part, it was the fact that Dany was in bed with my wife that struck me as odd. Then again mere days ago I'd been having coffee with God, so I took this event in stride.
"Didn't think you were into girls" I commented.
Morgana was amused. I was kind of bothered, but not that much as I wasn't as attached to my wife as I had been. To me she'd been dead for a while.
"Dany and I were discussing the future" Morgana mentioned "And now that it looks as if you'll be king of your own world, we were wondering who'd be the queen".
I'd know many princesses during my time as a Planeswalker, and I'd slept with a fair few of them, but I'd never understood the desire to be a ruler. I simply couldn't understand this desire to be a monarch. There'd be paperwork, and everyone would blame you for their problems, plus kings and such sometimes lost their heads.
"Of course its acceptable for a man like a king to have a mistress" Morgana was now saying "So I decided to see if Dany here was suitable for the job".
She'd always been a bit strange, but I didn't think Morgana had gotten any saner over the years. Alas for me she crazy hot as well as crazy.
"Why would Dany be the Mistress if she was he former queen?" I wondered "I mean she's already been a ruler, maybe she'd be better suited to helping me run a world".
Not that it would be much of a world. Since it would be based on purgorty, it was going to all woods, mountains, rivers, lakes and so on. No civlization at all until I built some. No subjects to rule over, just peace and safety. That was the point.
"Well I suppose since it will be your world you could have two queens" Morgana suggested "But who's child would be your heir".
Heirs weren't really a concern when you were immortal. However that wasn't what concerned me right now.
"I'm too tired to deal with this" I said "And its possible I fell asleep in the library and this is all a rather strange dream. I'm going to go to bed".
The Dungeon Heart issue could wait until tomorrow. There was no rush, and I had some domestic matters to deal with first it seemed.
"Why not come to bed with us" Morgana offered as she moved away the bed sheet "You can have both of us".
Yes this had to be some werid porno dream. Which meant I was getting into hat bed.
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Men of Letters Bunker. Supernatural Verse.
One thing that Daenerys of House Targaryen knew for certain was tha she was in love the wizard known as Gothic. Even now as she laid in his arms, filled with his seed, and tried from love making she was certain of it.
She remember when they'd met and how that even seeing the Dothraki she'd commanded and the Dragons she'd brought into the world had not really phased the Planeswalker
Gothic had not acted like any man Dany had ever known. She'd been a Queen, and a great beauty, but while he'd desired her he'd never been as taken in as other men. Which had both interested and infuriated Daenerys at the same time.
He'd always refused to bend the knee, and he'd refused to directly aid the last Targaryen as she tried to retake her birthright, which wasn't to say he hadn't helped, but he could have done much more.
Plus he'd entered and left Dany's life on this own whim. Which had also always annoyed her.
Now things had changed, she'd lost the throne she'd desired for so long, she'd lost her dragons, her supporters, her wealth, her servants her fine clothes, she'd lost everything other than her life due to a mistake she had made.
Then her darkest hour he had appeared to save, just like she had hoped someone would. He'd avenged and then taken her away to a new world, and he'd even taken her to visit more worlds.
This world she like, it was famailr in many ways, yet so full of strange wonders. Dany felt as if she could spend a life time just trying to figure out how things worked in this world.
Then Gothic had reunited with a wife he'd thought was dead. Which had led to mixed feelings for Daenerys. These mixed up emtions were still somewhat in flux, as now as she was sharing the wizard, and there was the notion of being a queen of a newly made world. Which was a little much for Dany to process.
Thankfully she was too tired to care about that right now. All she wanted to do was to sleep, and soon she did.
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Men of Letters Bunker. Supernatural Verse.
It hadn't been a dream, in fact it had been very real. I was in fact in bed with both Daenerys Targaryn and Morgana Pendragon, even for me this was odd, and it took a lot to freak me out. There were entire worlds out there that had failed to freak me out as much as these two woman had.
At least I knew for certain that this woman was in fact Morgana Pendragon, my old friend Jace from the Gatewatch had already confirmed this without anyone other myself ever knowing that he was here.
"So I'm gettin a harem then" I mused as the two ladies laid in bed with me, while watching some or other on TV "Didn't think this sort of thing ever actually happened".
Morgana turned to face me.
"Well you once told me that in an infintie multiverse anything you can imagine is happening somewhere" she said.
I had used words to that effect, and I had met a Gothic, who was also a wizard who had two wives, and like three girls on the side, two of which were twins. How exactly that sort of thing worked was a mystry beyond even an ascended being, but if it could happen once it could happen again.
"So you two want to be queens on an entire world" I reasoned "Okay that can work".
If they wanted to strut around a primial world then they could. I'd get on with building this fortress Morgana had mentioned seeing in her vision, and I knew just the man to help me.
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Pentagon. Fallout Verse.
