American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

In the Supernatural universe, parallel worlds exist as well. However, in the main world's lore, everything was created by the legendary being known as God.

Since the worldview of this universe is primarily rooted in the Bible, God is the most powerful being, said to have personally created the entire cosmos.

From Alex's memory, the Supernatural comics mainly revolved around the story of Dean and Sam's father. But it seemed that the events of the TV show had been incorporated here as well.

Unlike the gods in other multiverses who could destroy worlds, the gods in this world were comparatively weaker. Neither the Norse, Greek, nor Egyptian pantheons could rival the higher-tier angels and demons.

In the series, there was even a scene where Lucifer single-handedly killed Odin, Baldur, and other gods, including those from Egyptian mythology.

Although these gods could still cause natural disasters such as floods, tsunamis, and earthquakes upon manifesting, their inability to descend in their true forms and reliance on possessing mortal vessels made their combat power relatively unimpressive.

That's just how it was. If these monsters were truly unbeatable, then the hunter profession would be unnecessary, and humanity would simply become food for these creatures, as in ancient times.

The so-called "god-killing" was essentially just destroying the vessel the deity inhabited. It couldn't harm the deity's true form. Without special weapons, even killing demons was limited to banishing them back to Hell.

But Dean and Sam hadn't reached that point yet. At this stage, the brothers were just starting their journey. They hadn't even encountered angels, let alone gods.

This also meant that Alex's request for them to find a rift to Heaven was an almost impossible task for them at this point.

"Alright, Bobby. Thanks. Call me if you find anything," Dean said before hanging up the phone.

Turning around quickly, he gestured at Alex with a bit of flair.

"All set. I've asked Bobby to investigate information about Heaven. If anyone in the world can dig up something about it, it's him. We should hear back in a while. Happy now?"

"Thanks, you've been a big hel—agh!"

Alex started to respond but suddenly winced, his face contorting as he clutched his ear.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Jo hurried over, her concern evident.

"I'm fine… really. It's just… well, hard to explain. Maybe I'm just not acclimated yet. I keep hearing this static noise," Alex said with a faint smile, trying to reassure her.

Since his arrival, Alex had been plagued by a constant piercing noise in his ears, akin to tinnitus.

Initially, Alex had no idea where the sound was coming from. But now, he understood—most likely, it was the "angel radio."

In the Supernatural universe, the prayers of ordinary people could be heard by their respective deities. This higher-dimensional communication was the method angels used to communicate, hence the term "angel radio."

For some reason, Alex was also receiving these signals. However, since he wasn't an angel and couldn't tune into the proper frequency, all he could hear was incessant static.

Using magical energy to suppress the noise, Alex finally found some relief, and the world around him became much quieter.

"Thanks, buddy. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even know angels existed," Dean said, taking a swig of his drink. His tone lacked any hint of gratitude.

"You hunt monsters—creatures from myths and legends. Right now, you're after a yellow-eyed demon. If these beings exist, why wouldn't angels?" Alex replied calmly.

Dean scoffed at the suggestion. If angels truly existed, why would they allow so many monsters to run rampant in the world?

Having grown up hunting alongside his father, Dean had seen more than enough horrors. He had also witnessed countless priests and clergymen slaughtered by ghosts and other supernatural entities.

If angels existed, would they just stand by and watch their faithful followers be killed by demons? If they did, it only proved that angels weren't good beings either.

Sensing Dean's rising frustration, Sam quickly stepped in to change the subject.

"Bobby will probably need some time. If finding Heaven were easy, there would've been rumors by now. In the meantime, let's focus on the case we're working on."

"You've got another job?" Jo asked, unsurprised.

"Yeah." Sam nodded, beginning to explain.

"While tracking the demon, we came across a string of disappearances. We stopped here on our way to take a break."

"Disappearances? What kind of disappearances?" Jo asked, intrigued.

"Oh, it's happening over in California—"

Sam's explanation was cut short by Dean's pointed coughing. When Sam looked over, Dean subtly shook his head, clearly signaling him not to continue.

"Dean, what do you mean by that?"

Jo marched up to Dean, frowning deeply.

Dean, however, simply smiled.

