Supernatural Gamers Might
"My name is Adrian Winchester however that was not always my name I was once Issac Smith but then the day came that I was killed in a mugging gone wrong but fortunately for me a certain deity was passing by, my story starts here…"
"Great just damn perfect, Why did that mugger target me?!" I demanded.
You were not intended to die today Issac smith, the mugger simply needed money for his daughters operation, had you not struggled and simply given him your wallet you would have lived. A voice said.
"Of course I fought back. I worked hard for that bonus! If I had known he needed money I may have helped him but he didn't need to shoot me!" I complained.
Well Fortunately for you your life does not end today, you may call me Izanami, I am one of the gods in charge of something known as the Gamer system. I Trust you are familiar?" The being now know as Izanami asked.
"Who isn't but why me?" I asked.
Its not my call trust me. I was voting for the attractive model who passed away from a heart attack but I was overruled. Izanami said solemnly.
"Well fuck you too!" I said.
Well now perhaps you could be fun, not many have the guts to disrespect a being who could simply send you to eternal torment! Izanami chuckled.
"Where am I being sent?" I asked.
A world you should be familiar with, after all you were an actor for one of the seasons. Izanami replied.
"Wait a minute the only show I acted on was Supernatural and I was killed off at the end of season nine!" I said.
You also just answered your own question. Izanami deadpanned.
"Is there anywhere else you can send me?" I begged.
There is one other option but I would not recommend it. Izanami said slyly.
"What is it?" I asked eagerly.
I got a image in my head of a place filled with brimstone and fire and I swallowed nervously..
"Never mind Supernatural works." I said quickly.
That's what I thought. Izanami said sarcastically.
Plus one intelligence for realizing whos in charge.
"Do I get any starting options?" I asked hopefully.
Only in regards to your class and background, your race is prechosen and can only change through in game actions, though perks are also available. Izanami explained.
"What are my background and class options Izanami?" I asked warily.
Background choices are family, Choose from the following
Colt you are the last surviving descendant of the hunter Samuel colt and hence the heir to his legacy starting bonuses for this background are plus 3 to Intelligence and immediate advanced rank in both gunsmith and shooting.
Winchester The Illegitimate younger half brother to Dean and Sam Winchester, This name has power as many monsters will fear you but do not take that for fear of attack. You are a potential vessel for The archangels Michael and Lucifer and bonuses for this background are plus 5 to strength, wisdom and an immediate novice rank in shooting as well as access to a handgun or dagger of choice.
Harvelle The sibling to Joe harvelle you struggle with authority due to not being able to hunt but you are close with your sister.
As for classes you can choose Between
Natural witch Harness the arcane arts and bend them to your whim, powerful users can stun or harm even the strongest beings. Able to use magic immediately
Studious Researcher extraordinaire you have no issue finding monsters to hunt.
Finally divine heritage You have the blood of a pagan god in your veins, distantly.
So what will It be Issac. Izanami asked.
I think I choose Winchester and natural witch." I said firmly.
Are you certain once chosen class and background can not change. Izanami warned.
"Yeah I am sure." I said.
Choice locked in, now select your first name for your new life. Izanami instructed.
"Adrian." I said.
Enjoy your new life Adrian Winchester, do not disappoint.
My vision faded to black and I knew no more.
I awoke to a rush of memories, my mother a women named Alexis Tanner who I got my magic from and my father John Winchester looking down at me when I was an infant..
"Alexis promise you wont raise Adrian in the hunting life, I already got two kids who I never wanted to be hunters who joined this life after Mary's death." John asked.
"John you know I cant promise that, I'm a witch, there's always a chance a monster will find me." Alexis protested.
"Well then teach him about whats out there but don't actively teach him, you can do that right?" John asked.
"That depends is this gonna bite me in the ass?" Alexis asked.
Johns eyes narrowed and he said "it shouldn't. the demon who killed Mary is going to be dead soon and I will make sure of it."
"Please save it John, I know your penchant for revenge and I keep telling you that any demon courageous enough to kill Mary Campbell is high up in hells hierarchy and too strong for you to deal with!" Alexis scoffed.
"Not for long, I'm trying to track down the colt." John said.
"The colt? The gun said to be able to kill anything? Its been lost for a hundred and fifty years." Alexis stated.
"I have a lead on it, my old pal Daniel Elkins has been real reclusive as of late, and I think he may have it." John stated.
"And if he doesn't?" Alexis questioned.
"Then he knows who does. I hope this isn't the last we see each other Alexis.
With that he left and little did my mother know that would be the last she would ever see John Winchester because she was killed by Rowena McLeod thirteen years later out of a petty grudge and this is where my new story begins…
Seventeenth birthday…
I was currently on a hunt in Cheyenne Wyoming, three people have been brutally dismembered in little under fourteen hours. My suspect list was rather short, I believed it was either a Wendigo due to the fact that two Vic's disappeared while camping or a werewolf because of the full moon having been up for two days..
I knew full well I wasn't passing for FBI so my Alias was a journalism student at the community college who was investigating the deaths. If only I knew that my new brothers were also in town investigating and we were soon to cross paths…
Across town with Sam and Dean…
"I'm telling you Sammy all the signs are pointing to a Wendigo! Two hundred fifty years ago this was Cherokee Indian land and there were a lot of deaths back then. Most of em cannibalism." Dean insisted.