"We've been waiting for a while" Morgana complained.
You couldn't just walk up to the Brotherhood of Steel HQ and demanded to speak to the guy who pretty ran a multi world empire.
"He's got a thousand other matters to deal with" I told the wife as she paced the waiting room, her high heel boots making a clicking noise as she moved "Give him time".
Sparky Gothic was a version of myself who was to technology what I was to magic. Like me he had a spark, but it worked differently. It made people want to follow him, and it allowed him violate physics in ways that would result him doing the impossible. He was kind of like Rick from Rick and Morty, only he was young looking, somewhat nice to people, and ruin other people's 'd also brought humanity back from the brink in this world and others, however when I'd first met I'd noticed how depressed he was.
Winning an empire was one thing, running it was another, he was a guy who loved mad science and blowing shit up, and now he was stuck behind a desk. I felt sorry for him, so I was here to offer him a way out. I would soon make my own world, although it was going to take a while before I could get my hands on a Dungoen Heart unless I had help.
If Sparky Gothic wanted out of the life he had I was here to offer him a place in my new wasn't selfless. I was going to need his help. I could make castles and such using my cards, but I didn't want to live in a castle. I was state of the art housing, modern comforts, and proper plumping.
Sparky Gothic could do all that, he could build a place and then not spend all this time dealing with other people's problems because there wouldn't many people around to annoy he was an impressive guy, with minimal resources he'd turned a version of Fallout Earth into a decent place to live while also helping out on other worlds.
"He'll see you know" said one of the Brotherhood knights.
I headed into the office, and Morgana made to follow.
"Just him" the knight insisted.
I turned to my wife.
"Stay here" I told her "I won't be long".I wondered if she would obey or not.
I stepped into the office, which was actually in the rebuilt White House, but you had to enter it via the Pentagon for some reason as Sparky Gothic inventied things in his sleep that surpassed any human technology he should have access to.
The Oval Office had been redecorated, there were banners from different militry groups, like the Brotherhood of Steel, and what I knew to be trophies from defeated enemies of mankind.
"You know I'm started to loathe the people from Falling Skies" Sparky Gothic said.
I knew who he meant. I'd never been to that plane, but I'd seen the show.
"You'd think they'd be happy to be part of my empire since I stopped them from being wiped out by evil aliens" Sparky me went on to say "But no they want everything to be run under a democarcy, as if having a vote matters when you're trying to rebuild entire civilzations".
I felt for the guy I really did.
"Emperors Don't Die in Be" I said to him "Do you remember me giving you a copy of that book".
It was just something I'd found on my omni-tool, a book so old by the standard of Mass Effect that it was considered public property. I was book about Roman emperors from Julius Caesar in 44BC to Romulus Augustulus in AD 476, it told the reader not only about the manner of their deaths but what their final days were like. Really took the shine out of ruling a world.
"Plus there's Palpatine" I went on to say "Avoid long drops".
Sparky Gothic looked up from his desk, and gave me a weak smile. He wasn't surprised to see me, and why would he be when he'd known the moment I'd arrived within this world.
I didn't fail to notice the bags under his eyes, or how waxy his skin looked. Guy needed a hoilday.
"Listen I'm close to creating a whole new reality" I told my counterpart "A place were we can escape all this crap. I can make the world, but creating civilization is a different matter. I need a man who can dream up something and bring it about".
Plus the place would need high tech defences as well as magical ones. Just in case some group like the Kromaggs invaded my reality. I'd run into those freaks a while back and I'd not left them on good terms. Mostly because I'd killed a bunch of them.
"I can't just leave" he said.
Of course he could.
"You should step down" I advised "Let this multi world empire you've built sink or swim on its own. There comes a time when you have to let the mortals sort out their own problems".
Now I really felt like a higher power.
"You want to retire and go back to your lab" I was now saying "I know this because I've never met a leader of any nation who wore a lab coat".
Clearly this guy wanted to spend his time building massive robots and death rays, which he could do in the world I'd create. And I trusted this man no to blow my planet up. Mostly because if he was the type to unleash doomsday devices he'd have done it to this world.
"I'll give you some time to think about" I said next "You can bring a few people with you and I'll help you get the supplies you want. Just imagine it, a place built by Gothics for Gothics".
As I headed out of his office, I wondered if I would ever open up my realm to all Gothics, or at least many of them, or if I would keep it limited to the elite Gothics like Sparky and myself. Only time would tell.
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Old House. Salem.
Hermione and I were currently in Salem, which was ironic since we were probably the only magic people in the entire damn town. Whilst looking through the Wiccan shops and witch themed mini-museums, they had got wind of something really supernatural.
As to why Hermione and I were here. Well things were crazy in the place I currently called home, at least until I made my own reality, Dany and Morgana were spending way too much time together.
