Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2014 03:18:50 -0800 (PST)
From: Liam Pendrich <liampendrich@yahoo.com>
Subject: Supernatural Heritage-1

Do not read this if you are not of legal age and or this illegal where you
are at. This contains homosexual relationships and it will be treated as
such. This is a Supernatural story. I hope you enjoy it. I'm the writer and
I will write as I wish.

It starts off a little slow, but bear with me.

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Supernatural Heritage-1

It's dark, so very dark. I could feel the damp moisture and lack of air
closing on my faster and faster. I felt wood in front of me. I began to
hyperventilate at first, but calmed. Broken images flooded my head of my
being violent. I punched the wood over and over again, trying to regain
some of the violence.

I felt my knuckles bleed as the wood broke and dirt fell on my face. I had
my eyes closed so that the dirt wouldn't hurt me. I began to dig up,
pushing the dirt out of my way as I made a desperate attempt to live.  When
my hand finally made a breach I could feel the wet and cold air of the
surface. The damp grass as I plunged my fingers into the ground to drag
myself up.

I let out a gasp as soon as I was free and pulled myself out of the
whole. I laid on the ground on my stomach until I had this strange feeling
in my chest. I rolled over and noticed a beautiful red light glowing from
within my chest. It traveled all over my body and swallowed me whole. I
gasped at the feeling of warmth. Noticing the scare over where my heart is.

I laid there for a few minutes before I got up and slowly began walking
down a dusty old road. It was dark, but I could see a familiar old bar in
the distance. It was surrounded by cars, trucks, even a few semis. I heard
a loud rumble as an black impala drove up the other road and parked in the
dirt parking lot. Two guys exited the vehicle and entered the bar in a
brooding style.

I sighed before pushing the door open and entering the bar, not sure what
to expect. The music stopped and a familiar woman gasped, dropping bottles
on the floor in surprise of seeing me. Everyone looked at me as I looked
back. I didn't understand, what was going on? Why do I feel like something
was wrong with me being here?

The familiar older woman stepped out from behind the bar with tears
flooding her eyes.

"Everybody out of my bar!!" The woman yelled with shaky emotions. The two
guys went behind her as if to give her support and comfort.

"Y-you can't be real. You're dead." The woman said bitterly with a clenched
jaw.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." I said shaky and nervous. I was
so confused, but I had to press on. I needed to know who these people were
so I can figure out something to do.

"I'll kill you, son of a bitch!!" The woman yelled at me as she pulled a
silver knife from behind the bar. It was like time slowed as she ran at
me. It was...just instinct. I spun, grabbing her hand twisting it a little
to cause her to drop the knife. I kicked it across the room and threw her
off me.

This seemed to fire everyone up. I was surprised when the two guys charged
me. I put my hands up in defense and watched in surprised as the red energy
returned and projected out my hands. The two large guys were just as
shocked as I was at what just happened. I looked at my chest to see the
glowing red light that came from my...heart? The two guys got up from the
floor with a huff.

"Cristo!" This weird looking guy with a mullet yelled. They looked and
waited for something, but whatever it was didn't seem to happen.

"He's not possessed!" The mullet guy yelled.

"He can't be. No demon...or anything that I can think of for that matter."
The shorter guy said in a sexy rough voice.

"What about a shape shifter?" The older woman asked grabbing my arms and
pulling my skin a little too rough.

"Easy. I just came back from the dead. Last I need is my skin falling off
like a leper." I said as she stared in surprise.

"You're real,"

"Yeah,"

"Alive,"

"Yeah,"

"My baby!" She said hugging me tightly. Something about the way she hugged
me, it felt right.

"Your baby?" A young blond girl asked crossing her arms.

"I-uh, yeah. This is you're baby brother. Your twin." The older woman said
as she walked to the blond and sat her down next to her on a bench.

"What? Why didn't I know about him??" The blond asked confused and a bit
bitter.

"Because a demon stole him after you both were born. We thought we would
never find him. Then one day...we do. You were at college during the
time. He was being used as a meat suit...I killed him and didn't see the
point of anyone knowing. Now...I regret it all. Now, I have a second
chance. With both my kids." She said with a sad smile.

