A/N: First of all, before you read this. Please understand this is AU, meaning Alternate Universe, meaning this is going to be way out there. This will not be like my current story True Friendship. To be honest, its more like Leather Clad Series meets Sarah, Sam, and Lady Valkrie meets Supernatural. It will be a darker take on Chuck comedy but as always I promise the most unique Charah Fluffy Goodness you've ever seen.

So why did I write this? Here's the thing, this is my therapy. I just wanted to have fun and what is more fun then writing about two of your favorite shows. Although this story is dominate Chuck, it has Supernatural sprinkled in also.

I wouldn't really consider this a crossover as opposed to definitely AU. Look, this was just meant to be fun. What I would like to hear is if you think this would be worth continuing and just maybe even exchange some cool ideas. I love talking Chuck and Supernatural so bring it on.

True Friendship is my more serious story, this is not. Please just have some fun and enjoy my take on combining my two favorite shows.

As always, I only own Chuck and Supernatural on DVD, and that is it.

Chapter 1 - In The Beginning

It was a dark and stormy night off the western coast of Florida. Hurricane season was in full force and if one was to look out over the stormy waters of the Gulf, you would think the mother of all Hurricanes was approaching. However looks could be quite deceiving on this stormy night; there was no hurricane in the gulf but there was definitely a storm coming…

Steve was just closing up his small restaurant located near the beach in the booming town of Saint Petersburg, FL. It was approaching midnight and although normally his small Italian restaurant would be packed, especially during baseball season with the Rays in the playoff hunt once again. Tonight though, there was an eerie silence that engulfed the tiny restaurant. Matter of fact, Steve noticed that everyone along the usually active gulf drive was finished for the night.

Steve knew that storms were a regular occurrence in this part of the state. He might not of grown up in Florida but after graduating from Stanford and moving here a few years ago, he quickly got used to the somewhat strange weather patterns of Florida. Even so, there was something about this night that just left a coldness that seeped into the bones themselves. Very odd feeling for a summer night in Florida.

Steve had already sent the staff home and was just finishing up entering the sparse receipts from the days customer into the computer. He smiled as he noticed the computer acting up once again, frozen at the update screen. Staring at the screen he couldn't help but think back to his college days at Stanford. There was always one 'nerd' he could rely on to fix any and all computer problems. He looked over to his phone and actually thought about calling his close friend. He could just hear it now, "So Steve, what did you do to the computer this time? I told you stop downloading porn…"

Steve laughed to himself. His college days were always some of the best memories of his life. The tight group of friends, they called themselves the 'Saturday's Warriors.' He never quite understood what that meant to him, he thought it just sounded cool. They totaled seven in all and there were never a group of friends tighter than they were. Steve's thoughts were interrupted by a strange noise coming from the back of the kitchen.

He turned around to look behind him but did not notice anything. Although you could never be too safe, the restaurant was actually in a nicer part of town. Even so, he decided to get up to check. He paused momentarily as the lights in the restaurant started to flicker. 'Must be the storm,' he thought as he headed towards the kitchen.

He walked through the side door and entered into the kitchen which was now dimly lit. It suddenly got really cold as Steve looked deeper into the kitchen. 'What the hell is going on' he thought as he cautiously walked towards the back of the kitchen to where the food supply closet was. It was then the radio suddenly came on, causing to Steve to jump in surprise.

The lights once again began to flicker as the rumbling from the thunderstorm outside practically shook the walls of the small restaurant. This time Steve felt it. It was a feeling he hadn't felt in quite a while. Not since the days at Stanford had he had this feeling. He reached for a butcher knife that was lying on the counter next to him. He had to pause at he looked at his weapon. Yeah a lot of good this is going to be he quipped. Which prompted his next move which was to quickly make his way to the supply closet. He had to find salt and he had to do it now.

He rounded the corner just inches from the supply closet when the first 'thing' materialized right in front of him.

"Whatcha lookin fo boy?" Hissed the red eyed demon, saliva dripping from its long sharpened teeth.