Morgana was training the last Targaryen, teaching her to unlock her hidden powers, which was fine. I approved of magic users getting a proper education. But they were also planning things, like how I'd rule my world, and how many babies we would have.
I'd needed to get out of the bunker, and I'd taken Granger with me because she'd also needed to get of the bunker.
Morgana and Daenerys were both royality from worlds with medivil levels of tech, and also they both future seeing powers of sorts, as such they had a lot of common, including being a bit evil.
Hermione was all good, a woman who'd grown up in a world not to different from mine, at least until she found out she was a witch, and she'd never royality. We had more in common, even though I actually was still royality. You stop being an Alicorn prince.
We'd jus started travelling, using our teleporting talents to check up on the bunker and the shop as needed. It was going to take me months to charge up the Dungeon Heart I'd aquired, and the mean time I needed something to do.
Hence the hunting while travelling, and that was why I was now being thrown around by a man-hating ghost of a Wiccan witch that was murdered by her husband.
Apparently I resembled that husband, but so had her other victuims, all of which had been youngish men, with dark hair and blue eyes. Reading the local papers and talking a few locals had led us to this house and I was pretty sure the ghost was tied to her wedding dress since her ghostly form was wearing a copy of the dress, and that her body had been cremated several decades ago.
For the third time I was thrown across the room and hit a wall. I bounced off and fell face first onto the floor. Once I was able to focus I found myself wishing that I'd worn my darksteel armor. Then again with it on I might have gone through the wall.
Looking up, I glared at the ghost as it advanced upon me. I wasn't in that much danger, I'd gotten tatooed with a symbol that prevented possession by spirts, as had my girls, and while the ghost could throw me around I was very good at healing.
"Burn the damn wedding dress!" I shouted at former Hogwarts student.
Hermione found it funny that I was being mistaken for the husband by the ghost. And unlike the ghosts that had attacked the Winchesters during the Raising of the Witness, this ghost wasn't so easily blasted by white mana. She'd been a long time and had grown strong in her rage.
"Okay screw this" I said while making a sheild of white mana around myself "Come out Sarah, we need to talk".
The dress was in house somewhere but Granger might need some time to find it. Besides there was more than one way to make a ghost move on, the salting and burning was just the hunter way.
Ghost tended to linger because they felt that they couldn't move on. Sarah had been murdered by her husband after she found out he'd been sleeping with someone else. In life Sarah had been a witch, but more of a girl power, career woman, who belivied in postive energy with crystals, and scented candles. Not a demon worshippers, so I doubted she was evil. Ghost killed because they were insane, not because they were bad people, they were detached from life, alone, unable to change, after decades this would drive anyone mad.
"I'm sorry my dear" I told the ghost "I never should have run away with that girl. Will you let me come home".
Ghosts could be encourged to move on by letting go of what really held them here on Earth. A Reaper wasn't actually required if the spirit could find its own way.
"Really, William?" said the ghost "Do you mean it? You'll leave her and we'll be together forever?".
As I'd suspected Sarah wasn't here because she wanted revenege on a husband who'd died years ago, but because she in a way felt that it partly her fault he'd cheated. Silly of course, but matters of the heart often could be.
"Yes, I'll leave her and we'll be together always" I said while dropping the shield.
The ghost came at me, but not to attack and despite the fact that it was a ghost, I had to admit, at least to myself, that she was a good kisser. Once she done she moved on, becoming like smoke that was taken on the breeze.
"Are you ok Gothic?" Hermione asked as she entered the room "Or did you want some more time with her?".
Granger had the dress, but hadn't burned it. There was no need now.
"So you really can get rid of a ghost by helping them with their unfinished buisness" the witch was now saying "I'm guessing she wanted to her her husband say he was sorry".
We'd discussed this before entering the house.
"Correct" I told her as I dusted my nice suit off "Sarah loved her husband, and even though he killed her she wanted him back. Women are strange creatures".
The former Hogwarts student glared at me.
"Careful you don't make me mad" she warned "I wouldn't kill you, but I could key your new car".
She better not. It was a Jaguar.
"Hermione" I said, very seriously. "You are the best assistant any Planeswalkewer could have. But, if you scratch or damage my car in any which way, I will exile you to a plane of existence filled with endless horrors and demonic life".
Hermione rolled her eyes, and then marched off out of the house. I hurried after her.
"I mean it!" I shouted.
"Yeah, yeah" Hermione replied "Just get into the damn car"
Who was the boss here.
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Amesbury. USA
Thanks to some scrying work, using methods I'd learned from the Charmed Ones, I was able to scry for supernatural evil and I'd found some not that far from Salem.
Hermione and I seemed to have both gotten a taste for the hunter's life style, but until now we'd only come across ghosts and lone monsters. Now we'd found a vamp nest, which was a whole different kettle of fish.
