Match 19309 Bibleman vs. Demons (Supernatural)

[broadwaybeyonder]

The sun shone bright on the stage set up in the park.  An excited crowd had gathered in front of the stage as the mayor of the town reached the conclusion of his speech.  “And so, after 5 years of tireless dedication of promoting values and morals to our young citizens and being constant in his resolve to better our community, it is my pleasure to award this key to the city to our guest of honor today: Bibleman!” 

The crowd burst into cheers and applause as BIbleman walked up the steps onto the stage.  He was followed by his sidekick Coats, an African American man with a goatee wearing black and white camo and a beret.  Coats waved to the crowd as Bibleman accepted the oversized key.  He then set it down and addressed the crowd. 

“Thank you, Mayor.  On behalf of Coats and myself, I would like to say thank you for this honor.  In fact I’m so honored I promise I’ll keep this speech short.”  There were a few good-natured cheers mixed with the audience’s laughter as Bibleman smiled and continued.  “In James 4:10, the Bible says, “Humble yourself before the Lord, and He will exalt you.”  I can only hope that God continues to use me to show everyone, young and old, the power of His Word.  Thank you again for this award, and God bless you all.” 

The mayor shook Bibleman’s hand as the crowd applauded.  “And thank you, Bibleman!  There will be a reception later this evening at St. Marks, and we hope to see you all there!” 

On the edges of the park, a man stood with their phone out, zooming in on Bibleman with the camera.  Taking a few pictures, Sam Winchester lowered his phone and sighed.  “Oh boy.” 

“I don’t believe this crap!”  Dean Winchester paced around the hotel room as Sam sat with a laptop at a desk.  “Cas tells us we need help for a demon attack, and who does he show us?  Bill Graham in a cape!” 

“I don’t know, Dean,” said Sam, gesturing to the articles he had pulled up on his computer.  “This Bibleman guy has apparently been doing a lot of good in this area.  Community outreach, anti-bullying and anti-drug campaigns.  He seems legit.” 

“As legit as a guy can be running around in purple spandex,” Dean muttered. 

“There is more to the Bibleman than meets the eye.” 

Dean jumped slightly as the angel Castiel suddenly spoke after appearing out of nowhere.  “Geez, Cas!  Don’t angels ever knock?” 

“My apologies, Dean.  But if we are going to complete our mission, we will need the Bibleman’s assistance.” 

“Cas, we saw the articles about a streak of home invasion/murders in this county,” Sam said.  “But you’re sure that this is demon related?” 

“Yeah, this place looks so squeaky clean I half expect Wally and the Beaver to walk out of one of these houses.” 

Castiel looked puzzled at Dean.  “Beavers are not native to this area.”  Dean groaned and Sam stood up from the desk.  “Cas, why don’t you tell us what this is all about?  If the killers are demons, what do they want around here?”  Castiel walked past Dean to look out the window.  “7 years ago, Crowley became aware of this town and the surrounding region.  He found their faith and trust in God… annoying.  He entrusted a group of demons with the task of corrupting this area to leave the people at risk for possession.  In charge of this mission, he placed a low-ranking demon named Luxor Spawndroth.” 

“Sounds like a real charmer,” snarked Dean. 

“He is not,” said Castiel.  “Despite possessing a talent for combining demonic power with human technology, Spawndroth is unstable even by demon standards.  He decided that the best way to weaken the humans’ faith was to target one of their preeminent citizens, a wealthy businessman named Miles Peterson.  Spawndroth predicted that if he could bring down Peterson, the resulting wave of negative emotion would leave the people of this town at his mercy.”  Sam clicked a few keys on his laptop and called up a news article.  “Well, he did a number on Peterson alright.  Rumors came up about him stealing from his company.  Nothing was proven but he got ousted anyway.  He then lost his wife and two sons in car accident.” 

Dean started pacing again.  “Okay, so this guy gets the Job treatment from this Spawndroth guy.  What’s all this got to do with this Bibleman?”  Sam looked awkwardly at Dean.  “Dean?  I think Castiel is saying that Miles Peterson is Bibleman.”  Dean stared at his brother.  “Seriously?  Some CO goes from Hell’s punching bag to a guy who’s fighting demons?  How is this guy lasting that long?”  Dean stopped himself, then turned to face an uncomfortable looking Castiel.  “Aw, Cas.  Don’t tell me the angels made a superhero?” 

“It was decided to be necessary.  The angels agreed that if Spawndroth’s attention was focused here on Peterson’s alter ego, his own obsession would keep him distracted from developing weapons that would be a threat to human and angel alike.  He’d already developed a method of resurrecting himself if his vessel is destroyed.  Bibleman would serve to keep him and his allies in check.” 