Steve instantly brought up his knife, aiming for the heart of the demon that stood in front of him. It was useless as two more demons materialized right next to him pinning his arms to his side. Their grip was practically ripping his arms apart. Steve knew better than this. He had gotten slow since his hunting days… since Stanford. And now he would pay the ultimate price.

"Ohhh boy weez waited long times to gets you." The demon in front of Steve grabbed his chin as he got right up in his face. "Weez goin enjoy dis." The demon opened its mouth wide to devour Steve's face.

Steve closed his eyes as he quickly recited the last rites. These demons may take his body but his soul would be free. Steve heard a very loud and discomforting crack as something warm sprayed across his face. He felt the grips of the two demons holding his arms suddenly go limp.

That is when he braved, opening his eyes. What he saw shocked him. Laying in pieces all around him were the demons or what remained of them. It did not take him long to find out who his savior was as a tall, well-built man approached him from the front. The man had short cropped black hair and steely black eyes.

The man looked to where Steve was staring at the remains of the Demons. "I know, such disgusting creatures. But don't worry Stevie boy, I'm going to fix that."

Steve could see the man look off into space as if he was contemplating something big. "How do you know my name?" Steve studied the man closer. If it was possible, it felt like the air just dropped ten more degrees.

"Let's just say I need your help." The man gave a wooden smile.

"What can I help you with?" Steve may not be caught up with things nowadays, but he knew no normal man would be able to take out three Demons single handedly. No, he had to watch himself with this one.

"I'm looking for something very, very valuable. A talisman so to speak."

'Oh Shit.' Steve thought to himself. He had to stay calm but he knew eventually it wouldn't matter. The Prophecy was already in motion. "I'm sorry sir. I don't know what you're talking about." Steve tried to act innocent.

"Now see, you do know the commandments don't you. Thou shalt not lie to the Lord your God." The tall man leaned his head to one side as if talking to a child.

"Sir I'm really sorry but I have no…" Steve never finished as he was lifted off the ground by his throat.

"Now my child, I'll ask this only one more time. Where is the Talisman?"

Steve was barely hanging on to consciousness as he forced out a reply. "I… don't… know…"

"Thou hath sinned against the Lord thy God. Now thou must repent." The man effortlessly pulled Steve toward him where he placed a gentle kiss on Steve's forehead. "Thou shall be forgiven my son." The man snapped Steve's neck like a twig. The passive visage of the man suddenly changed as his mouth opened wide.

A sudden rush of wind filled the room as Steve's soul was sucked out of his body and into the essence of the man still holding him by the neck. The man licked his lips as the transfer was complete but then he brought his other hand around and placed it on Steve's lifeless body.

"Come back to me my son."

The dark haired man's hand suddenly began to glow as Steve's body convulsed as a literal blackness enveloped him. Once the blackness was gone, Steve or what could only be described as Steve's vessel was suddenly awake and standing on its own.

The dark haired man let Steve go as he stood back to admire his handy work.

The Steve vessel, dropped to one knee and bowed his head. "I will go and do what thou commandeth."

"Very good my son. No go and find more of your brothers and sisters and bring them unto me." He gave a twisted smile as he looked at the result of his latest convergence. He had finally perfected it. No more mishaps or abominations like these Demons that lay scattered around the floor. It would not be long and he would have his glory. He would be the one true God over all of creation. The only thing that stood in his way was this Talisman. He must find this Talisman or as others have called it, the Intersect…

{* * *}

{Somewhere in France}

The waitress looked over at her newest customer. She couldn't help but be mesmerized by this man. He was the most beautiful human being she had ever seen. Everything about him was just heavenly. His presence alone made her almost speechless. She had never seen him before, never seen anyone like him before, was it possible that she had fallen in love at first sight? How could that be, she never believed in that kind of thing but just something about him left her in awe…

She finally was able to catch her breath and steady her heartbeat as she approached the man sitting at the far table, away from all the other customers. It was nearing night time but if it was possible, she swore there was a glow about this man. She double checked to make sure she had her order pad, her pen, and that everything was prim and proper. She paused as she looked down at her attire. She was dressed in her waitress uniform which was very classy, especially since this was one of the more popular restaurants around town, but for whatever reason, she suddenly felt way under dressed. Even so she approached the man.