"I can't believe you lied to me." The blond girl said removing her hands
from her...or our mother.

"Jo, your mother had her reasons for doing what she did." The shorter guy
said.

"Dean...just leave me alone!" Jo said storming out of the bar slamming the
door.

"Jo!" Dean called about to chase after her, but was stopped by the older
woman.

"Dean, let her be. Sam, I want you to research any possibilities of how he
was brought back." The woman said the...Sam and Dean.

"Alright. Ellen, are you going to be okay?" Sam asked concerned.

"I'll be just fine." She said before turning to me.

"You. You need to take a shower, Ash will take you. Then meet me here when
you're finished." Ellen, mom said.

"O-okay, thanks." I said as Ash led the way to the bathroom and gave me a
towel and some clothes.

"Ellen's been through a lot. If you wind up being a monster or demon or
whatever, you best believe that Sam, Dean, and I will kill you." Ash said
pulling a knife to my neck.

"Be careful who you threaten. I don't take kindly to threats and insults."
I said angrily and watched in surprised as my chest lit up again and the
blade melted.

"Leave me alone, Ash." I said walking into the bathroom, slamming the door
in Ash's face.

The feeling of the hot water hitting my skin felt so good. I sighed in
bliss of the warmth that filled me. I grabbed the soap and rubbed it on my
skin and lathered up my body. I noticed how lean I was, muscles hidden
under baby fat. I washed my natural wavy vibrant scarlet red hair that
reached my back. I supposedly been dead for a year or two.

I looked at the mirror and first noticed my perfect pearly white smile. My
eyes are so beautiful...lime green. My lips were bigger plump and naturally
reddish pink. My skin is creamy and lightly tanned. I was lean with soft
skin almost baby like with a hint of muscle. I had the cutest little slope
nose and this round scruptious trimmed bubblicious ass.

Then another thing struck me as odd. I didn't have any scars that I
received in my other life. I had a huge scar on my stomach from being
beaten in high school. Now I don't have any scars, my skin's perfect now. I
don't know how I was brought back, but I have to remember to thank whoever
did it.

A knock at the door distracted me from checking myself out. I grabbed the
tight jeans and put them on them on quickly, and opened the door to see
Sam.

"Sorry. I-uh, need to use the bathroom." Sam said nervously with a slight
blush that snaked it's way onto his adorable face. Then I realized I was
half naked, which caused me to blush. I quickly put on the white METALLICA
shirt that was too big for my slender body.

"Sure. I finished changing. I'm sorry about the...energy projection
thing. I don't know how to use my powers or whatever it is." I said rubbing
the back of my neck nervously.

"Don't worry about it. I did provoke you." Sam said with a shy smile
showing off his adorably sexy dimples.

"I'll just be going." I said awkwardly before leaving. Wow, smooth
Zayne. What am I even thinking....he's as straight as an arrow.

I walked upstairs to bar, but stopped when I heard Ash talking about me.

"He's not normal. The red light...it looks like it's coming from his
heart. He tossed Sam and Dean at the wall without touching them. He even
melted my favorite blade, Ellen." Ash said in a sort of shouting whisper.

"Be that as it may, he's my son. This may be my only chance to be his
mother." Ellen said wiping the counter down.

"Ellen. I'm just trying to look out for you and Jo. We don't need any more
surprises." Ash said taking a drink of his beer. I didn't see the point in
hiding so I walked forward and sat down next to Jo who was eating some
peanuts with Dean. She glanced at me, offering an uneasy but welcoming
smile.

"Listen, peaches. I know it's a bit late for this...but I didn't catch your
name." Ellen, er mom said with her country twang.

"Zayne Lockheart." I said remembering what I was called in my last life.

"Zayne," Ellen said with a smile. "A beautiful name."

"Thanks, Ellen..." "Now listen here, mister. I may not have been able to
raise you, but you're still my baby. It's mom to you." Ellen said firmly
handing me a beer.

"I don't drink." I said giving it to Sam who sat next to me, offering a shy
smile.

"You came back from the dead...you can do whatever you want." Jo said
offering an encouraging smile.

"Actually. I'm really hungry." I said to which Ash jumped up and grabbed a
pistol.

