Knowing Where He Was

Rick looked behind him with a frown for he felt that someone was following him. All he could see was an empty alley way so he just shrugged and went on. He got to his door and fit in the key to his apartment. He got in and locked the door behind him before throwing his keys into a bowl.

He got to his kitchen and started making himself a protein shake. When he was in the middle of it, he heard a growl outside of his window. He turned to look outside and saw a shadow run past. He got curious so he opened his security light and got out of the house. He walked out of his house and looked around.

"Hello, anyone there?" he shouted out. There was silence but he wasn't convinced. "Are you some kind of creep? I promise you, I lift like two tonnes of weights everyday, you don't want this fight."

"I'm afraid I do want this fight," a woman said from behind him. Rick turned around and saw a woman wearing biker's clothes smirking towards him. Rick frowned as he looked around, trying to see if this was some sort of prank.

"Are you here alone, miss?" he asked her.

"As a matter of fact, I'm not," she answered then four guys came out of the shadows and surrounded him. Rick scoffed when he saw them. The biggest one of them was half his size!

"You picked a big one today, Suzzie," one man said as they all grinned, looking at Rick like hungry wolves eyeing on sheep. Rick nodded at this as he looked at them like one looks at naughty children.

"Alright, enough with your pranks. Go back to where you came from...Holy shit!" Rick cursed when he saw one man show his teeth then these fang like teeth grew from his gums in front of his teeth, covering his normal human teeth. "What the fuck is that?"

"Scared now, sweety?" the woman asked him. Rick was just surprised, not scared but she didn't know this. He was just about to answer that when they all heard a slashing sound then the woman's heard rolled off her shoulders. Everyone looked over and saw her body fall to the ground. A man was standing behind her holding a machete, a small smile on his face.

"You okay there?" he asked Rick as he prepared himself for a fight.

"I'm fine and dandy, actually. I could have handled it," Rick answered him.

"Kill them both," one of the other men said and two went for the machete man while the other two went for Rick. The man was actually quite good with his machete and he showed it by decapitating the two guys with one swing! He was about to go help Rick when a shockwave threw him to the ground, unconscious! The cause of this was a punch from Rick that blew the two men in half! Rick looked over at the man and sighed to himself. He hauled him onto his shoulder and carried him into his house then put him gently onto his couch before going back into his kitchen and continued making his protein shake. A full day later, the man on his couch woke up.

"What happened?" he asked before he coughed up blood as he clutched his chest.

"Sorry about that, punched those things so hard they popped, shockwave must have hit you hard. So, what should I call you? Mardock Gavionni? Stanley Ripcage?" Rick asked as he threw a couple of IDs on the floor. The man's hands went towards his hip but was disappointed when he didn't find the thing he was after. "If you are looking for your weapons, sorry to disappoint but they must be orbiting space right now. Who are you?"

"Hell of a way to thank the man who just saved your life," the man said but Rick just scoffed at that.

"I'm gonna count to three, if you don't answer me I'm gonna call the cops," Rick warned him. The man looked up at him with a frown on his face. He sighed then sat back.

"My name is John Winchester. I'm a hunter, I hunt things like what you say back there," he answered. Rick was shocked when he heard what the man just said.

"John Winchester? Do you have two boys with you, Sam and Dean Winchester?" he asked. John looked at him with malice.

"How do you know about my boys?" he growled.

"I'm a news guy. Heard about your wife and house, sorry about that by the way. So, what were those out there?" he asked.

"Those are vampires. I'm surprised they would came that much into the city," John said. Rick frowned even more.

"Vampires? Supernatural! You hunt the supernatural, don't you?" John nodded. "I have been having this empty feeling in my stomach lately, I think I just found my calling. John, why don't you start teaching me how to hunt?"

"This life...This life is rough. I wouldn't recommend you to it," John warned him.

"I am strong, like really strong since birth. I once lifted a whole truck with one hand, I believe I can handle a few vampires," Rick answered him. John looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.

"You know you just described how a hunter would identify you as a supernatural being. I could start hunting you," John told him. Rick laughed at this.

"My name is Rick Sanchez. I hope we're gonna be good friends," Rick said as he extended his hand for John who chuckled and took it. Unknown to John, Rick was having a nervous breakdown.

'So that's where I am, Supernatural! This is a messed up universe between a god who is a bored writer, arch angels who want humanity to die, angels who lost faith in humans, demons and monsters! The Winchesters survived because of luck, like really luck! Anyone else in their positions would have died over and over again. But, I can be the greatest hunter that there ever was. Why? Because I have all the powers of Thor without Mjolnir or Stormbreaker. The monsters are going to cry when I start going after them.'