The First World

The man with the shaggy hair was tossing and turning. He was watching through another's eyes. He hated to admit he was jealous. This life, this dream is something he always wanted. An apple pie life. A family, a house, small children, a wife. He couldn't see their faces, but all had dark hair like him and his wife. There was even a dog. Talk about stereotypical.

But he could see how happy everyone was. He was inside doing the dishes since his wife just recently celebrated her birthday and he prepared a fancy dinner just for her. The guests were outside joking and laughing and there were other children. They were chasing each other and laughing. They were too far away to see their faces, but he felt like going outside and playing too.

Then something happened. Fire. Lots of fire. The Bible called it Revelations. He felt the tears going down his face when they all burned. He woke up crying when his brother shook him awake.

Present World

Sam woke up with a start. He felt hot. So hot. The temperature in his room must be turned up. Piper must have turned up the heat. He looked at her sleeping next to him. He got up and checked the temperature. Hmm. It was exactly the same as he left it. 3:23 am the clock flashed. No way he could go back to bed. Not after that.

What was he dreaming about anyway? He couldn't remember for the life of him. He picked up his shorts and pajama pants off the floor and got dressed. He decided to go and watch TV for a bit. He quietly walked out and went to the washroom to wash his face and to use the toilet. After his business was done he went to the living room to watch something, anything to get his mind off the dreadful feeling he had just before he woke up.

"Back to our developing story. The bodies to a US Marshall and a missing police detective were found murdered with another victim, a missing young woman. The culprit's name was not released but witnesses say he was a missing teacher from the town of Fruita, Colorado."

Sam changed the channel. That was the town Dean and Garth were in. They must have destroyed those vampires. Sam wondered who that US Marshall was. Probably the woman's partner. Too bad. In their line of work, losing people was never easy. No matter how many lives you save, the guilt is there about the ones you couldn't. He decided to watch something else instead. Oh! A infomercial. The announcer was talking about food choppers.

"Sam? Honey? What is going on?" Piper asked. She woke up when he heard the voice of the television.

"Couldn't sleep."

"You want some hot chocolate? To help you relax?"

"Yes please."

Sam smiled when Piper put on the kettle. What a great girl. So thoughtful, so sweet. He was the luckiest guy on earth. Ignoring the TV, he goes up to her and kisses the back of her neck. When she moaned, he proceeded to take off her robe. They only took a pause to unplug the kettle and they both ended up on the kitchen floor not caring where they were. Afterwards on the couch, both were smiling and holding each other.

"Sam. We need to get dressed."

"Nah. We are alone. Besides I like the 'au naturale' look."

Piper smiles. Sam was right. Her sisters were in San Francisco, Dean was in LA. They had the whole house to themselves.

"Want to have round two? This time in the bedroom?"

Dean was sleeping in his cheap motel room. His temporary roommate Garth was next to him in the next bed snoring away. When the alarm rang, both woke up. Dean groaned. He hated mornings.

"Morning sleepyhead." Garth tells Dean.

"Hnnnh." Dean grumbles. Why did he set his alarm so early? He must be a masochist.

"Want some coffee?"

Dean nods.

"Be right back."

Dean groans. Eight am. Ugh. Unfortunately this motel room has no coffee maker. He decided to have a shower. After he finishes brushing his teeth and got dressed, Garth came back with two XL coffees and doughnuts for Dean.

"Here you go, breakfast of champions. At least for you. For myself I stopped by a twenty four hour supermarket and bought myself a cow heart."

"Thanks Garth." He was used to Garth's eating habits. He wasn't even grossed out when Garth started chowing down on the raw heart. Dean was too busy drinking his coffee and eating donuts. He needed strength. Today was the day he got his girl back.

The Third World

The light in the air was flashing. There was no guards. Why should it? No one could see where this light came from. Then someone fell through. A blonde young man. Then another one. A blonde woman. They looked at each other in disbelief. Where are they? They discovered this light by accident when the eclipse started. As soon as they saw it they knew they had to jump through. The angels were closing in. Luckily the light closed up before the angels discovered where they went.

Garth was on his way to save his friends, Reverend Myers and his daughter Bess from the cult that kidnapped them. The cult leaders wanted to use them as examples to tell other werewolves what would happen if they disobeyed them and were planning to sacrifice them when the eclipse started. Garth knew he had act quickly. He was hoping he wasn't over his head. Damn it! He should call Dean. No way he could take them all on himself.