Sam pulled up another article describing one of the home invasions.  “Does Spawndroth usually operate like this?  Three families murdered in their homes?”  Castiel shook his head.  “Spawndroth’s methodology usually focuses on testing his new weapon on children to draw out Peterson.  If these are demon attacks, then something has indeed changed.” 

In the decrepit mansion that served as his hideout, Luxor Spawndroth stood nervously before the chair Crowley was sitting in.  Behind Spawndroth was his henchman Ludicrous, whose eyes darted around the smoke-filled room as black-eyed demons glared back at him. 

“So you see, boss,” Spawndroth stammered.  “I’ve been having some great results with this new invention of mine.  With it I project an energy field that causes my target to succumb to their own crippling fears, and when they…” 

“Shut it.”  Spawndroth gulped as Crowley stared a hole through him.  “It’s been 5 bloody years.  I’m expecting results, not a bunch of half-baked gadgets.  That’s why I’ve brought in my friends here to show you two idiots how to do this job right.” 

“Dude,” muttered Ludicrous.  “He was just trying to help, dude.” 

Spawndroth gave a pained look at his henchmen.  “Ludicrous, for once would you shut up?!” 

Crowley gave a nod and a female demon instantly grabbed Ludicrous by the hair, yanked his head back and put an angel blade to his throat.  Ludicrous gasped for breath as Crowley sneered at Spawndroth.  “See?  That’s how you give someone crippling fear.  And I didn’t need to waste time and resources to do it.  Yael?  Release him.”  The demon looked annoyed for a moment, then let Ludicrous go with a shove.  Crowley turned to face the viewscreen that hung on the wall above them.  “L.U.C.I.!  Show me the party these meat bags are throwing for their hero.” 

“As you command, your highness,” said Spawndroth’s AI.  The screen went to static then showed an image of excited people gathering outside St. Marks.  “Today’s the day were going to finish this caped Christian off once and for all,” said Crowley.  “Yael, you will lead the attack.  Bring 8 of your best fighters.” 

“Are you sure 8 is enough?” 

Crowley scowled at Spawndroth, who cowered next to Ludicrous.  “And you two dolts will have a part to play in this too.  Do it right, and you might just avoid me testing how many times it takes to kill you before your resurrections run out.” 

Miles Peterson took a sip from his red solo cup as he observed the activity taking place in St. Marks fellowship hall.  Coats was talking to an attractive lady by the punch bowl, and the room was beginning to fill up with people.  It was getting close to time for him to summon the Bibleman armor for the event. 

Suddenly, Peterson’s watch started beeping.  He glanced around to see he wasn’t being watched, then swiftly exited the hall and ducked into one of the classrooms.  He pressed a button on the watch and raised it up to his mouth. 

“U.N.I.C.E.?  Can you read me?” 

“Loud and clear, Bibleman,” said U.N.I.C.E., Peterson’s computer program designed to assist him in his hero duties. 

“What’s going on?  Are you detecting something?” 

“I am not sure.  Sensors are giving some rather peculiar readings.  Possible enemy activity.” 

Peterson peeked back into the hallway as he spoke to U.N.I.C.E.  “Well, everything seems normal here.  But no sense taking chances.  Deploy your satellite.  If Spawndroth pays us a visit, we might need some back up.” 

“On it, Bibleman!” 

 

“Oh yeah, Bibleman and I go way back,” bragged Coats to the lady at the punch bowl.  “We’ve had some great times and done lots of good too.  If you're interested, I know this Chinese place a few blocks from…” 

“Mister… Coats?” 

The lady walked away as Coats turned to face Sam and Dean Winchester.  Dean quickly showed an ID before slipping it back in his suit pocket.  “I’m Agent Hawking, this Agent Darwin.  We were wondering if we could ask you a few questions.” 

“Oh, I see.  I’d love to help out, fellas.  What do you want to know?” 

“We’d like to start with what your friend Bibleman is up to,” said Sam.  Coats shrugged.  “Well, he does appearances at the local churches, food drives, VBS…” 

“How about fighting demons?” asked Dean. 

Coats looked at the brothers in surprise.  “Just who are you guys?” 

 

In the parking lot, Castiel kept a vigilant watch on the people entering St. Marks.  He could sense that there was a demon presence nearby.  Suddenly his eyes narrowed on a figure tip toeing around the corner of the church. 

