Supernatural: Outer Beings


"I don't want to hear it." Crystal Foren said.

Her husband, Eric Foren, sat in front of her and a computer screen. He was trying to tell her about the weird things going on in the house. He had managed to capture doors closing and shadows, but nothing significant. His daughter was six and she had begun talking to herself months ago. This was also when the activity in his house began. This all coincided with the birth of his son.

"Cryssie, something bad is going on here." Eric said.

"You're insane. There is no such thing as a ghost." Crystal frowned, "This isn't some movie..."

"True but there is some Paranormal Activity shit going on." Eric said angrily, "You've seen it with your own eyes."

"So, what do we do?" Crystal asked.

Suddenly, the computer screen went blank and the door slammed behind them.

"What is going on?" Crystal asked.

Suddenly, the door exploded off its hinges and fell to the floor. A figure stood in the doorway as Crystal began screaming.

"Who are you? What do you want?!" Eric screamed.

"Name is...Well, still figuring that out." I said, "And I'm here to help."

Chapter 51: Remade


I stood at the window. Reid sat behind me, looking through files. We were looking at a family whose husband thought their house was haunted. He had been a great friend through this. And by this, I meant the full realization of what I was. I wasn't just a guy anymore, neither was I just a witch. I wasn't missing my soul and I wasn't just some hunter. I was a demi-god. Though I couldn't die easily, it took a lot to kill me. More than any of us knew, including Nattie. I hadn't heard from Castiel or the Winchesters in a while. Bobby hadn't called either. I figured they needed some time to themselves after defeating Castiel. I assumed he was dead. I had my own problems.

"What are you looking at?" Reid asked.

I turned to see him looking up from the files, "I can feel evil." I frowned, "It's big and it's out there."

"Hasn't it always been?" Reid asked.

"Never seemed like it. Not even after I learned what was out there." I frowned, "Anything on the family? Irilia said that the haunting on this house was bad."

Irilia was a resident psychic, from whom I found out about this family. She was really good. She also was unsure about the haunting. All she knew that it was strong. She had been cut-up by the ghost.

"Are you okay?" Reid asked, "I mean, the death of your angel friend and you haven't talked to your hunter friends..."

"I can't exactly feel that the world is okay. It feels more dangerous than it had before." I said, "The world, I mean. It's not enough that I'll never have children or get married...Chances are that I'll outlive everything and everyone I love. I've come to terms with that over these last few months. But to live in an even more treacherous world than I already do..."

"Even if you could rule it?" Reid asked.

"Even if I could destroy it." I frowned.

Reid smiled at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You have power, so much power, but you refuse to use it in any harmful way." Reid smiled, "That's the last part of your history."

I looked to him again, "There's more history?" I asked.

"You refused to use your powers to rule. You were stripped and reborn for it." Reid explained.

"By who?" I asked.

"That's where the history books stop. Nothing is known past that." Reid said.

"I refused?"I asked.

"At the last moment, you found humanity. That's why we follow you." Reid said.

"You really shouldn't." I said, "I don't remember any of that. I don't remember the monster I used to be. I did, once, remember but it was a second and then it was gone."

Reid looked at me, worried.

"You allow me to live in your house and you protect me. You're teaching me and...why are you doing this?" I asked.

"I serve you."

"No, you don't." I said quickly.

"I should." Reid said, "My family believed in you."

"And you don't."

"I don't believe the bad stuff, not anymore." Reid said, "You're human, more human than some people."

"That's because I am human." I said quickly.

Reid looked sympathetic, "I didn't mean it like...I meant'd never know that you were a powerful deity. You're everything a deity shouldn't be." He smiled.

I smiled to him. We got caught in each other's eye for a second. I was the first to look away.

"It's only a matter of time before I have to call you my friend." I said.

Reid chuckled, "You say it like it's a bad thing." He smiled.

"My friends die." I frowned.

Reid, again, looked at me with sympathy.

"Now I know why." I chuckled.

"Nattie's brother, John?" Reid asked.

He'd never asked about John before. I don't know if it was out of fear or respect. I hadn't told him everything, there wasn't enough time to. I was surprised that Nattie had told him. It was a sore spot for both of us. Reid had been very hospitable and nice and I found myself oddly attracted to him. I was honest with myself now. Sam wasn't an option, neither was Castiel. Dean was never an option, but that was okay because he was my friend before that. No one was disputing the obvious.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." Reid said.

"I just...never have before." I said quickly, "He best friend."

"Just your best friend?"

"At first. The night he told me he loved me, he died."

"I'm sorry." Reid said, "I didn't know."

"I've never really talked about it." I smiled.

"I'm honored that I was the one you could tell." Reid smiled.

"You should be." I smiled.

Reid smiled. Before either of us could say anything else, the door opened and Rose entered the room with groceries. She usually stayed pretty far away from me emotionally. Fear, no doubt. I wasn't so surprised. I killed her daughter's boyfriend and nearly her daughter. I wasn't myself though...or maybe I was more myself. I couldn't get my mind and heart agree on which one of these people were me. The fact that the other wasn't a person. It racked my mind and intensely confused me at times. My history wasn't the usual story. I'd refused to do what the others had done.

"What are you two up to?" Rose asked.

"Regaling each other with war wounds." Reid smiled, "Where've you been and when did you get a key?"

"Shopping, I thought that would be obvious." Rose smirked, "


I walked over to the startled couple and stopped. Something was in the room with us. Something had tried to keep me out and away from this family. Luckily for me, I was a total bad-ass. Whatever it was, a demon, I guessed, was watching us. It was malevolent and strong. The couple was looking at me, scared for their lives.