"Gothic, why are we waiting here? We should just get on with the Hunt" Miss Granger was saying.
Currently we were in a motel room, which we really didn't need since we could return to the bunker if we so wished, it was dangerous to teleport over such vast distances, but I was a planeswalker and I'd picked up methods to increase the range.
Turning I looked at Hermione, who was perched on the edge of one of the beds and smiled at her. I had called the Winchesters a few hours ago and the sun was just setting outside so the vampires wouldn't yet be out and about.
I hadn't told Hermione that the Winchesters were about to arrive any minute now. Biting the bullet, I decided to tell her now before they did turn up. We had to handle this carefully to make sure that they understood that Granger was a nice witch, and not the kind that served demons.
"Hey listen" I said "I called the Winchesters and asked them if they could help us out on this Hunt".
They were going to met at some point, it might as well now.
"Why?" Hermione asked in confusion. "We know that it is vampires, we know where their little club is and we know how to kill them"
This was when she might get annoyed.
"I know. But there is no 'we' in this Hunt Hermione. You aren't coming" I told her "This Hunt could get bloody fast, and you've never faced vampires".
While I'd not done battle with this kind of vampire, I had dusted other varities of he speices so I had some idea of what I was doing. Besides I had the Colt.
"You think I can't handle it?" Hermione asked me, sounding upset.
With some effort I smiled.
"Rememeber I used to be your teacher" I reminded her "It was my job to keep you out of trouble I just need some time to squash the overprotective streak. Besides I'd travelled with people before, and they died because I thought I could handle any situation.
Hermione relaxed.
"I'll humour you this time, since this is cleary one of those male ego things" she said "but as soon as it is done we are going back to normal"
That made me smile.
"Deal" I agree "But you still have to follow my orders. I want to keep you alive".
The young lady smiled.
"Yes, proffesor" she said with a smile "I'll be good I promise".
I wasn't quite sure what to make of her current facial expression so I was very glad when someone knocked on the door. I had enough werid female stuff to deal with thanks to Dany and Morgana. I really didn't need more.
When I pulled open the door I saw the Winchester brothers stood outside
"Come in" I invited.
I backed away from the door and stepped aside, allowing the brothers to enter the motel room.
"So" Sam said after he had cleared his throat. "What do you need help our help Hunting?"
Dean had his eyes on Granger, which I didn't care for, and that made me realise that I was more attached to her than I would have liked
"We've tracked a small group of vampires here and after some looking around we found that they have a club here" I reported "where they lure their next meal. I plan to go to the club and discover how many there are, then go back during the day so I can kill them all".
Simple plans were the best.
"Ok. So why do you need our help?" Sam asked
"You're like Gandalf, just magic them dead" Dean suggested.
Well I could use a card and summon something to slaugher the vampires for me, but that would harldy be subtle. There would be too many witnesses.
"One thing I do know about hunting is that you never go into a vamps nest alone" I said.
The brothers knew this so just nodded.
"What about the girl?" Dean wondered "I'm guessing she's more than the girl behind the counter".
He was referring to the fact that she sometimes worked in my store. Which these days only tended be open should some hunter or other dealer in the supernatural require my services.
"Oh I'm just a helpless girl, who needs a strong man to protect her" she said.
No one belived that.
"Hermione has never faced a vampire" I explained "A nest isn't the best way to experience them".
No one disagreeed.
"We three should be enough" I said next "Unless you think we need more people. I could get Buffy's help".
The brothers exchanged looks.
"You want to enlist the aid of a fictional character" Sam asked.
I nodded.
"Yeah her world is real" I said "Its a little different than what's in the show, but she fights vampires and has super powers".
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Vamp Nest. Supernatural Verse.
One of the fun things about being me was that I got create crossovers, like taking a Mass Effect to the city of Atlantis in the Pegasus Galaxy. Today I had introduced Sam and Dean Winchester to Buffy Summers, and they'd gone on to take out a whole nest full of vampires. Which was cool.
"I'll say one thing for the vamps back home" the Slayer was saying as she looked at all the bodies "They don't leave much mess behind, and its so much easier just to stake them".
Buffy should have less trouble doing that back home as in return for her aid I'd promised her a stake made from weirwood, which was like a holy wood. Should be effective. I inteneded to visit the Children of the Forest soon in order to secure a supply of the wood.
"You were awesome" Dean said to Buffy "I've never seen anyone move so fast".
I had, but to be fair he'd been a DBZ character, and he was on my list of Gothics I intended to invite to the Citadel. I hoped to be able to enlist his aid in securing a Dungeon Heart, he was no good with magic, but he should easily be able to slaughter any evil creature in the dungeon so I could work in peace.
"Well I better get Buffy back to her world" I said to the group "She does have a little sister to look after".
She'd better leave, before the brothers started flirting with her. I really didn't want to watch that vomit inducing visual.