Mingling Worlds

Chapter 1 - What the hell?

Year 2020 - Somewhere in Seattle

The Apocalypse came and passed, much has changed in the world; massive loss of lives after multitudinous earthquakes, tsunamis and hurricanes raged all over the world when the hell broke loss.

10 years have passed since then; things entering in some sort of normality, Winchester brothers adapted to this new situation and were still involved in hunting monsters. But nowadays not everything looking like a monster was actually one, our boys have already meet many mutants, hybrids man - animal, all kinds of weird, disfigured freaks that looked scary but did not hurt anyone. Were called Transgenics and some of them were called X5, people with supernatural superpowers infiltrated in their own DNA, was by no means magic or witchcraft. These mutants and genetically enhanced transgenic super-soldier apparently escaped when a government covert military facility whose primary purpose was to create super solders/assassins, was burned to the ground.

Hunters were not aware of all these but was a work in progress, learning new things about these people as the situation was bringing them close.

Their work was more demanding now. They had to be sure that they are dealing with a monster and not a witch hunt of those who could not stand transgenics and in some areas were gathering in lynch mobs, trying to dispose of all the 'evil mutants'" on earth.

NOW

Sam was gone to the see one more time the body that was in the morgue of this hospital near Pike Place Market. They decided to come here after reading an article where it said that last month three people were found drained of blood and with no other visible track of violence.

Dean crossed the street seeing a place called Crash, his stomach started to make strange noises. The place was not crowded at the time and while seated at the table he realized he had gone more than 24 hours since he ate last time. Two burgers with everything and two beers were already consumed when Sam made his appearance.

They were discussing the case with low voice and gave no attention around them so that they were taken by surprise when a tall young man with blond hair, almost as long as Sam's, approached their table and addressed directly to Dean:

"Slow down with the beer Alec; tomorrow is a big day - the finals, yeah? Do not mess that, I rely on you. I want to buy that ring for Asha." says the young man and winked.

"So, see you in the cage." and walked hurriedly through the door, leaving Dean and Sam speechless.
"What the hell was that?" asked Dean
"Beats me - I have no idea - I think the poor thing has mistaken you for someone else."
"I think so." Dean said emptying another beer bottle, while Sam returned to his salad.
"Anything else boys?" the waitress stopped by to refill the coffee mugs; a voluptuous redhead with a cleavage that was nearly tearing off her shirt.
"An apple pie ...and a question please: Do you know who the young man that just went out was?"
"Who Sketchy? It's a regular on the premises, he and many other bike messenger who works at Jam Pony Courier Company."

The case for which they came here was already solved –the corps had been found drained of blood minutes after they died of other causes, was a vampire who refuses to feed on alive humans who drained them, Benny, who also developed a strong bond with Dean over time and that it they've been able to see in action thanks to recordings of some surveillance cameras which they destroyed so that police cannot track it.

So they had some free time in their hands and have thought about investigating the Sketchy and Jam Pony matter.

"We do not hire!" Normal shouted when he looked up from the clipboard and sees Sam.
"That's not why I'm here." said Sam – "I'm looking for Sketchy."
"It isn't here, he's making a delivery"

"WOA – Here comes my golden boy!" delighted announced Normal stretching a smile from ear to ear. When Sam turns to see who that person – his eyes widened in disbelieve and his knees softened, was none other than Dean who dismounted from a bicycle, passes by him without making eye contact and start a discussion with Normal on tiny tips received after deliveries.
"What is happening Dean?" Sam asked with a soft voice. "What the hell is going on?"
"My friend, who's Dean?" He turns with a charismatic smile and a surprised look.
Without a word Sam tuned on his heels rushing out from Jam Pony's hangar..
"What's up with this?"
"Who knows? All sorts of weird around here these days." Normal opined.

Meanwhile, Dean has found someone to renew their false identification cards, used when they needed to represent the law.
He stood before the counter waiting for the guy to bring his fake IDs from the back, when a beautiful young woman in a leather suit molded on a perfect body puts her hand on his shoulder

"I would had come to take your passport and permit your supposed to stay hidden until tomorrow when I'll remove your tattoo, so we agreed." ... Dean gaped and wanted to say something but the girl's phone rang, she apologized with a gesture rushing to the door talking on the phone.
"What the hell????"

Was already dusk when Sam arrived at the hotel, yet it was no sign that Dean returned. He tried to call Dean but he did not answer the phone, he tried to reach Castiel, invoking and calling but he has not responded.

In the meantime, Dean attempted to call Sam to let him know what happened at the store and that he engaged in a pursuit of the girl, but his phone run out of battery. The chick disappeared storming off on a motorbike, he tried to find her or at least to see her bike parked somewhere, but her or the bike were nowhere to be seen so he decided to head back to the hotel, when suddenly he spotted her sneaking on a side street protected by the darkness. With a cat bounce the girl jumped without touching, the tall fence that surrounded the property. He decided to find out at any cost what was behind all that; he sneaked inside with caution, opening door's locks that were easy ceding under his skill and utensils. Without making any noise Dean was walking on the halls of what seemed to be a Museum, when he felt pulled back and rammed up against a wall 2 feet in the air, with one hand;

"Don't ever think Alec, is my shot-I spent all the money I had to save you, now is the time to think about me. Clear?"

"Whatever you say dear- but it's a lot of confusion and misunderstanding here and I think we need to talk -go and do what you have to do and I'll wait for you outside."

Shortly after that the two met in a dark alley.

"What the hell Alec?"

"See that's the problem-I don't know who Alec is-my name is Dean."

"Dean my ass." she said and with one move she turned him around so she can check something in the back of his neck

"You're not Alec-who the hell are you then?"

"Who are you?" Dean's voice harshened.

"I've asked first." Her voice had an edgy tone.

"My name is Dean Winchester, I'm a monster hunter, and I'm saving people. "

"Hunting monsters?"

"What kind of monsters?"

"Demons, Ghosts, Djinns, Ghouls, Vampires, Hellhounds, Leviathan, Rugaru, Shapeshifters, Werewolves, Whiches.. to name a few - Now it's your turn-who or what are you?"

"That clears up the waters." The girl slightly softening her voice: "So you're only after those who do evil. Good! We're fighting the evil too. Although mostly human evil, those wanting to destroy the humankind."

"I'm Max or X 5-492 of Transgenic superhuman prototype with enhanced strength, speed, agility, reflexes and senses. And you look exactly like my brother Alec, or X 5-494, same kind of Transgenic. This means that he's your clone or you are his."

"Let's go to my hotel and meet my brother Sam. We need to talk." says Dean in a firm tone.