Prologue – Year of 1781, not too far from Salem

The coven of Campbell was an old one, some saying that their ancestors had studied underneath both Merlin and Morgana Le Fay, to learn both light and dark magic. It was after they had both been laid to rest that the coven had decreed that magic was neither truly light or truly dark; it was up to the sorcerer to determine how they use their magic. The Campbell's had decided to use their magic for good, but they also deemed to stay out of the way of other sorcerers, unless they were really threatening their home or family. It was because of this oath that their village was arguing with them now however.

"Please, madame! These demons are said to bring death, despair and chaos wherever they rest! You and your coven must drive them out before it is too late!" The head of the village pleaded with the oldest living Campbell member; Samantha Rowan Campbell. As a child, she had been very pretty; a young woman, beautiful; and even now, as a few grey hairs started to seep through her chestnut locks as she neared her fortieth year, she was stunning.

Her older brother, Robert Christian Campbell, had been killed by a werewolf three years ago, making her head of their clan. Obviously, some of the remaining men in their clan had not been happy at a woman being in charge of everything (including them), but she was very intelligent, very powerful, and her family was the main branch, so until she herself died she was in control. And if she had no heir, then the next branch, her cousin Ash, would take over as head of the family. Truthfully, Ash didn't mind Samantha being in charge; she really was the most intelligent of all his female cousins, and she gave him a decent allowance from their families fortune.

"I'm sorry Mr. Walker, but as you know, my family swore that it would never get involved in affairs such as this."

"But surely you can make an exception in a case such as this! I have received word from the last three villages and even the city on the outskirts of our home land that they leave nothing but destruction in their wake! Three of them cause chaos with just their looks; filling good, honest God fearing people with ideas of debauchery and sin! The other two cause chaos amongst once happy families by laying seeds of doubt, jealousy and mistrust! Turning brother against brother, mother against child and so on!"

"Gordon, as you very well know, you have yet to give me one piece of proof that the five who have recently come to the village are indeed warlocks or demons at all. And I cannot very well use my powers or those of my coven to drive humans out." Samantha explained.

"But the things they do...!"

"Could be done by humans as well as by demons or warlocks. You tell me that three of them are handsome, almost devilishly so; perhaps they were scorned as children for not having come into their looks, and now seek revenge for all that by filling people's heads with ideas of, as you say, debauchery and sin. The other two, who are just as handsome, find amusement in turning families against each other. Perhaps when they were younger, someone tore their family apart by laying seeds of doubt and hatred, and now wish to get even by doing the same to others."

"But Madame Campbell!"

"Mr. Walker, one need not look for great beasts with horns, vicious fangs and claws in their search for evil. Man himself has proven himself capable of great evil, and will prove himself capable of even greater evil before his reign on this earth is through I'm afraid. I'm sorry, but until you can provide me with proof that they are indeed warlocks or at the very least demons, I can truly do nothing." And with that, she closed the door to her cottage. She hoped that she was not wrong; that they simply were humans, and she had not condemned her village to destruction.

"Oh Robert, I wish you were here now." Robert had been given the power to access his third eye, and had been the one to tell her about humanity's future of pain and horror. She wished that he was here to tell her about the five so called 'demons' that were staying in the village's inn tonight. She looked over at one of the few things that Robert had left behind, being a man of few worldly possessions save the weapons and spell books their ancestors had left them. It was a cauldron that he had won in a fight against a dark sorcerer; through this cauldron, she could ask something, and it would tell her the best solution. However, it could not look into men's hearts, so it could not tell her the intention of the five men. But she went over to it anyway.

"Great Cauldron, I have need of your wisdom. Tell me, should the need arise that I and my coven must vanquish Michael the Powerful, Lucifer the Enchanting, Gabriel the Trickster, Castiel the Wise and Dean the Seducer, how will we do it?" The cauldron glowed red at being asked a question, then blue as it contemplated, then finally violet in answer.