Ludicrous nearly jumped out of his skin as Castiel teleported in front of him.  “Whoa!  Dude!  Are you like from Star Trek or something?” 

“What is your business here, demon?” Castiel said coldly.  Ludicrous gave a puzzled look.  “Oh, yeah.  I’m uh, oh right!  I’m the distraction!” 

Before Castiel’s mind could register what Ludicrous had said, Luxor Spawndroth had snuck up behind him and slapped a metallic button on his back.  The device whined as electrical charges shot out from it into Castiel.  Spawndroth jumped up and down cackling as Castiel fell to the grass groaning in agony. 

“We got an angel!  We got an angel!  Hahaha!  How do you like that, wing boy?!  Just a never-ending wave of fear, despair, anger, and doubt, mixed with a heaping helping of good ol’ fashioned pain!  Hahahaha!  Won’t be able to save your buddies this time!” 

 

“Look, fellas,” said Coats.  “I think you guys have got Bibleman confused with someone else.” 

“Cut the act,” said Dean.  “We know about Spawndroth, and we know who Bibleman actually is.  If he’s going to fight what’s coming for him, he’ll need our help.” 

“He’ll need a lot more than that!” 

A gasp rang through the fellowship hall and Coats and the Winchesters turned to see Yael and her 8 demons standing in the middle of the room.  Yael smirked at the Winchesters.  “Well, well.  Things must be getting bad for the Winchesters.  You need to ask for help from the second stringers?” 

“You know these people?” asked Coats.  Yael turned to address the crowd.  “You and your Bibleman.  Where was he when that family got butchered in their own home last week?  He can’t save you.  And neither can your God!” 
 

The crowd murmured in shock as Coats took a step forward.   “Look, ma’am.  This is supposed to be a party.  If you want to talk about our beliefs, we can do it in private.  But if you just want to cause a scene, I suggest you leave.”  Sam and Dean moved ahead of Coats.  “Best leave this to us, Coats,” said Sam. 

“Oh we’re not here to make trouble,” Yael said coyly.  “I just wanted to give you my favorite Bible verse.  They made a song about it and everything.  ‘To every thing there is a season, and a time and a purpose under heaven.  A time to be born…” Yael blinked and her eyes went black.  “And a time to die.”  An angel blade dropped out of her jacket sleeve into her waiting right hand.  Dean barely had time to shout before Yael raised her weapon and charged at Sam.  “Sam!  Look out!” 

Coats jumped in the way, pressed a couple buttons on the metallic wrist guards he wore, and raised his arms in a boxing stance.  A force field projected between the guards, catching Yael’s blade.  She grunted and snarled as she tried to pull the blade free from the field and Coats stared confidently back at her. 

“Nice work on your memory verse.  But you left out my favorite part!”  Coats pushed back with the force field and deactivated it, sending Yael stumbling backward into her demons.  “’A time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance’.  And since this is a party and you don’t want to leave peacefully, let’s dance.”  With a roar Yael and her forces charged at Coats as the Winchesters each drew an angel blade.  Partygoers ran out of the hall screaming and shouting as the sides battled. 

Seeing the chaos from the classroom, Peterson inputted a command on his watch.  “U.N.I.C.E.!  Initialize an onsite Full Armor Sequence!  Now!” 

“Executing Full Armor Sequence.” 

Peterson stood to attention and looked to the heavens as energy swirled around him.  Pieces of his armor materialized onto his body as U.N.I.C.E. invoked them.  “Waistbelt of Truth!  Breastplate of Righteousness!  Shield of Faith!  Shoes of Peace!  Helmet of Salvation!  Full Armor Sequence complete!” 

Clad in his purple and gold armor, Bibleman stepped forward and nodded.  “And the Sword of the Spirit.  U.N.I.C.E., increase the speed of your satellite.  We’ll be needing you sooner than we thought.” 

As Sam battled with one of the demons, he saw Coats firing a red laser from his wrist guards at another.  The demon stood frozen and grunted in pain as he tried to fight his way to Coats.  “Come on, Cas, where are you?” Dean muttered under his breath before delivering a punch to female demon.  Yael delivered a kick to Dean’s knee from behind, dropping him to the floor. 

“Dean!”  Sam’s cry was interrupted by the demon he was fighting charging at him full force and sending him crashing into the snack table.  Yael stood tall over Dean with a triumphant glare.  “Imagine how Crowley will reward me when I not only kill the Bibleman, but the Winchesters as well!  Kill the sidekick and find me Bibleman!”  The other 7 demons advanced on Coats as he increased the setting on his wrist guards. 

