Hunters And Heroes ([A Supernatural and Flash Crossover])

Complicated Backstory Check

After the team went over everything again, they decided that one person from Team Flash would accommodate the brothers at all times outside of S.T.A.R. Labs.

The brothers also found out that the woman's name was Iris West, the Detective's daughter.

"So, is there anywhere around here to eat?" Dean asked Dr. Wells, who was apparently from another Earth.

"Big Belly Burger. But I'm not taking you." He stated as he walked away.

"Okay." Dean mumbled.

Meanwhile, Sam was talking to Cisco.

"Okay, so you died, then Dean sold his soul to get you back. Then Dean died, and an Angel got him from Hell, then you became a host for the Devil and sorta died by going to Hell, but then the Angel that got Dean out got you out, but you came back soulless- Oh? My God you guys are complicated!" Cisco said trying to catch a breath.

"Tell me about it." Sam sighed.

Dean walked over to the two boys. "So, what exactly do you guys have on the case?"

"Uh, well, I think I found a general area where the Rugru could be located." Cisco said, showing them a small area with three abandoned wearhouses.

"Rugaru." Sam corrected. "Also, me and Dean could go check it out, if that's okay."

Cisco looked around the empty Cortex. Barry- Flash- had to go back to work with Joe, Caitlin went on a coffee run, and Iris left to go interview the recent victims roommate.

"I guess. But I'm coming with." Cisco decided.

They grabbed their stuff and headed to the S.T.A.R. Labs van.

"This is your ride?" Dean asked.

"Well, yeah." Cisco sounded offended. He admitted, it wasn't the best looking, but it did do the job.

"Yeah, no. We can stop by the motel and grab my car." Dean said as he got in the van.

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They pulled into the motel, after Dean and Cisco argued for the whole ride, and switched cars before leaving once again

"Okay, so I did some research on the wearhouses, and I'm thinking that it's gotta be Ruffalo's." Sam said.

"Why? What's so special?" Cisco questioned from the back seat.

"Well, the lore says that Rugaru's usually hang out in swampy places. Fifteen years ago all of the pipes bursted. They tried to fix it but water would leak through any of the new pipes they got. They turned the water off to the building, but it would still leak. No one knows where the water comes from, so they just shut the wearhouse down."

"Well, that's Central City for ya." Cisco said.

It was silent for the next few miles. Nothing but rock music on the radio.

Dean pulled to a stop in front of the wearhouse.

"Okay, listen. If we see it in there, we kill it. We don't talk or stall, we kill. Understand?" Dean informed Cisco.

"Because if you don't, you'll be killed. These guys are driven on hunger. They don't care who you are or what you do." Sam added.

Cisco was really starting to believe in the monsters.

Sam and Dean got out of the car and went to the trunk to grab some gear. Cisco walked over to the two boys and gazed upon the weapons.

There were guns and knives of all sorts, axes, daggers, and-

"Alright," Dean slammed the trunk shut. "Let's go." He handed Cisco a shotgun.

"Wait, wait, wait. What's the plan?" Cisco asked.

"The plan?"

"Yes, the plan. We can't just go in there, guns a-blazing." Cisco said.

"Uh, yeah we can." Dean said before turning and heading to the wearhouse.

Cisco sighed and followed, Sam not far behind.

The wearhouse was wet and mushy. The floors were slippery, seeing how Sam almost fell on his face when he walked in. The trio heard some shuffling in the back.

Sam and Cisco went left and Dean went right.

"So what's your story?" Sam asked quietly.

"Huh?" Cisco said.

"Your story. Y'know, what made you want this type of life?"

"Oh, uh, I don't know. I just like helping people."

Sam was gonna say something when the Rugaru jumped from behind a support beam, knocking him down.

The Rugaru held Sam down on the floor, trying to bite and scratch at him. Sam held it back as much as he could.

"Shoot it! Shoot it, Cisco!" Sam yelled.

Cisco shot at the thing before him. The Rugaru cried in pain before leaping off Sam and running to the back of the wearhouse.

Sam got up, a few scratches on him but nothing too severe.

"I-I gotta call Barry." Cisco said.

"Barry?" Sam questioned. "Allen?"

"Um," Cisco tried to think fast. "Yeah. His foster dad's Joe."

Sam paused. "Barry's the Flash, isn't he?"

"No. He's a CSI." Cisco lied, not very convincingly.

"Wow, I can't believe it." Sam said.

Cisco thought of the lecture he'll get for slipping the Flashes identity again. That is, if they get out of this alive.

He used his distress signal and soon enough, the Flash was there.

"Cisco, what happened, what's going on?" Flash asked, studying the blood on Sam.

"Listen, Bar, they were right. The things they've said about all of it. There's a Rugaru in here right now." Cisco explained.

"Dude." Barry deadpanned.

"I didn't mean- It just slipped out." Cisco defended.

Barry took his mask off.

"Hello again, CSI Allen." Sam said sarcastically.

"Hi Agent Johnson."