"Can I take your order sir." Her breath caught as the man looked up to her and smiled. His smile calmed every nerve in her body. Every part of her ached for this man.

"My child, I will just have some bread and water."

He could have asked for her first born and she would have given it to him. She was completely taken by this man. "Yes… Yes sir."

The man reached out and touched her arm. "Child, it's okay. I'm expecting a guest and…"

The man never finished as a tall red haired man in a dark black Armani suit approached his table and sat down.

The waitress suddenly felt cold as she looked at this newcomer. Even with the warmth of the gentle, beautiful man, the site of this new red haired man caused her to shiver.

"Be gone child. Fetch me some red wine and the house special. As raw as you can darling." The red haired man smiled but that smile caused the waitress to quickly turn and leave the table.

"Do you really have to be like that all the time, brother?"

The red haired man stopped smiling as he looked upon his brother. "Don't question me Michael. You're not the one bound for eternity to roam this Godforsaken land crawling around like some snake."

"Lucifer, it was your choice to leave. You had it all, brother. Father still loves you but you're too prideful to ever accept such love." Michael felt pity for his fallen brother.

"Father was not the one I had the issue with and you know it Michael. It was his only begotten that I despise." Lucifer could not even speak the name without bile rising in his throat.

Michael, always the one to calm his brother knew he had to tread carefully. The only begotten had sent him on this mission and he knew without Lucifer's help, the world as we know could end. "Lucifer, you know why I'm here."

"Yes I do." Lucifer once again had a look of disgust on his face. "And if you guys up there would have had more control of these scum of the earth humans, like I suggested, we would not be in this mess."

"Brother, you know that this goes way beyond that. This is a problem that we both face. Heaven and Hell."

Lucifer just shook his head. "Yeah and now what are we supposed to do? What has the almighty got planned this time?"

Michael could take certain things. He knew how his brother was. But blasphemy against Father would never be allowed. "Lucifer, you will not blasphemy against father again. Next time you do, we stop being brothers."

Lucifer could see the look in Michael's eyes. He knew he had gone too far and Michael was not someone you wanted to piss off. There was a reason he was the top Archangel and why he led the armies of heaven. If there was one person in Heaven and Hell that you did NOT want to piss off. It was Michael. "Fine, so what do we do about this new threat?"

Both Angels knew this threat was greater than anything they had ever faced. It gave no credence to demon, angel, or human. It was taking them all, or converging them so to speak. The problem was this new breed, or Ring of Fallen as they were called now, was undetectable to both Angels and Demons. It's not that they couldn't be killed, but no two Fallen were ever the same and that was if you were lucky enough to reveal them. Usually by the time that happened, it was too late. There was only one thing that could detect these Fallen, but it could only be used by a human. Someone special enough to release all its capabilities.

Michael knew to stop this threat that was now walking the earth; it would take a partnership like none have ever seen. "The wheels have already spun in motion. Gabriel has been searching the earth for the one who could handle the Talisman and he finally has found him."

The Talisman was created for man at the time of the first creation. It was done so that balance could be maintained if the scales were ever thrown out of whack. Now was such a time.

Lucifer could not believe that they had found the one so soon. But of course that pretty boy Gabriel had found him. Always the hot shot, he should have known Gabriel would find the One first.

"The Talisman is being delivered now as we speak but this Ring of the New Fallen are searching for the One also. It is imperative that we protect the holder of the Talisman at all cost. He will be the key to defeating this Ring and restoring balance to the Universe." Michael paused as he looked deep into the eyes of his brother. "And Lucifer, you know why there has to be a balance. If you try to harm or use the One in anyway, you know this will end badly for not only you, but our entire existence. For that, I am sending my top Archangel to protect him and I expect you to do the same." Michael knew this was a shaky proposition. He of course had already picked out his top Archangel. He had no doubt that this warrior of Heaven would protect the one at all costs and make sure that Lucifer did not use him for his advantage. This Warrior of Heaven was the best, always following orders without question.

