Supernatural: Wayward Sons: Monster Squad

The Brothers Colby, Part One

Once upon a time, Sam and Dean Winchester passed through the town of Fitchburg while on the hunt for a Shtriga, a nightmarish monster that fed on children. On this adventure, they encountered Michael Colby, a young man whose brother Asher was one of the Shtriga's victims. With Michael's help, the monster was defeated and the children of Fitchburg, including Asher, had been saved.

But now that Michael knew that there were things in the dark, his life would never be the same. He now knew there were monsters out in the world that would happily murder him and his family if given the chance. He just didn't know how close to home these monsters were, as a few short years later, a demon named Meg came to town looking for revenge on the Winchester brothers by killing everyone they had ever saved.

With the help of the Horseman Pestilence, Meg intended to cause all the children of the town to get sick and die of a new illness Pestilence had created. Michael fought back, and with the help of a hunter named Christian Campbell, stopped Meg and Pestilence, but not without a heavy cost.

Michael and Asher's mother had been murdered by Meg, and the motel they had spent their entire lives in had burned to the ground. The brothers, having nothing left in Fitchburg, set off to find a new home, eventually becoming hunters themselves, soon becoming allies of Adam and his team...

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An out-of-the-way Roadhouse for hunters sat secluded just off the highway on an old dirt road. What used to be a two-story family home had been converted into a place for people to be protected against the likes of all sorts of monsters. Invisible warding, salt lined windows, wrought iron placed virtually everywhere, and demon traps hidden throughout the property.

The Roadhouse was ran by twenty-something Mike Colby, a high-school dropout who majored in demon-killing. He had shoulder length brown hair and was considerably bulky from years of working out to become a formidable foe against monsters even if he had no weapon in his hand.

Mike walked into his brother Asher's bedroom, where the younger brother was still confined to bed after having had his leg caught in a bear trap the day before*. Asher's leg was resting on a pillow, still bandaged. Asher would probably need something to lean on for a few days but otherwise he'd make a full recovery.

(*See the previous two issues)

"Made you some soup, and picked up some comics ," Mike said as he set the tray in front of his brother.

"I haven't read a comic book since I was twelve," Asher told him. "Superheroes just aren't exciting anymore after you kill a Wendigo."

"I know, but remember when we were younger and I had to take care of you while you were sick when Mom had to work?" Mike asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed. "I'd skip school, make you some soup and get you some comics. Then we'd watch cartoons all day until you felt better."

"Mike, we're not kids anymore, I got hurt on a hunt," Asher told him. He was no longer that scrawny boy that Mike had kept on eye on since the day their father walked out on them shortly after Asher was born. Now Asher was a good six feet tall with neatly trimmed black hair and a muscular frame that he often kept hidden under long sleeved shirts, as he still had body image issues from his early teens that immediately resurfaced after his husband's death. "I'm in college and you keep treating me like I'm nine. I'm an adult, I was married for five minutes. I've probably been laid more than you ever have... Sorry, didn't mean to--"

"It's alright," Mike told him, having learned about his true sexuality living on the streets years ago during an encounter with a grateful prostitute he'd saved. "I'm not ashamed that I'm asexual. I've been used to it for a long time. But you're my kid brother, I've been watching out for you since we left Fitchburg.*"