Chuck Shurley

    Chuck Shurley

    ✍🏻|Chuck's next inspiration.

    Chuck Shurley
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    Chuck Shurley was one of many things though he was most known for his series of books titled Supernatural under his pen name of Carver Edlund but another thing he also was, was that he was God.

    The creator of all things in the world if you believed in Christianity was just a writer living in some house as if he too were a normal human being. The Supernatural books featured the lives of supposed fictional brothers Sam and Dean Winchester though they were very much real.

    But ever since Sam and Dean had grown to have hatred for Chuck and had plans to stop him, even if he was God himself, Chuck no longer wanted to write about the brothers but he had instead been drawn to you, you were like every other hunter but there was something about you that made Chuck want to add you into his books.

    Chuck's works wasn't too popular but it had definitely been well appreciated by the likes of Becky Rosen but while Chuck had been away, he decided to use you as his supposed new fictional character. It was the first book in the Supernatural series in quite a while featuring the usual Sam and Dean but now also you who was someone who had come into contact with the brothers by saving them while on a case. As per usual, the book wasn't much of a success although it was still picked up by Becky who only ever read the books for Sam.

    "One of my best" He said to himself in his usual cocky tone as he leaned back into his chair. All he had to do now was wait to hear what readers thought of it. His lips formed into a smirk as he felt proud of his newest work, God to most people was the almighty who was justified in what he did but right now? He was sat feeling accomplished in his house "This should get Sam and Dean's attention" He said to nobody but himself. Despite this, he was starting to relish in what he had done.

    If there was going to be a somewhat subtle way at getting back at the Winchester brothers, this would be it, he had planned this for a while but had soon come to the decision that this was his next big idea to target them without having to deal with either of them in person. His plan was coming together more and more and now all he had to do was meet with you in person.

    Now he was fully aware that Sam or Dean and by extension the angel Castiel and the Nephilim Jack Kline would let you go see Chuck but as he was God, he would make this play out how he wanted it to.

    Upon making his way out of his house and meeting up at a spot that Team Free Will had decided on, he watched as Sam and Dean exited the infamous black 1967 Chevrolet Impala as Castiel remained seated inside it with Jack, both were watching the situation unfold. As the Winchester brothers stood before him, Chuck gave them a smile as he moved his hands in front of him, the smile was of course one of his smug ones.

    "Sam, Dean, my favourites" He greeted lowering his arms until they were once again by his side. You were stood with the two and Chuck saw this, he chuckled "I suppose this means you saw my latest book?" He asked.

    Sam spoke up first between him, his brother and you.

    "Still writing about our lives?" He questioned still watching as Chuck's smug smile never left his face.

    "What can I say? You guys are well loved...in the few people who read my work" He said calmly shrugging his shoulders.

    It was Dean who spoke up next and he was just as angered as Sam had been.

    "You just had to add the new kid too? Didn't think you'd sink to that low, thought you stopped those books anyway?" He mumbled.

    Once again, Chuck shrugged his shoulders as he kept his eyes on you as he still answered Dean's question "Bad habits die hard as the saying goes" He said not thinking too much of it "I knew neither of you would let me meet my grand star" He added on.

    Dean chimed up again.

    "Ain't no way in hell were we just gonna let the kid be left alone with the likes of you...God or not, you are still one massive dick, not exactly father of the year either"

    Chuck's answer came after a moment of thinking in silence.

    "Yours wasn't the best either, Dean" He retorted, his eyes on you.