Dean was sitting outside Jenna's condo. He knocked for over twenty minutes, there was no answer. Dammit. He hoped she didn't leave yet. He was holding a huge bouquet of flowers. He wanted to get roses, but when he called Phoebe and her sisters for advice, they all said that was too typical. They suggested a mix of tropical flowers instead. So he did. Damn flowers are expensive! But worth the price to see Jenna again.

He was thinking on what to say when he got a phone call. No! Not now! He pressed ignore. Then the phone rang again. He looked at the ID. Garth. Dammit. He must be in trouble. He better be or Dean would be pissed.

"Hello?"

"Dean! I need help. It's Garth."

"Are you alright?"

"No. You know my errand? It's some friends of mine. They are in danger. I need your help."

"Tell me about it."

A while later Garth and Dean were outside a warehouse. Dean was annoyed. Usually he wouldn't mind letting off some steam from a hunt, but does it have to be now?! Dammit. He should have asked Sam to come along. Hopefully this doesn't take long. At the moment his flowers were on Jenna's porch. Hopefully she doesn't throw them away.

"Okay. Garth. Let me get this straight." He whispered. "Your girlfriend and her father was abducted by his wife to be sacrificed to their god, Fenrir? And it has to be done when the eclipse begins?"

"Yes."

"Why would a pastor's wife kill her family? Especially for a demigod?"

"Joy went crazy after her brother died. She is a purebred werewolf, usually purebreds are a proud species of werewolves. They see humans as meat, and see bitten werewolves like trash. Her and her blood relatives believe they can start Ragnarok by sacrificing them."

"Isn't your friends purebloods?"

"Yep. But to them, they are tainted. Jim wants all the werewolves to coexist with the humans and other supernatural creatures. That is why he became a Reverend. His church preaches love and acceptance for all creatures. But Joy is more interested in resurrecting the Maw of Fenris. A cult dedicated to werewolves inheriting the Earth and ruling over all creatures."

"Damn. That sucks. You called me for help. Tell me what we are up against."

"For what I seen there are four including Joy, plus three others. I don't know what the three werewolves want, but I know they are members of the church, not the cult. They are young and impressionable, Dean, we have to be careful not to hurt or kill them."

"Then we have to draw them out, after we subdue them, we can kill the other four and save your friends. Sorry, I don't know their names."

"The blonde inside is Jim Myer's daughter, Bess, my fiancee. Jim is a Reverend, and the other three are Christian, Neveah and Ivan. Those are church members. Other than Joy, her cousins are Pat, Jobah, and Russ. I know them. None of them are pleasant to talk to, unless you talk about ruling Earth. Dean. Be careful. One of them is a cop."

"A cop. Got it. Okay, now how do we draw out the other three teenagers without alerting the cultists?"

"I was kinda hoping you would know. Since you are a hunter."

Dean put his head in his hands. "You are a hunter too, Garth."

"Yes, but Bess and Jim are my first priority. If they die, other werewolves will become feral. We cannot let them happen. Please."

"Okay. When does the eclipse start?"

"Let's see, it's after 10:30, about 90 minutes."

"Great. Okay, Garth, I want you to make some noises. These kids in there are young, like high school age?" Garth nods. "K, I want you to text them and inform them that there is a contest being held to see a famous social media star. They do follow those kinds of channels?" Garth nods. "Okay, use a spoofing app and tell them they are the three finalists. The first two will be entered to win a chance to have dinner with their favorite YouSharer. Make sure the place is being held far away from here."

Garth nods. "Dean, how do you know all that?"

"I have a friend."

"Gotcha." Garth gives him a thumbs up. "What are you gonna do?"

"I'm going to draw the cop out with some noises, once he goes, I'll take care of the rest. Garth. I know Bess is your girl, but don't come charging in like a superhero. These people been werewolves longer than you. Think like a hunter. Think about Bess."

Garth nods. Then he leaves just going down the corner. A few minutes later, Dean sees the three teenagers walk out with one of the men coming out of the warehouse shouting after them. Dean knew he had to get that man's attention. Once he felt like the three teenagers were far down the street, he takes off his jacket and cuts his arm, hoping the scent of his blood would entice the werewolf. Luckily it worked. The man stops in his tracks and starts sniffling the air. When his fangs shows, he goes to where Dean was and was immediately stabbed in the heart with a silver dagger. Dean than hides his body in the bushes and takes his jacket, hoping that the werewolf's scent covers his human smell.