"Madame Campbell, sister to my former master, who defeated my master before who was cruel and dark, I fear that I have no true answer to your question; the demons five are too powerful for even your coven to defeat on it's own. However, we can banish them to another realm." Here Samantha looked hopeful, then puzzled as a thick book came out of the cauldron.

"Seal the warlocks in this tome, and they shall never escape."

"Tell me what must be done, should the need arise."

Three dark and terrible weeks later

"You should have driven us out when we first came here, oh great Madame Campbell!" Dean the Seducer taunted as the coven of thirteen closed around their much smaller group of five.

"I made the mistake of letting you vermin roam free, and for that, I shall never forgive myself. However, we will stop you here and now!" Samantha said as she pulled out the book the cauldron had given her.

"What is that? A book from your ancestors on how to banish warlocks? We are far too powerful." Gabriel the Trickster said with a smirk.

"Not even you will be able to stop this! My family and I shall seal the five of you in this tome, where your evil will be unable to hurt another living soul again!"

"Forever, great Campbell?" Castiel the Wise asked.

"Alas, nothing is forever; should anyone ever read this text again, after you have been sealed, then you shall be released. However, there are two conditions to even that; first of all, it shall have to be someone of Campbell blood who reads the book and sets you monsters free. Secondly, it requires the same amount of power to release you as it takes to seal you."

"So, in other words, we need thirteen of your descendents to walk around freely again." Lucifer the Enchanting summed up.

"That is correct, not that that shall ever happen. We shall tell our children and grandchildren about you, so that they will never read from this cursed book again. So, it's almost certainly going to be forever."

"But as you say, Madame Campbell, nothing is forever, and to spite you, when we are released, and it will come, we shall take the head descendent of your line, as our consort!" Michael the Powerful foretold, and some in the circle gasped and were shocked at the idea.

"Then, you had better enjoy your stay in this tome, for it shall be a long time before any of you see the light of day again!" Samantha then began to chant the words that the cauldron had spoke to her.

Everto of obscurum , audite is vox

Signum absentis , illa latrocinium quinque

Permissum totus quisnam audite , teneo suum proditus mores

Nunquam iterum vadum they ingredior is dies

Is libri vadum forever magis exsisto suum tumbus
Exaro meus cruor solvo lemma , relinquo orbis terrarum ut fatum

And as the coven worked their magic, circles of blue, read, green, yellow and white surrounded the five warlocks, and their screams of rage were the last thing anyone heard come from the clearing, as they were sealed into the book. Samantha and the others breathed a small sigh of relief that the spell had worked, but they all knew that they could never truly relax ever again. From now on, they would all warn their children, who would warn their children about the horrible five who, if the Campbell's had not stopped, probably would have destroyed the planet.

However, in the years to come, long after the Campbell's have left the America's, each going into different branches of the world, Madame Campbell is going to wish that she had been a little more careful in the choice of her words. Instead of saying "the same amount of power that seals you, releases you", she should have said "the same amount of witches that seal you, shall releases you". For, many years after she shall find her rest, her son having taken up the family name, and the five 'demons' have passed simply into legend, a descendent shall rise. A descendent that will be as intelligent, as beautiful and as powerful as her, though not her self-confidence, shall rise. She will rise, hearing of the five demons as nothing more than a bed time story, for that is what it is for all of her generation, even among the other families of witchcraft. She shall be very powerful, but not have the courage to use it, as none have ever believed her capable of true power or intelligence, being so beautiful.

Her name shall be, Samantha Valerie Winchester, daughter of John Winchester and Mary Campbell, named for both her grandfather, and her great-great grandmother, in hopes that the traits that inhabited them, shall inhabit the child. They do not know how right they were.

So, that's the start of a brand new idea that just would not leave me alone. Tell me what you think about it, and if enough people like it, I'll try to manage my time between this, and all the others, as well as my school time of course.

Oh, and for those who don't speak Latin (which is probably everyone :P) here's what Samantha Campbell was saying earlier.

Demons of darkness, hear this cry

Seal away, these villainous five

Let all who hear, know their treacherous ways

Never again shall they walk this day

This book shall forever more be their tomb

Till my blood release them, forsaking the Earth to doom