Dean and Sam Winchester. Your two best friends for life. They ghost hunt with the powers that they have. They are also close with an angelic soldier, named Castiel. He's pretty cool.

Dean is the complete opposite of Sam. He's messy, annoying, eats unhealthy, and very childish. But, he raised Sam from when he was 4, so you can't be too mad.

Sam is alot more proper, eats very healthy, and mature. He's also very sweet. He's a lot more stronger than Dean, muscles wise, but not super buff. He's 4 years younger than Dean.

What isn't cool is the fucking apocalypse. All kinds of shit is going on. You, Dean, and Sam have been all over the place trying to stop it.

You've run into some.. interesting characters, while hunting.

A kid, Jesse Turner, is the antichrist. A christian family, the daughter was none other than the whore of Babylon.

The four horsemen, THE FUCKING CROATOAN VIRUS, ANGELS LIKE ZACHARIAH GETTING KILLED, you name it.

You all also found out that Dean is Archangel Michael's true vessel, and that Sam is Lucifer's.. yeah, what the fuck.

Castiel is fighting fucking heavenly wars, Lucifer is gonna get released from the cage. EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING IS FUCKED.

You, Sam, and Dean are sitting in Dean's Chevy Impala, 67.

Dean: "We're so fucked.." Dean says.

Sam: "Yeah.."

Dean: "This is the damn apocalypse. There is no.. chance."

Sam: "I know, Dean."

Castiel appears in the back, with you.

Castiel: "Tonight is the night. We kill Lucifer."