"I'm here to help."

"Help?" Crystal asked.

"Weird things happening here? I can feel it." I said quickly, "It's not normal. Those doors closing and the flickering lights and electricity...the scratches."

"How'd you know about Linda's scratches?" Eric asked.

"Linda? The little girl?" I asked.


"Is there anywhere you can go?" I asked.

"What? What are you talking about?" Eric asked, "We can't just leave you in our house."

"You either leave this house or you stay and die." I said, "It's not a threat. It's a promise."

They looked between each other, trying to figure me out.

"My friend is upstairs getting the kids. You have to leave this place." I frowned.

I walked back to the hallway, the two parents at my heels. As we got to the stairs, Reid came tumbling down the stairs! Linda, the little girl, came running down with the baby. Crystal took the baby and Eric grabbed Linda and they exited the house quickly.

I walked over and helped Reid up, "So, there's definitely something in the house." I said.

"Oh, I was unsure." Reid groaned.

"It doesn't feel like a spirit. Not a ghost." I frowned, "It feels...evil."

"You should trust your instincts." Reid said, "The question is how we're going to get it out of here."

"We don't know anything about it." I frowned, "We need more information. We need to find anything that can tell us what we're dealing with."


"Markings. This isn't the run-of-the-mill haunting." I said.

"Is it still here?" Reid asked, looking around.

I looked around, "No. No, it's not here." I frowned, "It's totally not here."

"What do you mean? How could..."

"It's attached to someone." I said, "What were you doing when it tossed you down the stairs."

"I was in the little girl's room, about to open a utility closet." He replied.

I nodded and headed upstairs and into the little girl's room. I walked over to the door and opened it to see it opened already. I paused and took note of the markings. There were pictures that the little girl painted of her and a giant black blob. I tilted my head, studying the painting. Reid appeared behind me and ignored his presence.

"What is it?" Reid asked.

"Something is wrong. The...whatever, is tied to the little girl. It's been manifesting to her." I frowned.

"This means...that whatever it is isn't going to stay." Reid said, "It's going to follow them. Like that one movie."

"Maybe that's a clue. This is something out of a movie." I frowned, "If this is like that movie, there is a demon attached to the girl. The family is in trouble."

"The grandmother?" Reid asked, "They've got to be there by now."

"You should start running." I said, turning into thunder and lightning.

" so cool." Reid said, turning and running away.


"Mom, what are you doing?" Crystal said, lying on the floor.

After Crystal had gotten her family to their mother's home, they were welcomed by her mother. They settled in quickly, trying to put this all behind them. They decided that they were going to move out of that house and somewhere no one knows their name. After her husband got comfortable, she went to the kitchen to find something to eat. She felt as if she was being watched. She went to her mother's room when she heard her mother talking. When she reached her mother's door, she waited, listening at the door. Her mother was conversing with someone...or something. She only entered the room when she heard her newborn son cry! She saw her mother at a make-shift altar with the baby. She pushed her mother to the floor and made her way to the door but something grabbed her, causing her to sink down to the ground! The baby lay a few feet away, screaming. Her mother stood before her.


"Shut up!" Her mother snapped, "Do you think all this comes free Chryssie? Do you think our family prospered by natural means?"

"What are you talking about?" Crystal frowned.

"Your great-grandmother made a deal with the devil." Her mother frowned, "We have to honor that agreement."

"What? What are you talking about?" Crystal shouted.

It was then that Crystal saw her husband and daughter at the door. Eric pushed his daughter out of the way and began running at Crystal's mother. Something that Crystal couldn't see grabbed her husband, twisting his head all the way around and it dropped him to the floor. Crystal shouted in horror as her mother watched her quietly.

"Come, Linda." Her mother said in a slowed voice, "Linda?"

There was a lightning crack.


"No." I said, throwing her across the room.

I felt an unseen force push me against the wall! I saw the unseen force. It was a pure demon. There were tails and teeth and claws. I knocked it back against the wall and walked over to Crystal, who had now gotten up and got her baby. I walked to her and told her to get the babies and leave. She was hysterically crying, so I slapped her lightly...well, a little lightly.

"You have to go now." I frowned.

"It's attached to us." Crystal said, "It'll follow us."

I looked at her, understanding what she said. I turned to the demon. He was visible now. He was moving towards me. He pushed his claws at me but I grabbed them and impaled him with them. I grabbed its head and spun it, just as he had done Crystal's husband. The demon fell to the floor, visible to Crystal now. She was hysterical, as was Linda.

I felt a slight push and turned to Crystal's mother, "Your tricks don't work on me. And the next time your family wants to deal with demons...remember me." I said quickly.

Reid ran to the door, "Did I miss it?" he asked.


I stood outside Bobby's house. It was the central hub of everything Winchester, this I knew. I hadn't heard from them in weeks. Nothing was right about any of this. I had changed the world. With my power, I chose to do something that no one else had. My life complicated other lives. A gun cocked behind my head.

"Who are you, sparky?" Dean's voice asked.

I put my hands up. I turned to them, to Sam and Dean. I changed everything.

"I know Bobby. Is he inside?" I said calmly.

"Bobby's not..." Dean paused.

"He passed." Sam said.

I looked to them. I changed the world. And nothing was the same.

"Do we know you?" Sam asked, studying my face.

"No." I frowned, "Just...passing through." I said, walking past them.

Yes, I changed everything about me. Starting with my own world.