"What are our options?" A tall man with long, brown hair said.
"I just contacted someone who can help," A short man with curly hair replied.
"Can't you just deal with it? She's your sister," A gruff voice spoke out.
Ben appeared sitting in a chair at the cartography table in the middle of the room in ultimate form.
"Ben!" The short man exclaimed, "You came."
"What the-" The long haired man exclaimed.
"Hey, God," Ben greeted.
"Please, call me Chuck," The curly haired man said.
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"So, Amara's going on a rampage?" Ben questioned after introductions.
The tall man with long, brown hair was named Sam and someone came a few minutes later called Dean. He was the brother of Sam and a bit shorter.
"You know her?" Dean asked.
"Not personally," Ben replied, nursing a beer, "Chuck told me about her while I was helping him with something else."
"How old are you man?" Sam asked, curious about who God would need.
"Thirty-two," Ben held up a hand before the brothers could speak, "This world moves faster than my own. The last time I was here, your grandparents weren't even born."
"Woah," Dean said, "That's some crazy sh*t."
"But what are you?" Sam asked, "You're obviously not just human."
Without speaking, Ben just took a sip of his lukewarm drink and nodded.
"Long story which I don't want to get into right now," He said, "Anyway, why won't you just deal with her, Chuck?"
"Because it will mess with the balance of the universe, Ben," The squirrly man sighed.
"So I shouldn't kill her?"
"B-Ben," Chuck felt a little fear, "I know you have the capability but it really will screw things up."
Dean and Sam glanced at each other in surprise. It was apparent to them that this mysterious being was able to make God himself quiver in fear.
"Fine," Ben sighed, "But what should I do with her?"
"Just bring her here please," Chuck said, "I want to try to convince her to stop this."
"Ok. See you in a few," Ben said before teleporting away.
"Who is that and why the hell do you seem afraid of him?" Dean questioned Chuck.
"Haha," Chuck nervously chuckled without giving an answer.
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A busty, red-headed woman was relaxing in an outdoor hot tub, surrounded by swirling darkness.
She was naked and had her head back as she relaxed.
"Hello," A voice from above her said.
Startled, the woman opened her eyes to see a muscular man with piercing green eyes looking down on her.
"Who are you?" She asked, not bothering covering herself as she stood, her breasts jumping in response.
"Would you mind covering yourself?" Ben asked Amara.
"Oh? Does this form arouse you?" She replied, grabbing her breasts and squeezing them.
Sighing, Ben snapped and both he and Amara disappeared from inside the darkness.
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They reappeared in the same room Ben was in earlier with Chuck and the others. Amara was clothed in a dark, purple dress which accentuated her figure.
Chuck and the brothers were startled by the sudden appearance. Sam and Dean both drew pistols and aimed at the woman.
"None of that," Ben looked at them and their guns suddenly appeared on the table with the magazines out.
"You said you wanted to talk to her, so talk," Ben told Chuck, ignoring the looks he got from the brothers.
"Really?" Amara spoke up, "You brought me to my brother? I don't have to stay," She tried to teleport but couldn't.
She shot a look towards her brother but he just shrugged his shoulders. She looked towards Ben and he raised an eyebrow.
"What are you? How can you exert your power over me?" She asked, genuinely confused.
"He's like us, sister," Chuck nervously scratched his neck.
"What?!" She shouted, "How can that be? We're Primordial beings. The first beings to ever exist in all time and space!"
Sam and Dean's eyes bulged when Chuck said that, instantly darting looks to Ben.
Ben teleported the brothers outside and locked the doors to the bunker.
"Need proof?" He then asked Amara.
"Yes," Amara threw up her hands, "Please prove to me that you're a primordial."
Ben thought of the sample he took from Chuck a while ago and entered his Primordial transformation. His body shone a bright green color until he was just a silhouette. Chuck and Amara responded by doing the same, white and black respectfully.