Amara's Rogues

Chapter 1

In the Men of Letters bunker, all is well and quiet. Jack Kline, a nephilim, was up but watching some movies he got from Sam. Sam Winchester was sleeping on his bed, desk light still on and a book opened on the desk.

But with Dean Winchester, the eldest brother, he was tossing and turning in his sleep. Sweat poured down his forehead, as he was beginning to mumble something in his sleep.

In the dream, Dean Winchester was once again in a black and grey vortex that he was before. He looked around, but his eyes stopped on a familiar figure, wearing the same black dress she always wears.

She turned around and said, "Hello Dean, I need your help."

Dean was still speechless, as she continued to say, "A long time ago, there was a great evil unleashed on the Earth that I unleashed. I stopped it but I fear that SHE is returning, from the darkest bowels of Hell."

He was hit with a barrage of images, that all contained a woman wearing a white mask, with black cracks on it and long blonde, almost white hair, in a braid.

He fell on his knees, as Amara then kneeled next to him and put his hand on his shoulder.

She continued to say, "She can be stopped, but I need you, Sam and Jack to find them."

Dean looked up and asked, "Find who? What are you talking about?"

Amara showed the six symbols and floated them around Dean, as she replied, "The Rogues. Six powers I created that can stop her. Each one different from the rest, but all have a power that can rival an archangel and even a nephilim."

Dean stayed still and then took a little bit to take it all in. He knew that he still cared for Amara and that she does care about him, but even this was crazier than their normal brand of crazy.

After a minute or two, with a deep breath, he stood up and asked, "How do I find them?"

Amara smiled and then decided to kiss him. At first he resisted, but then he melted into it. Yet when it got passionate, he felt a familiar pain burn through his right arm. They stopped and Amara was holding his hand, as a familiar mark appeared on his arm.

She whispered an apology, as the world around Dean began to crumble and fade away.

Dean woke up, gasped for air, as he looked around his room. Everything was still there and exactly like how he left it. He rubbed his face, but before he did, he saw the black ink on his hand. The ink was mostly on his palm and on his fingers.

He was confused, until he remembered the dream, all of it, unlike flashes. He followed his inked hand down to his arm, to see a familiar symbol appear back on his arm. His thumb rubbed over the arm, checking to see if it was real or not.

Dean then looked over, at his desk, and saw a piece of paper on it, with a light on. A small gasp escaped his lips and he looked at the paper. The world, "Swaine" was written on there, very aggressively.

He then looked out the room and decided to get dressed and leave the room, paper in his back pocket and hiding the mark on his arm and having a familiar presence came into his body and mind.

He then came to the war room, to find Sam and Jack were eating some food, while Sam was reading and Jack was looking around. Dean was hesitant to enter the room, but he decided to enter, with his bowl of cereal.

"Hey." Sam said, as Dean sat down across from him.

Dean nodded and then saw as Jack was looking at him. Sam had a confused look on his face, as Dean was starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Jack, everything okay?" Sam askes. Jack replied, "Yes, but I sense something off about Dean. It's like a dark presence has come over him."

Dean chuckled, but then rubbed his arm. Sam noticed this and then looked at Dean's arm. At first he saw Dean's hand, but when it was gone, he saw the one thing that shouldn't be on his brother's arm.

Sam tried to stay calm, as he asked, "dean, why do you have the Mark of Cain back on your arm?"

Dean looked at his arm and said, "Sammy, I can explain."

Jack was just confused, as Dean put his hands up. Sam was still worried, as Sam saw that Dean's right hand had remanence of something on it. It was hard to tell, but Sam's brain decided to jump to conclusions.

"Dean, what's on your hand?" Sam asked.

Dean looked at his hand and replied, "It's just some ink from the pen. It's not what you think it is."

Sam was hesitant but trusted him, as he began to explain his dream to the two. Sam nodded and looked intensively as Jack was listening, but was still a little bit confused about the mark on Dean's arm.

After he was done, Sam said, "So Amara wants us to find her 'rouges' as it since they are the only ones who can beat this thing she created and gave you back the mark, but why?"

Dean shrugged and replied, "I wish I knew why Sammy."

Jack then took the chance and asked, "What's the Mark of Cain?"

The two Winchesters looked at Jack and Dean replied, "The Mark of Cain is this mark that can make someone do something really bad. It's kind of like a bad addiction that can't go away."

Jack nodded and asked, "So, where do we find them?"

Dean chuckled and said, "Well, that's the kicker. I don't know. I mean, I wrote something down but I don't know if it can help"

Dean pulled out the paper and showed them the word. Jack was confused, but Sam took the initiative to go ahead and look it up.

He turned his computer around and showed them something, as he said, "It's a town; Swaine in Tennessee. It's a close knit town, but it might be where the rogue is."

Meanwhile, in a dark room, a seventeen year old girl was tossing and turning in her sleep. But once she was on her side, a black fox was revealed on her neck, as it glew pink, for a quick second. 

Author's Note

Okay, so 1st chapter. Again, I only own eight new characters introduced and the big bad in this book. Also, I will, after this one is over, plan to maybe do a sequel where there are episodes from the rest of the show. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and the others I will post.