Author: Restive Nature
Genre: Crossover
Type: WiP
Shows: Dark Angel and Supernatural
Disclaimer: Neither show represented in this fiction belongs to me. Dark Angel is the product of Cameron/Eglee and Fox, whereas Supernatural is the product of Kripke and The CW. No profits are made from this fiction and it is intended for private enjoyment only.
Story Rating: PG-13
Timeline/ Spoilers: This story is a companion piece to “When It Changes”.
Setting: Takes place between Chapter 23 & 24
Pairing: None
Summary: A series of vignettes. A collection of hunting trips.
A/N- The text mentioned in this vignette is made up, as is the author.
A/N2- Again Dean writes like this and Max writes like this.
The Diary of John Winchester
Name: Miguel Corzenta
Classification: Nagual and Tonal
Description: evil magician/ brujos and animal companion (jaguar in this case)
Lore Reference: Aztec Tonalpohualli, Donald Grey Brillstein’s A Study of Aztec Folklore & History
Encountered At: Troy, Idaho
Specific Attacks: legend says that the Nagual can perform or lift curses, but we didn’t see any of that. This kid just had complete control over his jaguar. Which of course, animal, so it fought like an animal did.
Kill By: destroying the tonal, took the kids power with him, since according to legend the kid would only bond with one animal.
Personal Notes: I hate to say it Dad, but the information we got on this one was kinda wrong, right from the start. We came into town, expecting to deal with some sort of witch or something, not knowing for sure because of the strange animal attacks that were occurring in the outlying areas. There was no protocol for the killings and they did seem random enough.
We certainly didn’t expect to find Aztec mythology this far north into the country. But I guess the family carried their ancestral curses with them.
We did the usual routine, interviewing the families that lost loved ones. It seemed to us that they were all hiding something. There was some piece of information that they all knew. It turned out that every single one of them knew that Corzenta was doing this; there was just no proof to link him to it. It was only his family that knew about his pet jaguar. So Dean had the idea to look into other possibilities, not just the witch theory. I started looking at the different families in the area, since we’ve occasionally run into hereditary curse type stuff. During that line of investigation, I found about four families that could be possibilities. When I told Dean, he picked up on the Corzenta name. That family moved here about 16 months ago, just before the first killing took place. We researched their former town and found that there were two animal killings there, but they had been spaced quite a distance apart and were never solved. So then we did the in-depth on the family. Paternally Mexican, but of Aztec descent on the mother’s side. That seemed to throw a flag up with Dean.
Something about it bugged me. That was when I stumbled on the Tonalpohualli. It’s like the Chinese calendar of animals that each child’s birth date is associated with. But in this case each day has an “aspect” of the animal. There are certain days though that a kid is born that have strong ties, the jaguar being one of those. These kids have the capability of becoming Naguals.
And guess who had that birthday? Bingo, Miguel! Of course, we didn’t figure this out until the guy had already asked me out on a date. I suppose I should have listened to Dean. I guess it’s all that dating experience he has that’s honed his instincts.
Hey!
Sorry, didn’t mean it as a slight. It’s just fact.
You shouldn’t have been out anyway. You were running a temperature.
So I was a bit delirious. I still managed to save your ass.
For which the nurses are prodigiously thankful!
Anyway Dad, after I accepted the date, we got this figured out. So we decided that I would go ahead on the date with Miguel, while Dean tracked down his pet and killed it. But of course, I got sick, and yes, I admit it, I thought I could still deal. But Dean insisted on taking care of it himself.
Thank God you didn’t listen, or I’d be kitty chow.
So, through different records and maps of the area, we had narrowed down where Miguel would be keeping his tonal. Dean did some recon and found the exact location. He planned to go after it in the afternoon, since you know, jaguar, night, not a good mix. Unfortunately, when I broke my date with Miguel, something must have tipped him, because he was there when Dean showed up.
That might not be it. He might have just wanted a little cuddly time with his feline killing machine.
Whatever! I was kinda going nuts, worrying about what Dean was walking into, so, like I’m sure you’ve already figured out, I went after him. Not a good scene. My first action was to knock Miguel out, hoping that you know, no lights on upstairs, no mind control beam being sent out. Then I killed the tonal. Got Dean to the hospital and got him treated. I reported the jaguar to the authorities and last we heard they were cleaning up the body and investigating where it had come from.
Add. - Don’t let anything Max tells you about this fool you Dad… She scared the hell outta me. I mean, I can admit yeah, that jaguar had me near pissing my pants. Especially when Miguel managed to knock my gun outta my hand and that thing was on me so fast I couldn’t reach my back-up. I tried to just roll with it until I could get control again, but the cat was vicious. And then the next thing I know, Max was there, going ballistic.
Dad, she tore the thing apart with her bare hands.
I don’t know if she thought I was dead or something. She won’t talk to me about it. All I know is that I was trying to fight this thing off and then it was gone. Max was hysterical and not in a funny way, you know. I told her I was okay but she insisted we go to the hospital, so that tells you right there how upset she is about this. And granted broken ribs, and thisclose to forever closing off the chance of having kids. As it was I bled like a stuck pig. Anyway, we’re getting out of here as soon as she wakes up, the doctor be damned!
Entry: Sweetwater, TX
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