A totally unauthorized fan fic of Supernatural by John Ringo
"If Amazons ever figure out how to shoot, the world is over," Dean said, wiping blood out of his eyes. For some reason, he using the hand which held a knife, thus putting his entire face in danger of being cut off. Like usual. It was a Hunter thing.
With Castiel on the run from a legion of de-graced and very angry angels, Kevin among the missing, again, Bobby dead, Garth MIA and the world generally in its usual state of total insanity, Sam and Dean were back to doing what hunters do best: Not saving the world one destroyed monster at a time.
Or, in this case, twenty-five.
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