Lucifer sat back and looked onto his brother. He had a choice to make. He could lie and deceive as he always had done or he could cooperate for once and maybe, just maybe, not screw up again. At first he thought why not send the armies of both Heaven and Hell to stand with this 'One', but that quickly became apparent. The last time they all got together didn't turn out to well for Lucifer and his family. No, he knew they had to be discreet about this by keeping the identity of the One hidden. Thus Michael was right, he must send his best to protect the One. But to send his best, he would have to send the one closest to him. His first born, and while he may not ever know love again, what he felt for his first born was as close as he ever would. "Fine. I will do this. I will send my best. But Michael, when this is all over…" Lucifer leaned forward so he could look directly in Michael's eyes. "Then it's back to what it was before."

Michael understood his brother. Probably better than anyone. While he always held out hope that Lucifer would regain his glory, he knew it was too late. Even so, this had to be done. They had to protect the One so that they could defeat this new threat. "Then an agreement has been reached between Heaven and Hell."

Michael stuck out his hand as Lucifer cautiously grabbed it in a firm handshake. Smoke rose from their hands as the terms and conditions of the binding agreement was seared into the hands of both Angels. "So it is written upon our souls, so shall it be done."

{* * *}

Chuck was sitting near his window, talking to his good buddy Morgan. Morgan he thought, how wonderful it was to have such a pure, honest to goodness friend. He hadn't had many friends growing up, Morgan was pretty much it. But what he lacked in quantity, he definitely tripled it in quality. Morgan was the man. Chuck smiled thinking about all their adventures growing up. Morgan was his Chewie.

Chuck and Morgan both were preparing to make a hasty retreat. Chuck's sister was throwing a birthday party for him today and he just couldn't wait to get out and spend the night playing Halo with Morgan. Shoot, playing Hello Kitty Saves the World would probably be better than spending a birthday with all of Ellie's friends, Chuck thought to himself. They were both about to repel down his bedroom window, commonly known as of late as the Morgan door, when his computer beeped.

Morgan was already over near his computer, gathering some last minute game controllers, so he looked towards the monitor upon hearing the beep. He had hoped this would be a message from Snowstorm Entertainment saying he and Chuck were accepted into the Apocalyptic Beta, but no luck. "Hey Chuck, look. It's a message from that pretty boy douche bag, Bryce."

Wow, Chuck thought as he zipped up his duffel bag and looked at the screen. Bryce freaking Larkin. He hadn't heard from him since college. Chuck didn't have a mean bone in his body but for whatever reason, Bryce Larkin brought out the worst in him. What Bryce did to him in college was unforgivable. Well okay, maybe not unforgivable because in reality Chuck had already forgiven him. It was in Chuck's nature to forgive and no matter the pain and sadness Bryce put him through. He knew in his heart that it was all in the past.

"Want me to open it Chuckles? Probably just wishing you a happy birthday by sending you pornographic pictures of him and the J word banging uglies." Morgan looked to his friend.

Chuck could not believe that just came out of Morgan's mouth. While his little buddy always had his back, sometimes he could be just way to honest and open. This might have been exactly one of those times. "While I appreciate your uplifting comments and of course the reintroduction to all bad memories into my head; I think I will wait; just go ahead and delete it."

Morgan hit something on the keyboard. "Nope, can't delete it. Isn't that odd?" Morgan continued to try to hit the delete button but nothing happened.

Chuck walked over to him and gently put a hand on Morgan's arm to stop the constant key striking. "Morgan buddy. I will just look at it later. Let's get out of here before Ellie catches…"

"Charles Irving Bartowski!"

Chuck cringed at the sound of his sister's reprimanding voice as she burst through his bedroom door.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Hands on hip, eyes scrunched, Ellie was not in a pleasant mood.

"Busted" was all that was said as Morgan turned to look at the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

{* * *}

Gabriel had already sent off the Talisman, or the Intersect as everyone was calling it now a days. He could not believe his good fortune in finding the One so soon. Of course he should have realized the clues back in the day when he was searching the students of Stanford, but he had to be sure. It wasn't till recently when he felt the forgiveness of what he had done wash over his soul that he knew Chuck was the One.