"He's a zombie!" Ash yelled before Sam grabbed the pistol out of Ash's hand
and pistol whipped Ash.

"Ash, I have never had a problem with you before. But, if you ever try to
hurt Zayne again I will kill you." Sam said angrily pulling Ash off his
feet and tossing him onto the pool table.

"Knock it off, all of you." Mom said as she separated Sam and Ash. Ash
huffed annoyed walking away and into his room with a slam.

"I think it's about time we go." Dean said

"We got that ghost to put to rest." Dean said with an awkward smirk to us
as he flashed a manilla folder and winked at Jo.

"Right, bye boys." Mom said with a small smile.

I watched them leave, this sad feeling filled my chest as Sam left. I don't
even know him and I am already hooked. Mom put a hand on my shoulder and
kissed my hair as she began to walk down stairs.

"Jo will show you where you'll be staying." Mom said as she walked away
tiredly.

"Alright, come on." Jo said annoyed.

"What's with the folder Dean had?" I asked her curious about all this
hunter stuff.

"Just my first case ever that I put together myself. Mom won't let me be a
hunter, so Sam and Dean took it as a favor to my mother." Jo said with a
huff, she led me to a small room with a bed and jumped in it.

"This is where you'll be sleeping. It was a guest room, now it's yours."
She laid there watching the ceiling and I sat next to her.

"Oh, wow! I forgot what a bed felt like...it's like a cloud." I said
moaning as I rubbed the cushions. I kept having naughty thoughts about my
bed....like making love to the motha'...and giving my pillow some good
head. Lol. I heard Jo giggle at my dramatic actions.

"So what's a hunter?" I asked her trying to understand this all and what my
part in this all was. If I died...why did someone bring me back? Who would
do it? How did they do it? What is the red light in my chest?

"A hunter is a person who hunts the supernatural. Kills it. Ghosts,
monsters, and demons. We come from a line of hunters. Our dad was one and
so was mom...she gave up the life after dad died." Jo said with a sigh as
she flicked her hair out of her face.

"Who's Sam and Dean?" I asked really curious about Sam, mostly. I had the
hots for him and I've just met him.

"John Winchester's boys. John died a few weeks back, it's been hard on
them. Truthfully I just met them about a week ago." Jo said rolling on to
her stomach.

"So...I know you just woke up from the dead, not even 24 hours ago." Jo
started kicking her legs back and forth.

"Yes?" I asked knowing it was going to get personal.

"Are you gay? I mean...the way you eyed Sam up." Jo said blushing.

"Yeah. I am...I'm not afraid to say it. I was open with my sexuality before
my death and I'm not going to stop know." I said with a smirk but cringed
when Jo let out an excited squeal.

"I always wanted a gay brother. So do you remember anything about your
life, or being possessed?" Jo asked as she crawled onto my back and laid on
me in a sisterly way.

"I remember being gay. I remember....I used to get picked on, and even got
into fights for being gay. That's what surprised me when I woke up....no
scars. I remember being extremely violent towards people who hurt me. I
remember when the demon possessed me...I was on a date. It snaked into me
as I used the bathroom. Bad news for my date who came into the bathroom for
nookie...I killed him. Or the demon did. While I screamed in my head but
the thing just laughed and told me to shut up." I said yawning as I began
to fall asleep.

"Goodnight little brother." Jo said as I felt her get off me and heard her
close the door.

As I slept something I only remember ever happening occurred. I dreamt. My
dream started off with me walking down a hall it was hot and dry, this odd
smell filled the hall. It was dark and dimly lit. A finally reached a door
on a stone wall that looked like it belonged in a crypt. When I turned the
door knob and opened the door I was surprised as everything was different
from the hall that I just walked through. It was a very well designed
office, modern yet a slight...classical taste to it.

"Can I get you anything?" A familiar voice said from behind the chair.

"I-I'm alright. I just want to know where I'm at and how to get out." I
said as I sat down on one of the chairs facing the desk.

"Get out?" The voice said as the person turned the chair revealing Sam who
looked unbelievably sexy and dashing in his white tuxedo.  He smiled at me
with this warm look on his face.

"S-Sam? Where are we??" I asked confused at what was going on.