Unfortunately, Dean was then hit on the head by the pastor's wife. She then nods to her two companions to take Dean away. She smiles at Dean. A hunter. Figures. She was expecting Garth, but this hunter would be a excellent meal for herself and her flock once the eclipse starts. She looked at her watch. She didn't have much time. It was time to perform the blood ceremony. Too bad the teenagers left. No matter. She has her two cousins. Both would make a great sacrifice to their god, Fenris. She then goes inside.

Garth watches as the three teens walk away. He sent them to a radio station across town. Garth wasn't totally heartless. He knew that radio station interviewed famous pop stars on a daily basis. They would be thrilled to meet one of them. Especially one that was due to talk about her move to Paris for her new role in a French soap opera. Garth looks at his watch. Shit. Dean must be waiting. He quickly runs across and goes where Dean was supposed to be. Oh oh. There was his jacket. Right beside Pat. Dean must have been captured. He calls Sam and leaves a message. Then remembering Dean's words, he goes to where a stack of crates were. He then climbs to the roof and carefully walks towards the windows where the skywalk was. Hopefully the window was open.

Sam was in the shower when the phone rang and never heard it. He was too busy washing his hair. Piper takes the phone out of his jeans and puts it on the nightstand besides Sam's bed. She knew Sam would be in there for awhile. Thankfully she had her shower early this morning. Whenever Sam washes his hair, the hot water always runs out.

Garth was getting worried. Sam never called him back. Great. He hunted before, but usually the backup, never the hero. When he peeked inside he saw Dean, Bess and Reverend Myers. But that wasn't the only thing that worried him. It was the sight of her cousins, Jobah and Russ tied up and held down with silver chains. What was Joy up too? He decided to listen. Good thing he was a werewolf. He needed his enhanced senses.

"Joy. What is going on?" Russ asks when he wakes up.

"The eclipse is about to begin. Before I kill Bess and Jim, I need to make a few sacrifices. The Book commands a ritual sacrifice of a fellow werewolf to begin Ragnarok. Especially a pureblood. Fenris will be pleased. Before I kill Jim and Bess, I would need to spill the blood of a living relative to begin the ceremony. I'm sorry Russ. You would have to be the first blood to be spilled. I was planning to kill those children, but they choose to leave. No matter. Once Ragnarok starts, they will be hunted down and killed for turning away from the Maw."

"Joy! The Maw is no more! You don't need to sacrifice your kin! We can start anew! Fenris is not listening. He wouldn't care." Jim pleaded. He was worried about Joy. Yes, she was his wife, but this is not the gentle woman he married, this was someone else.

"You mean your cowardly way? Ha! A hunter killed my brother. He did no wrong. Despite being a werewolf, he never killed a human man. The hunter killed him. He never bothered to think about the kind soul he really was. Once Ragnarok begins, I will make sure all hunters are eliminated. Starting with this one. Dean Winchester." She walked up to Dean. "It was your father John that killed him. My brother begged for his life. He was like Garth. A werewolf that refused to kill humans. Your father didn't care. He killed him in cold blood. I spent years looking for him. But since he is not here, I will kill you instead. Then I'll kill your brother, than any kin the Winchesters leave behind. Any last words?"

Dean just stared at her. He smiled. "Even if Ragnarok began, the world will be destroyed. Not by hunters, but by the Creator Himself."

Joy looks at Dean. "At least werewolves will rule. At least till the end. Now it is time. Sorry Jobah." She then takes out a gun and shoots him in the heart.

When Russ sees his brother shot in cold blood, he begs for his life. Joy said nothing. *Bang.* When Bess and Jim witnessed that they were in shock. Joy was insane. The grief of losing her brother must have broke her. Jim was saddened. He should have seen it sooner. He was there when Joy discovered her brother's body. He should have comforted her, not push her for forgiveness. This was all his fault.

"Joy. It's been years. Please, don't do this. Your brother will not want this. He refused to follow the Maw. It was his idea to coexist with humans in the new church he started. He wanted to be Reverend, but before he could he died. So I took over. Joy please." Jim begged.

"Mom..."

"Stepmom! I am not your mother! Stop calling me that! Dumb idiot. God. When the eclipse starts, you will be the first to die. Then I'll kill Jim. Then when Garth comes, I'll kill him too. It's almost time. Bess, any last words?"

Bess says nothing. Then the sounds of a window breaking made everyone look up. Garth was glaring at Joy with his teeth fanged.

Dean watched as Garth crashed through the window. Dean could see how angry Garth was. His teeth were fanged out and he was growling at Joy. Dean saw werewolves angry, but none looked as feral as Garth was now. Garth was pissed. He was glaring hard at Joy. Seeing Bess about to be murdered brought out a fury no one ever saw before. When Joy was about to raise her gun Garth immediately jumped on top of her and when he was about to rip out her neck Bess yelled for him to stop.