Although being an angel definitely had its perks, it sure was a fun ride to come down and play the role of a pretty boy adventurous spy for a short time. But now it was time to head back up to help Michael and Father with all the things they needed. He would probably be back to check on the One from time to time, but he already knew the plan. He knew the soldiers of Heaven and Hell that were being sent to protect him. One he actually had worked with from time to time, but the other would just as well rip his wings apart.

Oh well, he had no doubt it would work out. He had never before met anyone quite like Chuck and he knew without a doubt, Chuck would prevail. As a matter of fact, he was betting his glory on it.

{* * *}

Chuck finally got back to his room after a night of fake socializing. Morgan had invited him over for an all-night Halo Marathon but really he just wanted to go to bed. He had an early shift at the Buy More tomorrow and he just did not feel up to gaming.

Chuck stood in the middle of his room admiring all the geeky things he had. He smiled thinking his bedroom could be a booth at the local Comic Con. But then the realization of what he truly was hit him. Hanging around with Ellie's doctor friends just reiterated how much of loser he really was. Sure he wasn't quite over Jill yet and it wasn't like there was a whole lot there to begin with. Then getting kicked out of Stanford really was not helping on the career front, but he was in all intents and purposes happy. Okay, maybe not happy but at least content. Content making twelve dollars an hour, working the Nerd Herd desk, and the closest thing to a girlfriend being a level 80 female Night Elf Druid on his World of Warcraft server. Yeah his life sucked.

His computer beeped again. "And if my life didn't suck enough. Thank you Bryce Larkin."

Chuck looked at the monitor as the email from Bryce kept pulsating slightly, letting him know that it was there. Oh look, Bryce even marked it top priority as if my life always stopped and ended at the whim of the pompous a-hole. Well what the heck Chuck thought. As if this night could get any worse.

Chuck double clicked the email and suddenly the screen went blank except for a word phrase that appeared. Chuck thought this was odd. Maybe Bryce had missed playing Zork so he wanted to start up again.

Chuck smirked. Apparently Bryce had been so busy with all the Ladies and you know, being successful that he didn't realize that computer games had become quite advanced in the past five years.

Chuck rubbed his eyes as he let out a deep sigh. He sat there debating whether he should oblige Bryce with a response. "Oh well. What do I have to lose?" Chuck spoke questioningly as he typed in the response to the phrase.

The screen suddenly became so bright Chuck almost had to hide his eyes. It was like a mini-sun had begun to grow on his computer. His entire room was lit up as the brightness began to grow. This is when Chuck started to really freak out. "Oh great, Bryce sends me a nuclear bomb through email." It was a crazy thought but one not so farfetched as Chuck stood up, trying to slowly gain some distance.

That's when everything exploded in the brightest white light Chuck had ever seen. One would think first instinct would be to cover their eyes, but this was different. Chuck's eyes started to lose focus as the light consumed him. The last rational thought he had was 'Thank you Bryce Larkin.'

{* * *}

"Chuck buddy. You with us?" Morgan was trying to wake his bestie from what must have been his drunken slumber.

"And dude, what the heck did you do last night? That tattoo is AWESOME!" Morgan could not believe how cool the tattoo was on Chuck left shoulder.

Chuck was in and out of that state of consciousness where you can't tell if you are dreaming or awake. He thought for sure he was in his room and Morgan was there, but something felt different. It was as if every sense in his body had magnified somehow. Which of course currently was sound, and Morgan was being way too loud. "Morgan please. Keep it down."

"Sure thing Han." Morgan already had Chuck's Buy More clothes laid out for him. "By the way Chuck ole buddy. We're late."

Chuck immediately sprung to his feet. "Oh crap. If were late again, Big Mike is going to have us working the dungeon for a week."

Morgan could only shake his head. Of course he knew that he would get out of it but poor Chuck had some moral code or something that prevented him from being a lazy worker.

"Let's get a move on Chuck; I have a feeling today is going to be the best day of our life."

{* * *}

Chuck was still suffering from a bad headache while also trying to figure out how he got the strange tattoo on his shoulder. He didn't quite recognize it but it looked a lot like a friend of his had in College. Matter of fact, the friend's brother had something similar but even so, this one seemed different somehow. Bigger even. Thinking about it just made his head hurt more and so he sat at the nerd herd counter, head lowered, trying with all his might to block out the world around him.