"Okay so assuming you're right which judging by the past two nights of the full moon I doubt sincerely you are, how do you kill a Wendigo?" Sam asked.
"Fire. We torch the sucker." Dean answered.
Back with Adrian…
"Tell me again what you saw ." I said gently.
"How many times do I have to say it. It was six feet tall with rotting flesh and razor sharp teeth, I know what it was, it was a tribal beast like my ancestors spoke of!
"Well that narrows it down to two, a Wendigo or a cucuy and given that the kidneys weren't missing I knew my monster.
"System list my spells." I commanded silently.
Spells
RIvulus set the target aflame
lóstrego arcano fires magical lightning sending the enemy flying.
Manete paralyzes the opponent.
I Knew what I had to do and I had a Wendigo to hunt…
"It was the dead of night and I began to pick the lock on my brothers hotel room, unfortunately for me lock-picking was a weakness of mine in this life and I had broken two bobby pins when I heard the click of a guns hammer behind me…
"Stand up slowly and turn around with your hands raised or you'll have a bullet in your head before you can blink kid." Said a sandy haired blue eyed man. Sam Winchester…
"I mean neither you nor Dean any harm." I said.
In hindsight that may not have been my brightest idea because I ended up tied to a chair in a devils trap…
"Alright lets try this one more time kid. Who are you working for and why would you make a demon deal?" Dean asked.
"Dude you splashed me with holy water and started an exorcism, I am not a demon!" I said forcefully.
"What are you then because the only things that would know us by look alone are family or a supernatural!" Sam demanded.
"What happens if I'm both?" I asked.
"Both what? Family and supernatural?" That depends if you've killed people but you cant be family!" Dean scoffed.
"My names Adrian Winchester, My mother was Alexis Tanner and my father is John Winchester, I'm here in town hunting a Wendigo!" I insisted.
"Thats impossible!" Dean shouted.
"Dean hold it." Sam said.
He turned to me and asked "You said Alexis Tanner was your mother?"
"Yeah, she uh died two years ago. Killed by another witch due to a petty grudge." I replied.
"Dean hes not lying. Dad listed an Alexis Tanner in his contacts in his journal." Sam said.
"So this witch really is our half brother?" Dean asked.
"Hello? This witch has a name ya know!" I protested.
"Kid." Dean started before stopping himself and saying "Adrian you said this was definitely a Wendigo?"
"Yep, all the witnesses I interviewed said the same thing, near six feet tall, rotting flesh, and razor sharp teeth. So its either el cucuy which is only found in Mexico and given the fact the kidneys aint missing that leaves the tribal Wendigo." I explained.
"Shit kid you know your stuff!" Dean said impressed.
"Well its either that or I die fighting monsters." I snarked.
"Oh that's fucking rich! Yeah you're definitely a Winchester!" Dean cackled.
"What you thought I was lying?" I snarked.
"More like we thought you were a shifter or a ghoul." Sam replied.
"You know you'd think the SOLID SILVER Pentacle around my neck would tell you otherwise!" I snapped.
"Looking a bit closer how the shit did we not notice that?" Dean asked.
"Well you I would understand Dean considering you're slow but Sam?" I snarked.
"HA!" Sam laughed at the same time Dean protested "HEY!"
"Now can you kindly get these ropes off me?" I asked politely.
"Real quick have you killed before Adrian?" Sam asked.
"Lemme ask you a question in return Sam. I am a witch who has despite being a kid has had grown men try to kill me add that to the fact that I worship the old gods with a passion so what do you think?" I said.
"So our brothers not only a witch but a pagan, great! Dads gonna have a heart attack." Dean remarked.
"Really cause uh last I knew that bastard was missing!" I said.
"Anyone ever tell you how bad your mouth is Kiddo?" Sam asked.
"On multiple occasions, hasn't stopped me yet!" I remarked.
My elder brothers looked at each other and said five words "Hes a Winchester all right!"
"I am only gonna ask one more time let me out of THESE FUCKING ROPES!" I shouted.
"Shit sorry kid!" Dean exclaimed.
As my brothers untied me I rubbed my wrists where the rope had chafed them and exclaimed "Thank you now if you don't mind I was hunting a wendigo!"
"You think you can kill it on your own?" Sam asked.
"Wouldnt be the toughest thing I killed." I said.
"What is?" Dean questioned.
"The son of a bitch crossroads demon who tried to steal my motorcycle two months ago, bastard almost ripped my arm off!" I retorted.
Sam looked at me with his jaw dropped and asked "You actually killed a demon."
"Yeah? It aint that hard if you got either magic or a few select weapons which I have a few of." I said.
"What kind of weapon kills a demon cause we been looking for one for years!" Dean demanded.
"Oh I am well aware, my mother wouldn't stop going on and on about John Winchester and his suicidal mission to kill Azazel." I said
"Azazel? That the yellow eyed demons name?" Sam asked.
"Well hes one of only four yellow eyed demons out there and the other three aint been seen or heard from in centuries so yeah that's my guess." I answered.
"Can you kill him if we summon him?" Dean questioned.
"You're basically asking me to commit suicide by doing that so hell no I aint gonna be that stupid." I scoffed.
"He killed mom." Dean Growled.
"Okay, no he killed YOUR mother, my mother was killed by a vindictive redhead witch who the minute I see her shes gonna blasted." I growled back.
"Alright boys lets calm it down a notch! " A new voice entered the fray…