"GARTH! NO! STOP!"

Hearing Bess's voice caused Garth to look up. Bess was pleading with Garth not to commit murder.

"Garth. This isn't you. If you kill her, you will become a monster. Don't. Please for me." Seeing and hearing her voice caused Garth to return to normal. Unfortunately Joy took that chance to throw Garth off her.

"Foolish boy. You should have killed me when you had a chance. Now it is too late. Jim, you said you wanted to kill Ragnarok. Well it will begin as soon as I bring a sacrifice." She picks up her gun. "Goodbye Jim."

Donatello Redfield was pacing around in his hospital room. He voluntary checked himself in when he saw visions of a tablet in an unknown language. He was alone in his hotel in Northern Canada when he heard screaming. It was the middle of summer and a fog like that shouldn't have rolled into town that early in the season. When he went outside to look he felt like he just got struck by lightning. Then the visions began.

But that wasn't the worst part. It was the sight of the Woman. She was walking in the middle of it surrounded by dead bodies. She stared right at Donatello then She vanished in thin air. When he came too, he found himself in handcuffs. The RCMP arrested him thinking he was a international terrorist. He was sitting in a Canadian jail cell for a few days till he was released. Apparently it was believed to be caused by natural causes. The same fog was in Colorado and Southland, New Zealand all in the same week.

He was in the city of Iqaluit, Nunavut Canada, on a personal trip. He was interested in the geography of the area and came there to explore the discovery of a crevice that just opened. He was only a professor at a local college in his hometown, but when the news came on while he was eating breakfast said they discovered a crevice that was just opened, he had this overwhelming feeling that he needed to be there immediately.

The college was on a summer break and he had no classes scheduled, so he immediately booked the first plane out to Canada to check it out. After his flight landed and his hotel booked, he immediately signed on to take a tour of the area. He managed to convince the scientists there that he was interested to explore the soil and rock samples there to teach his classes about the new discovery.

While he was there, he had the overwhelming feeling there was something very important just for him. He pretended to be interested in the rock formations that were there, but he was actually there to look for a very important rock. It took him awhile, till he found it. It was covered in limestone and when he held it he knew it was his duty to protect it.

It was hard to hide it from the people that were there and if they knew he had that rock, they would immediately demand that he hand it over for studying. So he put in the back of his pants. But that wasn't the only thing he found. When he left the cave he also saw a rock. Looking closely at it, he saw it was a meteor. It was small but was pulsating a powerful energy.

He hid it in his pocket. Whatever that meteor came from, it had power. Donatello figured it came from a magnetic comet back in space. He was kinda worried it was radioactive, but the feeling was peaceful. Like he was bathing in a light. He immediately felt calm.

When he got back to his hotel, he took the rock out of his pants and studied it. He wanted to open it, but had this overwhelming feeling he shouldn't. But he also knew he was meant to protect it. He was considering taking it back home, but the Canadian/USA authorities would confiscate it right after he left the plane. So he did something else. He went to the deep web and looked for some smuggler to transport this rock for him. He contacted the guy and after he paid him, he went to the Canadian postal office and sent the rock to the address the guy provided.

It was expensive, but the guy was a professional. The rock was waiting for him when he arrived home. But before that he was studying the meteor. It was just a small rock, but Donatello felt like something inside. Something divine. He immediately felt peaceful. Unfortunately he was robbed that same night.

The guy who robbed him came into his room in the middle of the night. The only thing he took was the meteorite, not his wallet, Rolex, or passport. Donatello didn't care, but was wondering how that person got in. There was no break in, no keys used, and the window was locked. He was disappointed. That rock had a divine feeling to it. Donatello felt like he was part of the Universe.

After he gone home, he was getting visions. Unknown words in a ancient language. Flashes of light, then the Woman. He felt like he was a part of Her. Black. Nothing but Darkness. The feeling he had scared him. He took some personal time and checked himself in a hospital. A nice place called Sacred Forrest.

His insurance paid for most of it, and he covered the rest. My god Donatello thought this place was expensive. When he checked in he was happy to know this place was guaranteed to respect his privacy. The owner, Natalie, assured him that his privacy will be absolute. He was there for only a week, but felt like he was getting better. Till the armed guards came. Then the drugs. The woman that took over introduced herself as Lady Toni Bevell. She took over as the new director after Natalie Wasil went on a vacation. Donatello upon meeting her distrusted her immediately. She sent the security and most of the staff away, except a few people. A nurse, a janitor and a cook. Apparently she wanted them for a new radical treatment. When all three declined, she sent them away. None of them were seen since. Too bad. They just wanted to do their jobs and be left alone.