"Well, you're finally talking to me. I thought you'd ignore me for the rest of my life."

"Thanks to you, I'm a hunter now. So don't treat me like some clueless vase—I've taken down some pretty tough monsters myself," Jo said seriously.

"I thought—" Dean's expression grew complicated. "I thought you shouldn't have gone down this path, Jo. You deserve a better life, not one where you could die in a ditch like us."

"If you're about to lecture me like my mom, save it. She's already approved of me doing this, and sometimes she even works with me," Jo retorted. She shoved the beer she'd just opened into Dean's hand, then turned to Sam.

"Go on, Sam."

Faced with Jo's determined attitude, Sam hesitated, looking to Dean for help. He hoped his brother would take charge.

Both Dean and Sam had always treated Jo like a little sister and naturally didn't want her involved in such dangerous work. But at this point, even Dean could only take a swig of beer and begrudgingly accept her decision.

After all, if even her mother Ellen had given her the green light, there wasn't much they could do.

Sighing, Sam finally continued.

"This started about two weeks ago. We saw reports in the newspaper about disappearances in California. Over the past year, six girls have gone missing in the area, about one every two months. We suspect there's a case there."

"Missing girls, and on a consistent timeline? Looks like it's time for us to step in," Jo mused thoughtfully. Having grown up around hunters, Jo had developed a solid theoretical understanding of the field, often surpassing even seasoned hunters in knowledge.

"It could be a sacrificial ritual to some dark god or a werewolf pack. But we won't know for sure until we investigate. When do we leave?"

"Uh, anytime," Sam shrugged.

Hearing this, Jo's excitement grew. Pumping her fist in the air, she said, "Great! Let me get ready. I'll change, and you three get in the car and wait for me. I'll be out in ten minutes."

"Three of us?"

Sam blinked, turning to look at Alex.

Jo, however, didn't seem to find anything unusual about her statement. She opened the door, turned back to the group, and finally fixed her gaze on Alex.

"Bobby's investigation is going to take a while, and waiting here is boring. You're a superhero, right, Alex? You'll come with us, won't you?"

"Of course. For you," Alex said, raising his glass.

It seemed like this mission was unlikely to be part of the original story. It was probably one of the "overlooked" hunting missions or one where the brothers had previously failed.

Seeing Alex's response, Jo gave him a radiant smile before turning and disappearing through the door. Now, only Alex and the Winchester brothers remained in the warehouse, and the atmosphere grew awkward.

After a long silence, Dean suddenly turned to Alex and spoke seriously.

"I don't know what you're up to, but let me warn you—don't get any ideas about Jo. She's just a kid."

"You think I'm like you, a regular Casanova?"

Alex smirked. He hadn't forgotten that in the original story, Dean was quite the ladies' man—so much so that he didn't even realize he had a son.

Besides, it was clear that Dean had feelings for Jo, and Jo, in turn, was drawn to Dean's mature charm. Perhaps for a girl who had grown up without a father, there was a certain allure in that kind of figure.

However, their relationship ultimately remained platonic. During the Apocalypse, Jo sacrificed herself to protect the group, dying alongside a Hellhound. Their feelings for each other were frozen in the bond of sibling-like affection.

Realizing he couldn't get through to Alex, Dean turned to Sam.

"We're not seriously bringing him along, are we? He has no idea what he's doing. He's never hunted before, and he's only going to make things more dangerous for us."

"But Alex's superpowers could be a big help," Sam said cautiously. "And, as Jo pointed out, he's a superhero. The enemies he's faced are much more dangerous than ours."

"You've got to be kidding me."

Dean looked at Sam with a mix of disbelief and exasperation. "We're dealing with real demons here. What's he going to do?"

"Psychopaths, criminals, aliens, mutants, mutants, monsters, giants, gods, and demons from other worlds," Sam rattled off like a shopping list.

Dean had no idea what half of those things were. If it were about rock and roll or motorcycles, he could talk for hours, but this? It was way out of his wheelhouse.

Pausing for a moment, Dean threw up his hands in confusion.

"And how do you know all this?"

Sam just smiled and nodded.

"I read the comics, Dean."

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