. . .

Lucifer's first born stood there at the entrance to the Buy More. How she hated the smell of these humans. Where most of her kind loved to inhabit the bodies of these humans she was different. She was actually born a half-breed. Part-demon, part-human. As such, she had her demon form but was also given her own earthly body which she had to admit that she hated it. The blond hair, long silky legs, large breast, tight ass, it always got every human male looking at her and that in itself disgusted her.

If she had her way, every human male would be destroyed off the face of the earth. They were disgusting and insignificant. If not for their purpose of breeding which would allow more souls for Father, she would had led her own army to destroy them all. Luckily, it was not her time to breed. Father was very picky and she couldn't be happier. The thought of breeding with these scum made her scales crawl. While others may have wanted it or even looked forward to it, she would just as well go throughout her eternity with the only person she ever cared about… herself.

But of course Father came to her and told her what she had to do. She was to protect the One. Well he didn't look much like the One to her. Staring at his tall lanky form, his brown curls that were way too long, and those eyes... Those chocolate brown eyes were the gateway to his soul. The soul she would just as well rip out of his body and devour it, then help save it. But she would obey her Father. She really didn't have a choice. But she sure would not make it easy on this flesh-ling. Any chance she got she would do what she could to cause him pain and suffering. If she had to suffer, then this Chuck, the One would to.

She licked her lips and smiled at the thought of inflicting so much pain to this… Chuck. If only a different time and place, her hunger would have been quenched sooner. Who knows, maybe after this idiot Ring Leader was found and destroyed, she could get her wish to rip this flesh-ling limb from limb. For now though she had to play the part.

She cautiously approached him holding her breath as she passed the humans around her. It took all she had not to vomit as the stench was unbearable. Being around humans always did this to her. Oh hell, being around anyone always caused her stomach to turn. Well this is it she thought as she approached Chuck.

She was standing in front of him now and the idiot was singing something about Vicky Vale. She shook her head as something strange happened as she stood inches from him. The usual stench and vileness that accompanied everyone she was around was suddenly not present. Oh she could tell it was there. She had to look no farther than where the bearded one stood next to Chuck and even the Asian one behind him smelled of putrid. But this Chuck smelled… different.

She didn't even realize he was now staring at her until his lips parted in the biggest smile she had ever seen. She instantly doubled over in pain as if a pitch fork was run through her chest. She grabbed at the location of the pain she was feeling. Nothing had ever done that before. It wasn't until she felt something warm on her arm that the pain subsided.

"Excuse ma'am? Are you alright?" Chuck was by this strange woman's side at seeing her pain. He was offering his help as only he could.

She looked up into the eyes of the One as he tried to help her. No one touched her and lived, yet why was she allowing this? The pain was gone and so was any remnant of the stench around her. It was this human, this Chuck that was doing this. It must be magic she thought as she quickly straightened back up, trying her best not to make more of a scene.

She looked down as the One extended his hand to her. She heard his greeting, telling her his name was Chuck. She hesitated, once again never wanting the feeling of human flesh against her. But this was different. It must be the Talisman she thought. That was the only explanation. She would never know why she did it, but she extended her hand as both human and demi-demon exchanged a friendly gesture. Her mind was clouding as she saw the One just standing there. She knew human nature was to exchange pleasantries and she did not want to make a scene, at least not yet.

However all previous thoughts she had about ripping the One's flesh from his bones and devouring his soul seemed to pass away. Before Lucifer's first born knew what she was doing, her human voice spoke. "Hi Chuck, my name is Sarah and I'm new in town."

A/N: I told you it was out there. I'm not sure I will be spending a lot of time with this one. I guess it depends on you guys. Even so it won't be my normal epic story length, maybe more like Cost of love if even that. I can't neglect True Friendship, but I have a buffer of chapters for that so I thought I would try this just to change the pace a bit. As I said, I just wanted to have some fun and put my own spin on things. I would love to hear your thoughts on how the similarities to the show could actually play out. It would be neat to see if everyone is on the same track as I am.