Supernatural x Male One-Shots

Athena in male body

I know this isn't fully accurate with the show but it's how I wanted to write this.

Does include slight spoilers to season 11

*Your POV*

One minute I was in a meeting on Mount Olympus and the next in front of a group of people. "Winchester." I snarled realizing who had summoned me to earth. "This, is the great 'Athena'?" "Watch your tone Dean Winchester! Do not forget that I am still a goddess."

I tried to take a step toward the insolent pig before realizing they had me trapped in a shield circle, pretty much rendering my powers useless and trapping me. "I see you boys did your research, for once." Sam Winchester stepped between me and his brother, "Look, we don't want to fight. We just need your help. And if I may ask, what is happening with your form?"

I laughed a little under my breath and walked slowly around the perimeter of the circle. "Well, if you boys had done a bit more research, you would know that when you summon a God or goddess, especially without warning, they typically get shoved into the nearest free vessel. Mine here being some guy named Y/N L/N who works at a gas-n-sip."

By the time I had finished, I had made it back around to them, seeing no sign of weakness in the design of my current prison. "Now, I assume you boys didn't call me down here for small talk. If I had to guess, based on your reputations, you want something." I had backed up to stand in the middle of circle.

"So, she does have some brain after all!" My gaze shifted back behind the taller Winchester, "Watch your tongue before you lose it!" Sam turned around and whispered something to Dean. I assume something along the lines of to 'take a walk' since Dean immediately stomped out of the room.

"Sorry about him, not the sharpest crayon in the box if you get what I mean." His voice seemed sincere as he stepped up to be right against the edge of the circle. "Clearly. Now, what is it you want from me?" He rubbed the back of his neck knowing easing into it was not an option.

"Look, I'll make this brief. The darkness is trying to end the world and we need your help." I rolled my eyes at him thinking that he couldn't be serious, "The Greeks do not meddle in heaven's business. In fact, we have been explicitly told not to." "Uh, thing is though, Chuck, er God, told us to seek out you specifically."

"And why should I believe you" "He speaks the truth" The Winchester's trench-coated lap angel appeared in a flap of wings. "Oh, if it isn't God's favorite angel" I turned back to Sam with a serious face, "and why should I believe the words of a fallen angel. One possessed by Lucifer at that?"

"So, you know about that. No point in trying to hide it now" the Archangel dropped his Cas facade and gave his signature smirk. "Lucifer. Go get Chuck, it's the only way she'll believe us." The devil scowled at him, "You know I don't take orders from you Sasquatch." Despite his tiny threat, he did as told and flapped away.

"Angels. Never liked them to begin with. I take it you guys aren't on great terms?" I feigned sympathy for the human, and he could tell I didn't mean it. "Drop the act. I know you don't care." "You're right, I don't. Don't have much else to do in here though." My arms crossed over my chest in impatience.

Before long, there was more flapping, and Satan was back with a friend. "I always hated flying!" The small human man seemed less than enthused about his trip here. "Yes, well we can't have you using too much of your power Chuck." I couldn't help the small snort that came out of me.

"This, is the God? What happened to you? You used to be big." The Archangel leaned against a wall in the back of the room, "I like this one, she has spunk. Well Daddy here decided to take a vacation for a few thousand years, left heaven with no instructions, and decided to play human for a while."

"Wow...That's a little sad actually. Almost as sad as that fact that I was pretty much born as a migraine for my father." "Alright! I get it, I wasn't the best father! Back to saving the world." I rolled my eyes a little, "So you did actually say that I am allowed to intervene?"

"Yes! And any other gods or goddesses that you can convince to do the same, we need all of the help that we can get." I thought for a moment, "And then we can all go back to our separate lives. Not interacting again? Having peace?" He gave a small nod, "Yes, but if you don't help, there may not be a world to have peace on."

My mind was processing how everything was going and what my best option would be. "Alright, I'll help. But I can't guarantee that the others will follow." God nodded again fully aware of the odds, "If they'll follow anyone, it would be you."

"Okay. Now someone break this circle so that I may leave."

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