SuperWho

This is a Supernatural and Doctor Who fan fiction, it is going by very slowly, I warn you, and please tell me what you think! I do accept suggestions as well! WARNING: SPOILERS!

    As they sat in Bobby's kitchen, Dean contemplated about all his life, growing up as a hunter. A rather sour subject, yet Dean's mind always wandered off to how he got here, to be a hunter of the supernatural. His mind drifted off into deep thought as he sat on the wooden chair by the dining table quietly.

     It all started the night of his little brother, Sam's, 6 month birthday. Sammy was already asleep in his nursery, and Dean was sleeping as well. Their father, John Winchester, was passed out on the couch. The house was quiet. Sammy started crying. Exhausted, their mother, Mary Winchester, slugged up the stairs to check on the crying baby. Everyone else remained asleep.

     As Mary stepped into the nursery, she saw a man standing over Sammy's crib. The man turned and faced her with angry, yellow eyes. Using some sort of mysterious power, the yellow-eyed man pinned Mary against the wall as she cried out. She was pushed up the wall, onto the ceiling. Her screams pierced the air as John woke up.

    John ran upstairs, and walked into the nursery. He saw no one. Feeling a drop of blood fall into his skin, he looked up. There was Mary, pinned upon the ceiling, blood seeping through her white nightgown. He grabbed Sam just as Mary burst into flames.

    Dean came in, and his father handed over Sam and told Dean to get out, as far away as he could, as the house started to burn down.

    Since then, their father vowed to find and kill whatever killed his love. It was a demon, they later found out. After a car crash, thanks to a demon, John sold his soul to the yellow-eyed demon, to save Dean's life.

    Sam and Dean were raised into the family business of hunting evil things. Dean was killed and he went to hell, but was lifted out by an angel. An angel named Castiel. Since then, Castiel has aided the boys in fighting demons and monsters, and sending Lucifer back to hell, thus ending the impending apocalypse. But before doing so, Lucifer got inside Sam, his destined vessel. Sam was strong enough to take control of his actions. He jumped into the fiery pit, trapping Lucifer, Michael, and himself in the cage.

     But, miraculously, Sam got out, and now after retrieving Sam's soul, Dean, Sam, Castiel, and Bobby, practically the boys's  father, were searching for a new case.

     "Here." said Bobby, pointing at a newspaper. "Thirteen deaths. All in the same day."

     "Thirteen. Lucky number." Dean said sarcastically.

     "Does it say anything about meteors or falling stars?" Cas asked, far more serious than Dean.

    "Not here." Bobby replied. Pulling out another newspaper from the same company, Bobby paused. "Wait... same city, about a month earlier. It says ' Mysterious Box Falls From The Sky to the U.K.'"

      "Does it say where exactly?" Cas asked.

      "No, it says somewhere in the northern forests...they still haven't found it." Bobby answered.

      "Does it say if there were any explosions, or anything to describe this box?"

      "Nothing about explosions, but it does say here that the so-called box was blue." said Sam, snatching the paper away from Bobby.

     "We have to go. I think I know what this is." said Cas.

     "OH NO. I am NOT flying on a plane!" yelled Dean.

     "Fine." said Cas touching all three of the men's foreheads, zapping them to England.