End of All Things

Part One: The Beginning

A/N: What's up dudes! So I've had an idea to do this book for a while now. I'm super excited that it's finally up and kicking, I'm going to try and stay posting as often as possible but I do have a life outside of writing so no promises 😂👌🏻 I want to try and at least have three to four parts posted every month seeing as the chapters are quite long, but we'll see. I hope you guys enjoy!
Peace ✌🏻

Parings: None yet

Warnings: Heavy Gore, Mentions of Blood, Swearing, Mentions of Death, Gruesome Talk and/or subjects.

Mentioned Characters: John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Bobby Singer, (My Oc) Riley Gordon.

Disclaimer: I do not own Anything related to the world of Supernatural and/or the characters from the show. I only own my Original characters and Ideas. Thank you!

Summary:
Alpha, Omega, and Beta humans in an apocalyptic world trying to survive among the outbreak of the Supernatural.

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Life in general doesn't really make sense to me..never has come to think of it. I mean if you really think about it, why are we all here? Some of us are lucky enough to make a difference in this piece of shit world while were still breathing but most of us just stay in the shadows, looking to our feet and staying to ourselves as the world goes to hell.

The world itself doesnt even care about us, why else would Mother Nature be trying to kill us? Some dont belong, others just take what's not theirs. And the rest of us? We work all of our lives just to be thrown in the mud. At least thats whats happened to me.

Lets start from the beginning shall we? It'll be easier to explain that way

🅼🅰🆁🅲🅷 1979

A simple couple from Oklahoma that had been married for three years now were about to be parents. Two Betas with nothing to their name but what they'd worked for, living in a small pack of about thirteen others. Think about that. Even with hand-me-down clothes and very little money they were still happy. Why? Because they were about to be parents, they would give life to a tiny soul making another mere light into the world of darkness surrounding them.

Their names were Katherine and Marcus Gordon and they were my parents.

After twenty two long hours of hard labor my mother held me in her arms with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face, giving me the name Riley Amphitrite Gordon. Yes my initials were RAG and thats about all I'd be living in until I turned twenty five.

Now skip down the road a few years to a late October night when I was about four years old and thats when my life went to shit. Our pack was heading South for the winter down to Lebanon, Kansas were another Alpha leader was offering to take us in for the six long months ahead. We were short on supplies and if we were going to survive the winter we'd definitely need to stay somewhere stocked up with food, medicine, and whatever else they could spare. I mean this was the freaking apocalypse for crying out loud, it's either kill or be killed.

The group was just heading to bed, the Alphas were standing guard against the uncharted darkness of the Forrest ahead of us as we all curled in our tents when, out of no where, we were sent under attack. They all came out from every dark part of the Forrest, and were quicker than a cheetah as they announced their attack on our small group. Even as a small child I can still remember the smell of blood, the blood curdling screams of children my own age and mothers being torn to shreds. I remember seeing my mother being eaten alive by those Things...they werent human. I stayed hidden behind the thin material of our tent as I watched in horror as they attacked my father next, knocking him to the ground and tearing into his soft flesh with their sharp, crooked teeth. I somehow remained hidden until my uncle Roger found me, picking me up, along with what belongings we had and running away along with the others that got away from those beasts.