Croatoan Preface- part 1/?
Title: Croatoan
Author: superfan12345
Rating: pg-13 for violence and mild language
Characters: Dean Winchester, Alice Foster (O.C) (mentions of Sam) and later Cas and Chuck
Warnings: none besides violence
Disclaimer: Supernatural and its characters belongs to eric kripke and the cw
Summary: Dean is faced with a post apocolyptic world without his brother. he runs into someone that was rather unexpected.
Preface
Alice was almost a normal child. Almost. She was born in a hospital in Los Gatos on March 3rd, 1999, and lived a normal life until the age of six-months old, where her mother died in a house fire. Her father reached her room just in time to pull her out of her crib and dash out the door before the windows in her room blew out. No one knew the cause, but the firemen had suspected a fried wire in the attic. She grew up quick and smart, knowing of certain things that most adults would reject. She had lived a rather normal life (as normal as possible for her situation) until the year 2012. Her father took great care of her and told her wonderful things of her mother. Her father traveled, bringing her with him, doing rather unorthodox work; work that many other men and women wouldn’t find suitable. However, Alice’s father wasn’t an average man. He was stronger than most and willed only for his child to be safe, but not naive.
As she grew, Alice was exposed to many different scenarios, many of which included standing guard with a sawed-off shotgun in her hand as her father salted and burned the bones of ghosts haunting the residence of a certain house. She never thought that her situation was an odd one. She just knew that it was different. She also knew that every time she went off on a job with her father she was saving people, innocent people that wouldn’t know the first step in helping themselves; and that made up for the lack of a bike or of four familiar walls and a roof to call home. Alice had a purpose in life and she knew this at the young age of six.
However, things couldn’t run smoothly; it wasn’t the world’s nature, no matter how many times people told themselves that it was.
She had only ever heard stories, legends almost, about the Winchester family. A family of hunters that was like no other. A father who was bent on revenge and two sons that would know no limits when it came to what was right. They made up a family that could not be paralleled. So when she began to hear that Sam and Dean Winchester were the chosen vessels of Lucifer and Michael, she couldn’t begin to understand. How would two people so bent on saving each other kill one another because two angels said it was their destiny? It couldn’t happen; but it did… almost. Dean Winchester was known to be bold, and when he told the angels to go screw themselves, his existence was no more, from what everybody else knew. Lost without his brother, the younger Winchester, Sam, turned to Lucifer for what comfort he could find, saying yes and jumpstarting the Apocalypse in October of 2012.
What came of the rest of the year was famine, disease, and worst of all, the Croatoan Virus. The Croatoan virus was the deadliest, sickest, most disturbing thing to ever hit the face of the earth, created by Pestilence and the demons of Hell themselves. The virus would attack the immune system first, shutting it down, and giving the host flu-like symptoms. The next step was health; the host seeming to be perfectly okay, the flu gone, and the host in ideal condition. That was until the last symptom kicked in. Extreme hunger would take over until the host could no longer contain it, and turned to the closest human, taking a bite out of them. The virus did what all humans feared: it turned innocent people into real-life monsters; monsters that couldn’t be cured.
The Croatoans began to take over earth on the tail end of 2012, spreading the virus throughout the United States so fast that most politicians and doctors didn’t know what to do or say about it besides “try to steer clear” and “wash your hands before you touch your mouth or nose and before you eat”. The virus spreads through the direct contact of blood or body fluids, so no one got near anyone, everyone trying to save their humanity.
Alice and her father had managed to stay clean of the virus until May 7, 2013, when something surfaced that hadn’t been seen since the beginning of the Croatoan outbreak. A huge swarm swept through the city of San Jose, where Alice and her father then resided. The pack was over two hundred strong, and the Croats let no city go untouched. They tore buildings down more than they already were, and killed many of the people that had survived the first swarm. Many people did the dumb thing and fled their homes, trying to escape the attack but instead ran head-on into it. Some people like Alice and her dad, however, were extremely over-prepared. Her father had added three additional padlocks to the door, and lined the inside of the door with two inch titanium. The house was unreachable from the front door, and being on the second story of the apartment building, the windows also weren’t a likely option.
Alice’s father told her to wait in the house as he went down to the car to grab an assault rifle that he had left down there. Alice begged him not to go, hearing the inhumane screech that was known to erupt randomly from the Croatoans. She grabbed her father’s arm and he shook her off, turning and exiting the doors. Alice ran to the door and turned all of the locks, securing herself in the home. She went to the closet at the end of the hall, pushed blankets aside, and crouched there for hours, the shotgun stashed in there resting up against her leg. She shut her eyes and cringed, trying to block out the blood-muffled screaming of her father as he was torn apart, and most likely eaten alive, by the Croats that had managed to catch him off guard.
Alice was alone in a world that didn’t take any prisoners. With just a month’s worth of food in the fridge and a few weeks worth of cereal, Alice survived for three whole months, never leaving the house once, before she decided that the Croats had moved on and it was safe to ransack the rest of the standing buildings in the area.
