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Hunters no longer existed amongst the planet after angels decided to clear out what had been left, Sam and Dean Winchester weren't amazing. Weren't mighty hunters or even brothers in this universe, Dean -- an old fashioned hunter, who moved from state to state catches wind of a hybrid of sorts being up for sale. A hybrid that may have caught those emerald eyes of his, just labeled 'subject 879'. 20 thousand, and boy did it sound pricy.
Dean forces every feeling screaming at him NOT to gleefully toss his money for this being; but nope. Never had he been very good at controlling that clicking finger of his; with a quick confirm the email had been sent.