When he felt like he was ready to go home Toni declined his leave. When he explained he was there voluntary and had a right to go home, she immediately demanded the new security guards take him and put him a straitjacket and lock him up in a padded room. When he tried arguing they gave him a needle. Whatever that was it was powerful. He immediately passed out. They kept him drugged most of the time. Whatever those drugs were, they weren't relaxing. They made him think. He saw images. Two brothers, an angel, a Man. At first all four were good friends, till something happened. A boy was born. This boy, he frightened the Man with the beard. When He demanded the one with the Gun to kill him, he refused. Then The End began.

He was locked up against his will for a few weeks till the women came. They weren't alone, they brought a few others. They were here to liberate this place. Unfortunately, the drugs were strong, and he had no clue who those women were.

Donatello was in his room, not sleeping, but in a vegetative state. The new director ordered one of the guards to keep an eye on him in his room. She wanted to keep him locked up. Apparently, he said things in his sleep that intrigued her. She wanted to take him back to England to record his disillusions.

Then a woman came inside his room. She knocked out the guard with a vase and a few hours after that, they were all arrested. Once the drugs wore off he was scared. He wasn't sure if it was the drugs or if he was just crazy, but he was sure those visions were real.

Before he came to Sacred Forrest he had someone show up at his door. He said his name was Metatron. He simply told him to expect two visitors a young man and his sister. They were expecting a tablet. He simply told him to tell them where the tablet was. Then he told Donatello that all he needed to do was for him to read any of the tablets for anyone that was asking. Then he left. But not before giving him a message. He gave him a paper. It was written in a language he didn't understand. Until he read it out loud. 'Behold the True Face of God.'

"Joy. No. Please."Jim begged.

Once the room started darkening, they knew the eclipse was about to begin.

"Oh Fenrir, our loyal Master. I beseech you my offering. The blood of the pureblood. The blood spilled represents the blood of our fallen brothers and sisters. I present you my body. So Ragnarok can begin."

When Jim saw what she was about to do, he screamed at her to stop. Joy wasn't listening. Not even to Garth and Bess who were begging her to stop. Even in her crazed state, she was important to them. Joy wasn't listening. Not even when she took out her silver blade from inside her sheath and stabbed herself in the heart.

Dean just stared at her. He shook his head sadly. He liked Garth as a friend, even as a werewolf. He wanted to say something, but knew he couldn't. When he closed his eyes he saw Someone. It was just a Shadow, but It was looking at Dean. He then put It's finger across It's face and made a grin. Dean shuddered. That face. It acted like It knew him.

"Dean. I'm going to get these chains off. Stay still."

Once everyone was untied Dean asked Bess and Jim if everyone was alright. When they both answered they were okay, his phone rang. It was Sam who was calling back. Once he asked if Dean and Garth were alright, he said he got a phone call. It was from Castiel. Jack and Claire were gone.

Afterwards, once the eclipse ended, he asked Garth if he was alright and if he needed someone to talk to.

"Dean. Thanks. You came through to me when I needed you. Bess is saved, Jim is alive. But when Joy murdered her own family for a cult that no longer exists, he feels really guilty. Especially her suicide. Poor guy." Garth shook his head.

"What are you going to do now Garth?"

"Me, I'm going to take Bess and Jim back home. Then I'm going to get married. I want my final moments to be with the woman I love."

Dean puts his hand on his shoulder. "Garth. We are going to save this world. No one is going to die. You and Bess will go on, and maybe start a family. Don't you worry."

"Thanks Dean." He then grabs Dean and gives him a huge bear hug ignoring Dean's protests. "Good luck with your errand."

"No problem. See you later Garth, Bess." He then waves his goodbye to Reverend Jim who was praying over Joy and her cousin's bodies.

Dean then jumps inside his Impala to see Jenna. To see if he accepts his apology.

The Hard World

The four men get off the plane shaken. They were on their way to a 'Supernatural' convention when the plane engine blew. They were scared they would never see their families again. Their friend and fellow costar wasn't there, he was in Las Vegas. Hearing the news, he was terrified, but grateful they were okay. One of them remarked that their adventure was too similar to their character fates on the show, with one of the brothers in a casino with God. The actor that played him was currently in a casino safe and sound.