Sam and Dean once again require the services of the King of Hell. Only... apparently there have been some regime changes since the last time they looked.
end!verse. Dean's in a future where nothing is the same. Not even himself.
Two years have passed since the events of Phantom Planet. Two new hunters have come to Amity Park. Has Danny Phantom finally met his match? Crossover with the Supernatural Universe.
One minute Danny's knee-deep in the middle of a nasty bout of fisticuffs with the Fright Knight and the next? He's suddenly in some dilapidated looking house, staring up at two rather perplexed looking men. Kind of odd, but hey, it could be worse, right?
Clockwork has meddled enough. For cthulhu-with-a-fez
Charismatic billionaire Vlad Masters has everything he could ever want in the world. Except… we all know that isn't quite true.
Sam had never grown up "normal." He had never fit in at the many schools he'd attended. He'd always been picked on. But it wasn't until years later that he realized that maybe... maybe that was more normal than he thought.
Danny was alone in the house. But never, of course, as alone as he thought he was.
For once it isn't Apocalypse zombies or demons looking for some fun or any of the other hundred types of monsters that have come out to play since it all went to crap. This time, it's humans. (TUE/End!verse mashup, Chuck-centric, Valerie/Dean hinted at.)
The stranger stops, facing him directly. His expression is calculating, clinical. "So tell me, Vlad Masters, just what manner of creature are you?"