Then there was a sudden burst of light behind Coats that blinded the demons.  Coats turned around when the light faded to see Bibleman standing at the ready.   “Was wondering when you were going to show up,” said Coats. 

“I could give a verse on patience, but we don’t have the time,” said Bibleman. 

Yael moved in front of her squad, eyes focused on the superhero.  “You should have stayed in hiding.  The King of Hell has ordered me to take your head.”  Bibleman stood unmoved by the threat.  “Isaiah 54:17 says, ‘No weapon formed against you shall prosper, and every tongue which rises against you in judgement you shall condemn.’  You aren’t going to be harming me, or anyone else.”  Yael flinched then tried to regain her composure.  “You really think your going to stop me with some old verses?”  Bibleman extended his arm towards the demons.  “I hoped so.  But if not, then here’s another word from my Sponsor.” 

A panel slid open on Bibleman’s right gauntlet and purple cylinder shot out into his hand.  A press of a button and yellow blade of light emerged from it.  Dean looked at Sam in disbelief as Bibleman held the Sword of the Spirit at the ready.  “This guy has a lightsaber?!” 

“Kill them!” howled Yael.  “Kill them all!” 

 

OK:

Bibleman is armored and armed with the Sword of the Spirit (designed like a lightsaber).  Coats has the wrist guards equipped with a force field and lasers that can destroy demons with prolonged exposure. 

Yael and her 8 demons are all black eyed demons in human form from Supernatural with enhanced strength.  They each are armed with blades and four of them have lasers from Spawndroth. 

Castie and the Winchesters are unable to help during the fight, but U.N.I.C.E. in her satellite (drone) mode will be arriving to assist. 

Game On! 

[Callisto]

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[leroypowell3]

Bibleman!

He was used years ago against Ned Flanders and at that time I had never heard of him. three children later I got all the DVDs of the anaimated series and I added the current picture in the profile.

I think a rebooted adult themed Bibleman would be kind of like this. Some group of demons ain't gonna beat Bibleman.

[broadwaybeyonder]

23 minutes ago, leroypowell3 said:

Bibleman!

He was used years ago against Ned Flanders and at that time I had never heard of him. three children later I got all the DVDs of the anaimated series and I added the current picture in the profile.

I think a rebooted adult themed Bibleman would be kind of like this. Some group of demons ain't gonna beat Bibleman.

Took some liberties to flesh out his backstory, but I watched the show growing up too, and I figured if the Winchesters could have an episode where they meet Scooby-Doo, why not have them team up with Bibleman?  

[patrickthekid]

I love this story and wish this would have happened in the show, or at least with a Bibleman Expy.

[Boratz]

Good job, Broadway! As a fan of Supernatural, it is fun to see the mash up. Admittedly I've never actually watched Bibeman.

[Callisto]

Match Final Results

Member Ratings:
5.00 - patrickthekid
5.00 - Boratz
5.00 - StormChaser

FPA Calculation:
3 Total Votes cast
15.00 Total Combined Score
15.00 / 3 = 5.00 Final Rating on the match

MATCH SCORE
Bibleman: 4
Demons (Supernatural): 0

[broadwaybeyonder]

THE BOTTOM LINE

U.N.I.C.E.’s drone flew over the housetops towards St. Marks.  Her sensors could pick up the unmistakable traces of demonic activity.  As she drew nearer, she could detect the image of Luxor Spawndroth and Ludicrous dancing around the fallen Castiel.  They were so busy celebrating they didn’t even notice the metallic sphere swoop down towards them.  “Luxor Spawndrtoth!” U.N.I.C.E.’s speakers blared.  “This is your one chance to surrender!”  Spawndroth whirled around and glared up at U.N.I.C.E.  “Great!  Not you again!  Ludicrous!  Show this flying tin can who she’s messin’ with!” 

“Uh, with what, dude?”

“Shoot her, you dolt!  Take out a laser and shoot her!” 

“But… I didn’t bring a laser, dude.” 

Spawndroth facepalmed as U.N.I.C.E. flew past them and hovered over Castiel, still writhing in pain.  She scanned Spawndroth’s device as he ranted at Ludicrous.  “Why didn’t you bring a laser?!  I told you to bring a laser!” 

“But all those scary guys that Crowley dude brought took them all!” 

“If you really need a laser,” said U.N.I.C.E.  “Have one of mine!” 

The drone fired a shot at the device, instantly destroying it.  U.N.I.C.E. zoomed on her way towards the church with Spawndroth and Ludicrous trying to give chase.  “Hey!  Come back here!  I’ll turn you into scrap metal, you interfering artificial intelligence!” 