"Sam? Oh, that's right. You were resurrected by the big man himself. You
don't remember being here." Sam said getting out of his chair and offering
his hand to me.

I grabbed it and he helped me up chivalrously. He rubbed my face with his
hand. I smiled at his look of love towards me. He kissed me deeply.

"I'm Lucifer, remember. Maybe not...being resurrected is a tough
process. Most of the time things will be forgotten. It's okay, my love. You
will remember in time." Sam..er..Lucifer said. (Samifer?)

"Lucifer? As in the angel that God loved more than all?" I asked as Samifer
smirked and kissed my forehead.

"Up until the birth of Man, yes." Samifer said.

"Until?" I asked not remembering anything.

"He gave all of us a simple request. Love mankind more than Him." Samifer
said as he sat on the desk and patted for me to sit next to him.

"Something I couldn't do. I couldn't love any of you murderous filthy
beasts." Samifer said with anger.

"Until you...I saw you. I had to have you. I fell inlove with your
perfection...your flaws. You're so loving. Even through all your training
you only fought to protect others and not yourself.  You forgive even the
most evil of deeds. You harbor no resentment against the bastards who beat
you in your life. For something you couldn't control. I can't wait for the
day that they finally come to my realm...I'll be sure to 'entertain' them."
Samifer said kissing me again.

I watched as he tossed everything on the ground and grabbed my leg. I could
feel myself blush as he wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed me
deeply. His tongue wasted no time entering my mouth and started to battle
with my own. This felt so familiar, it felt wrong though.  It's like I
wanted this and I've had IT before, but now that I know the real Sam...it's
just wrong.

"I can't do this. It's not right. " I said trying to push him off of me. He
could see my attempt but just laughed at my attempt.

"But you have. We have. Several of times, my love. Despite whether it's
right or not, it's for us to decide." Samifer said trailing kisses on my
chest up to my neck and to my jaw.

"Lucifer, stop...." I said waking up from my very sexual dream.

"Lucifer? Who's Lucifer?" I heard my mom ask from where she sat beside me.

"Whoa!" I yelled freaked out falling off the other side of the bed.

"Relax, peaches. It's me." Ellen said helping me off the floor.

"Sorry. I just had this really freaked dream that Lucifer was making love
to me. Or was trying to." I said with a huff.

"You're gay?" Ellen asked surprised.

"Yeah, so. I like the dick. Grow up." I said putting on some socks and
steel toe boots and walking out of my room.

"Excuse me, mister. I may not have raised you, but I am still your
mother. When were you planning on telling me that you were gay?" Ellen
asked with her hands on her hips.

"Uh, never. I'm not ashamed of being gay. Besides it's not like I was going
to string up a long list of drunken guys who I screw because of one beer
too many." I said rather loudly just now noticing how busy Harvelle's Bar
was right now.

I noticed all of the hunters and innocent civilains all over who were
watching us awkwardly trying to pretend that they weren't, however we were
rather loud in a quiet bar so that made any chance of them not being
exposed to our fight an impossibility.

"Go back to your drinking." I said to the crowd annoyed at being aired out
on accident.

"So why did you wake me up exactly?" I asked going behind the bar and
sitting on the barstool to hide myself from all the people who were
stealing glances at me. I'm not ashamed, but I get nervous whe people stare
at me.

"Because I need you to do me a favor. I need you to go to Las Vegas and
find your sister. She has taken it upon herself to try and show how
independent she really is." Ellen said handing a hunter a beer.

It's funny how only innocent civilains are capable of buying the top shelf
booze. Hunters aren't rich, but can come by some money...only to use it for
gas, food, motels, women, and booze.

"Jo's gone? Wow. I-I'm not a hunter. I never hunted. I wouldn't know the
first thing of tracking her down." I said nervously.

"I know, but Ash is and can help with that." Ellen said handing more beers
out.

"How about you or Ash do that and I stay behind and maintain the bar." I
said to Ellen which caused her to laugh.

"I wouldn't leave you with the bar. Not that I don't trust you, it's just
that there are a lot of things that can happen and I can't protect you from
them while I'm tracking down Jo." Ellen said wiping down the bar.