She was only thirteen.
Part Two
Author: superfan12345
Rating: pg-13 for violence and mild language
Characters: Dean Winchester, Alice Foster (O.C) (mentions of Sam) and later Cas and Chuck
Warnings: none besides violence
Disclaimer: Supernatural and its characters belongs to eric kripke and the cw
Summary: Dean is faced with a post apocolyptic world without his brother. he runs into someone that was rather unexpected.
Preface
Alice was almost a normal child. Almost. She was born in a hospital in Los Gatos on March 3rd, 1999, and lived a normal life until the age of six-months old, where her mother died in a house fire. Her father reached her room just in time to pull her out of her crib and dash out the door before the windows in her room blew out. No one knew the cause, but the firemen had suspected a fried wire in the attic. She grew up quick and smart, knowing of certain things that most adults would reject. She had lived a rather normal life (as normal as possible for her situation) until the year 2012. Her father took great care of her and told her wonderful things of her mother. Her father traveled, bringing her with him, doing rather unorthodox work; work that many other men and women wouldn’t find suitable. However, Alice’s father wasn’t an average man. He was stronger than most and willed only for his child to be safe, but not naive.
As she grew, Alice was exposed to many different scenarios, many of which included standing guard with a sawed-off shotgun in her hand as her father salted and burned the bones of ghosts haunting the residence of a certain house. She never thought that her situation was an odd one. She just knew that it was different. She also knew that every time she went off on a job with her father she was saving people, innocent people that wouldn’t know the first step in helping themselves; and that made up for the lack of a bike or of four familiar walls and a roof to call home. Alice had a purpose in life and she knew this at the young age of six.
However, things couldn’t run smoothly; it wasn’t the world’s nature, no matter how many times people told themselves that it was.
She had only ever heard stories, legends almost, about the Winchester family. A family of hunters that was like no other. A father who was bent on revenge and two sons that would know no limits when it came to what was right. They made up a family that could not be paralleled. So when she began to hear that Sam and Dean Winchester were the chosen vessels of Lucifer and Michael, she couldn’t begin to understand. How would two people so bent on saving each other kill one another because two angels said it was their destiny? It couldn’t happen; but it did… almost. Dean Winchester was known to be bold, and when he told the angels to go screw themselves, his existence was no more, from what everybody else knew. Lost without his brother, the younger Winchester, Sam, turned to Lucifer for what comfort he could find, saying yes and jumpstarting the Apocalypse in October of 2012.
What came of the rest of the year was famine, disease, and worst of all, the Croatoan Virus. The Croatoan virus was the deadliest, sickest, most disturbing thing to ever hit the face of the earth, created by Pestilence and the demons of Hell themselves. The virus would attack the immune system first, shutting it down, and giving the host flu-like symptoms. The next step was health; the host seeming to be perfectly okay, the flu gone, and the host in ideal condition. That was until the last symptom kicked in. Extreme hunger would take over until the host could no longer contain it, and turned to the closest human, taking a bite out of them. The virus did what all humans feared: it turned innocent people into real-life monsters; monsters that couldn’t be cured.
The Croatoans began to take over earth on the tail end of 2012, spreading the virus throughout the United States so fast that most politicians and doctors didn’t know what to do or say about it besides “try to steer clear” and “wash your hands before you touch your mouth or nose and before you eat”. The virus spreads through the direct contact of blood or body fluids, so no one got near anyone, everyone trying to save their humanity.
Alice and her father had managed to stay clean of the virus until May 7, 2013, when something surfaced that hadn’t been seen since the beginning of the Croatoan outbreak. A huge swarm swept through the city of San Jose, where Alice and her father then resided. The pack was over two hundred strong, and the Croats let no city go untouched. They tore buildings down more than they already were, and killed many of the people that had survived the first swarm. Many people did the dumb thing and fled their homes, trying to escape the attack but instead ran head-on into it. Some people like Alice and her dad, however, were extremely over-prepared. Her father had added three additional padlocks to the door, and lined the inside of the door with two inch titanium. The house was unreachable from the front door, and being on the second story of the apartment building, the windows also weren’t a likely option.
Alice’s father told her to wait in the house as he went down to the car to grab an assault rifle that he had left down there. Alice begged him not to go, hearing the inhumane screech that was known to erupt randomly from the Croatoans. She grabbed her father’s arm and he shook her off, turning and exiting the doors. Alice ran to the door and turned all of the locks, securing herself in the home. She went to the closet at the end of the hall, pushed blankets aside, and crouched there for hours, the shotgun stashed in there resting up against her leg. She shut her eyes and cringed, trying to block out the blood-muffled screaming of her father as he was torn apart, and most likely eaten alive, by the Croats that had managed to catch him off guard.
Alice was alone in a world that didn’t take any prisoners. With just a month’s worth of food in the fridge and a few weeks worth of cereal, Alice survived for three whole months, never leaving the house once, before she decided that the Croats had moved on and it was safe to ransack the rest of the standing buildings in the area.
She was only thirteen.
Part Two