bad c o m p a n y*
Company always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
Oh I was born
Six-gun in my hand
Behind a gun I'll make my final stand
That's why they call me
The year is 2009. Much has changed since Dean killed the Yellow-Eyed Demon. Dark creatures roam the nights freely. Hunters' numbers are dwindling. Sam still has visions, despite the fact that the Yellow-Eyed Demon is dead. His powers are growing exponentially, and he is having trouble with control. Time is running out for Dean, who had made a deal with a demon to save his one and only brother. His days are numbered, and he knows it. To top it all off, Sam and Dean are on the run from possibly the most powerful demon known to mankind. Her name is Lilith, but such a pretty name does not match her dark black soul. Lilith is scouring the earth looking for the infamous Winchester hunters, and killing anyone who dares cross her path. Nowhere is safe anymore for the two brothers.
But the Winchesters might have found their only salvation. Rumor from the hunter’s underground has it that Samuel Colt made more than one gun. A gun that could kill anything. A gun that both sides would fight and die over. A gun that could save Dean's life, and the future of mankind.
Rebel souls
Deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sun
Now these towns
They all know our name
Six-gun sound is our claim to fame
I can hear them say
In an unnamed city, the evil that was released from the depths of hell has converged. Demonic possessions are rising in number, as are fatalities. Vampires are coming out of hiding to feed without the fear of reprimand. Lycanthropes are in a frenzy to infect as many as possible to gather an army to fight in the Armageddon; it is unclear which side the shape-shifters will emerge from. With little to no original hunters still alive, who will stand up and fight against the cataclysmic odds?
But Sam and Dean are not alone. There is a new generation of hunters, of psychics. They are willing to help, to fight, and to die to save the world. The trouble is, they have no leader and no guidance. Some of them are just kids. They look to the only people that they know can help: Dean and Sam, who by now are legendary. But will Sam and Dean be willing to lead them into the next war, the war for their lives, for their souls, for the very earth in which they live?
The world is not as small as they think. In fact, in Calamity, Iowa, a hunter’s resistance is gathering. Situated on a gate to hell, it has become a growing threat. Will Calamity, the hunters’ town, be the next demonic battlefield?
Demons are rising. Hunters are falling. But a new moon is about to rise that could change the course of the war, and turn the cards in the Winchesters’ favor.
Bad company
And I won't deny
Bad Bad company
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
“Bad Company” ©Bad Company
*previously “Bad Moon Rising”