"I can defend myself. Being a gay boy has it's perks. My parents wanted me
to be safe so they had me training from an early age in the most hardcore
stuff that you'd probably never even heard of." I said to her seriously.

"Yeah," Ash said with a laugh, "Fairy Boy Jujitsu 101."  "Shut your cake
hole and back to work." Ellen said tossing a wet rag at Ash's face.

"Seriously? You know how to fight?" Ellen asked me.

"Yes. Taekwondo, Capoeira, Muay Thai, Ninjutsu, and the most dangerous
fighting style in the world, Krav Maga. I'm completely trained to kill. I
can kill anyone with a twig." I said confidentially.

"You're kidding right?" Ellen asked rolling her eyes not believing me.

"No, really.  I just forgot because of my memories being scrambled, but I
DO remember fighting and all my studies." I said grabbing a beer and
handing it to an annoying and drunk hunter.

"This ain't what I wanted faggot-boy!" The drunk hunter yelled to me as it
all slowed down. I flipped over the bar and grabbed the bottle of beer mid
air, holding the tip at his throat as he gasped in fear of what I might do.

"See what I mean?" I asked Ellen who looked bewildered and surprised as
shit.

"I think you've had enough." I said to drunken hunter who just nodded
terrified and ran out of the bar. Wow, he's a hunter? Wimp. "Wait a minute,
He's drunk what does he care what he drinks?" I asked out loud.

"A regular beer after drinking the heavy stuff is like drinking coffee."
His buddy said amused.

"Oh." I said surprised at the information.

"Okay. I'll try to find, Jo." I said to Ellen before walking to Ash's room
and knocking on the door.

"Ash, despite what you may feel towards me. I need your help to find Jo." I
said to Ash looked at me funny.

"Don't tell Ellen, but she's not in Las Vegas. She's actually with Sam and
Dean in Philadelphia." Ash said with a sigh.

"Give me the address and I'll drag my older sister's ass back here and
won't say anything to my mom." I said to him crossing my arms.

"Alright, here." He said digging into his drawer's secret
compartment. Handing me a piece of paper.

"She's checking out this apartment. I won't tell her you're coming to keep
them from trying to run. I'll even mark you up a ticket." Ash said as he
started to type things into a weird looking laptop with wires all over it.

"Just go there and ask for a ticket for Ashwood. They won't ask
questions. One more thing...I'll even make it look like you went to Las
Vegas, but no accepting calls from anyone. It might be Ellen." Ash said
worried.

"Ash, relax. I don't even have a phone." I said with my hands on my hips.

"Okay, let's get you to the airport." Ash said as he walked out of the
room. I followed him to Ellen who was talking to some hunters who were
playing pool.

"Alright, Ash is going to take me to the airport.  I'll be back in a few
days. I guess." I said to Ellen who sigh with worry.

"One more thing." Ellen said before running down the stairs. She came back
with a denim jacket.

"This is for you. A gift...I scored it off a hunter one time during a poker
game. It didn't fit me, so hopefully it'll fit you." Ellen said as she
handed it to me and watched me put it on.

"Perfect fit." I said to her with a smile and a hug.

"I'll be okay, Mom. I'll bring her back." I said as I headed out the door
with Ash and into his pickup truck.

"It's gonna be a few hours. Night before we get to the airport. Get some
sleep." Ash said with a smile as I realized I slept through most of the day
because it was getting dark already as we been on the road.

I'm coming to get you, Sam. Why am I only thinking about Sam? He's probably
straight and was only being nice to me.

'I'm such a loser' Was all I thought on the drive to the airport, with
"Loser" by Beck playing on the radio.

(Here's the first chapter. Author's note: Please realize I'm a very busy
person, but love writing. I spend a few days trying to write this stuff and
to make it acceptable. Please note that I try and am not the world's
greatest author and I am not always sure what to write or how to write
certain stuff. I'm doing my best for my first ever attempt to actually put
something out for people to read. So bear with me. Anways thanks for
reading and I love ya bunches for even clicking on the story. Even more if
you read it twice cause you liked it.  I won't always make chapters that
you'll like because stuff happens and I may lose my muse once in
awhile....and I'm ranting. Anyways, THANK YOU & BYE.)