Chapter 1
Stull Cemetery outside of Lawrence, Kansas was quiet; deathly quiet. If anyone came to it, no one would have known that the end of the apocalypse had happened here. When people think about the apocalypse, they imagine a major battle with death and destruction, fire, and Hell on Earth. However, that wasn't what happened at all. No victory for Lucifer and his demons, and there was no victory for the angels. As Castiel had put it, just more of the same.
In the end, four lives were lost. Lucifer had been thrown back into his cage in Hell, along with his brother Michael, which was unintentional. Then, there were the hosts of these angels; Adam, who was a host to Michael, and Sam. Sam took Lucifer in willingly, knowing it was the only way for him to right the wrong he committed when he released the devil in the first place. Sam won, saving the lives of not only his brother, Dean, but also Bobby, Castiel, and the lives of the entire world. Sam had made the ultimate sacrifice.
Dean Winchester survived that day. However, one could say that he died too when he watched his brother jump into the hole, which was the entrance to Hell. Sam was trapped with no way out and Dean could only imagine what his brother's Hell would be like. Dean was in Hell for four months, which was actually forty years into eternity. He had nightmares of what he had endured there. Now he was having nightmares of his brother too. Dean was dead inside.
No one would ever know of the sacrifices that the Winchester brothers had made, except for those who were there and the angels in Heaven. However, Dean and Bobby knew that many of the angels didn't care less about what happened. They were angry that their plans for peace and Utopia on Earth had been ruined.
A stranger walked across the sacred ground and came to a stop where the horsemen's' ring opened up the earth to send Lucifer back to Hell where he belonged. She knelt on the ground and raised her arms toward the sky, as she began to chant. She cried, "I, Lakshanya, bring the power of my goddess to bear. I chant the prayer of Resurrect. Let Sam Winchester now be returned from the land of the dead, restored in full here in this world, and brought back to life! So commands my Lady Morrigan. Initium!"
A storm began to form around the cemetery. The winds blew wildly, the ground began to shake, thunder roared, and a bolt of lightning burst and struck the earth. Suddenly, a hand shot out from the ground, followed by another. Then, as suddenly as the storm appeared, the sky once again became clear.
While the hands frantically pulled away the earth that buried his body beneath, the woman who chanted the spell walked away and disappeared. Finally, the earth gave way and a man climbed out and crumbled to the ground. He was covered in dirt and blood from bruises, scratches, and wounds that were all over his body. His throat was raw; he was thirsty, and starving. His head was pounding and he could hardly move, let alone breathe. He lay there until he could no longer hold onto consciousness.
After hours of laying on the grounds, the man became conscious once more and slowly lifted his head, hoping to figure out where he was. To him, all he saw was a large, grassy field, which had headstones and crosses marking graves of people's loved ones. He realized he was in a cemetery as he tried to move once again and this time managed to get to his feet.
He slowly made his way across the sacred ground and walked for as long as he could, hoping that someone would find him. After an hour, he came to road and began to cross, when suddenly a car came around the bend. The driver tried to stop, but was not able to in time. The car's bumper hit the stranger; not hard, but it was hard enough to cause him to fall to the ground unconscious. The man and woman who were in the car quickly got out and ran around to the front of the car to check on the man who came out of nowhere. At first they believed him to be a drunk, or just stupid to have run out in the middle of the street, but when they saw the condition he was in, they knew that there was no way the impact could have caused this.
The woman quickly pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911, while the man took off his jacket and gently placed it under the man's head. The woman also pulled off her jacket and used it to cover him up. The weather was cold and though the man wore a jacket himself, he was shivering.
An ambulance came after twenty-five minutes. The paramedics bandaged him up the best that they could and took him to the nearest hospital; Lawrence Memorial. The couple who hit him with the car, followed behind.
The paramedics searched the patient's pockets hoping to find some sort of id or cell phone, but there was none. One paramedic looked at the man and wondered how he ended up here in the middle of nowhere and without any identification. Her partner just sighed and continued to monitor his condition. He was more shocked at the condition the man was in, knowing that the car wasn't what caused the amount of damage that covered his body.
When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, he was rushed into the emergency room, while the administrators checked the newcomer in as a john doe. The doctors worked on him for hours, stitching up the various wounds and doing whatever it would take to keep him alive. He was hooked up to a ventilator and needed more than one blood transfusion. His heart stopped twice, but the doctors were luckily able to revive the man both times. After the doctors did all they could do, john doe had fallen into a coma and placed in his own room.
A nurse walked in a few days later and observed the man. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he was underneath all of the cuts and bruises. She hoped that somewhere, someone was missing this man and that they would come for him soon.
