Hi! I wish you would write a fic where the reader is an immortal being who befriends and protects the Winchesters…even going toe to toe with Billie the reaper at one point.
Requested by anonymous
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If archangels couldn’t be killed and had no celestial powers, they’d be the equivalent of you.
That’s right, an immortal-being.
You’d been around since God first created humans, and you would be until the end of humans. Adam and Eve were always said to be the first, but religion got that wrong.
You were the first human made.
Your lifespan was eternal and God couldn’t have all humans like that, not with the size of Earth and the ability to reproduce. So he perfected his formula based on the first mistake he made.
You became close friends with the angels, and archangels especially. They took you under their actual wings even though you lacked them.
Life was perfect for the angels, humans, and you. But God didn’t think so.
Soon after God created humans, he created monsters.
At that time, you had left the safety of your angelic friends to live a normal life, but instead found yourself facing the dangers of God’s newest creations.
For a while, the creatures wreaked havoc on humanity.
As the first monsters roamed the planet all those years ago, you knew what you had to do.
You became the first hunter.
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It felt like millenia ago, those times, which they probably were. You never kept track anymore. Time moved by quickly for you, and your immortailty only brought pain.
Many reapers tried for your life, and many demons tried for your soul.
None succeeded.
You invented the art of hunting. You kept lists of new hunters and even aided them, although they had no idea who they were working with.
That was the rule you lived by; help them, but don’t get close enough for them to learn who you are.
That rule certainly changed once you met the Winchesters. You never thought you’d get attached.
If you heard yourself say that now, you’d laugh in your own face.
Sam and Dean became your friends, almost brothers to you. You lived under their roof without any complications.
That was until Castiel showed up.
Of course you knew him. You always used to mess with him, aided by Gabriel, up in Heaven.
But now he was here. And your secret was soon to be out. What would the boys think?
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