Before Spawndroth could make good his threat, Castiel had teleported to his feet in front of the demons.  With a glare he grabbed a hold of both of their heads and a celestial light shone in his eyes. 

“Enough,” Castiel intoned. 

“Dude,” said Ludicrous worriedly.  “What’s going on?” 

“Oh, boy,” moaned Spawndroth.  “This is going to hurt.  Again!” 

Within seconds, Castiel’s smiting power enveloped the two demons.  The two shook and babbled incoherently as their bodies collapsed into piles of green goo.  When the deed was done, Castiel dropped to a knee and tried to catch his breath. 

Meanwhile, inside St. Marks, Sam and Dean looked on in amazement as Bibleman and Coats battled Yael’s demons.  Two demons clashed their angel blades against Bibleman’s Sword of the Spirt, but they were battered away with ease.  Another demon gave a wail as Coats lasers caused him to explode into ectoplasm.  Yael shouted instructions and grew more enraged as the fight went on.  “Take them!  They’re only two men!” 

“Jesus said that ‘where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I in the midst of them,” shouted Bibleman.  One of his attackers gave a furious screech and charged at him.  Bibleman caught him by the arm and hip tossed him into his partner.  “Matthew 18:20.” 

Coats deflected a female demon’s angel blade with his force field but was caught off guard as she kicked him in the chest.  He raised his arms to protect himself, but the demon’s blade clipped his right wrist guard, causing the force field to fizzle out.  The demon sneered and raised her weapon only to yell as a blast from U.N.I.C.E.’s drone disintegrated her.  The drone flew across the hall to Coats’ side.  “Still requiring my assistance?” she said cheekily.  “Thanks,” said Coats, firing a laser from his left guard that destroyed a demon sneaking up on U.N.I.C.E.  “Don’t get cocky.” 

Bibleman dived over a lunging demon and delivered a kick to the head before landing in a crouch.  “U.N.I.C.E.!  Activate program Revelation 8:7!” 

“Initializing program Revelation 8:7 in 7, 6…” 

Bibleman turned to Sam and Dean and shouted.  “Get back!”  He raised his cape over his head and the Winchesters and Coats ducked under a table.  The demons looked confused at the drone starting to spin above the hall as Yael screamed.  “Run, you fools!” 

“3, 2, 1.” 

The drone continued spinning faster and faster as laser bolts shot out of it.  The remaining demons howled as the bolts found their targets and destroyed the demon’s vessels.  Yael snarled watching her forces get eliminated until U.N.I.C.E. slowly spun to a stop.  The only other demon that had found cover staggered forward brandishing his blade.  He raised it high only for Sam and Dean to stab him with their blades instead. 

Bibleman and Coats walked over to the Winchesters.  “Thanks for your help,” said Bibleman. 

“You two were handling things pretty good on your own,” said Sam. 

Dean coughed awkwardly.  “Yeah, you… got some moves.” 

BIbleman grinned.  “For a guy in purple spandex?” 

Yael crawled out from under a pile of fallen chairs over to one of the demons’ discarded lasers.  She shakily picked it up and took aim at Bibleman’s back.  Bibleman’s expression became serious, and he spun around just as Yael fired.  The Sword of the Spirt blocked the blast and deflected it back to Yael. 

“Damn!” Dean breathed.  Sam slapped his arm.  “Dean.  It’s a church.” 

“Oh.  Yeah, right.” 

 

Crowley watched the scene play out on the viewscreen of Spawndroth’s hideout and silently fumed.  “Welp, there he goes again,” said L.U.C.I.  “Err, any further instructions, your demonic majesty?”  Crowley scowled and marched to the door.  “Just tell Spawndroth and his pet moron when they resurrect that they have appointment with me in Hell.  We’re going to have a nice, long… talk.”  L.U.C.I. gulped as the king of Hell disappeared. 

 

Underneath Miles Peterson’s home of Eaglegate Manor, Sam Winchester looked around the Biblecave.  Coats stood at his side showing him the various tech that he and Bibleman had developed.  “Over there is the chamber where Miles can armor up, and down that hallway is where we keep the tunnel bike.” 

“He’s got a motorcycle?” 

“Yeah, I fixed it up myself.” 

“Does he let you ride it?” 

“No, he does not,” chimed in U.N.I.C.E.  Coats shot a look at U.N.I.C.E.’s computer screen then back to Sam.  “It’s just that he usually is the one on call while I monitor him here and…” 

“Don’t worry about it,” said Sam.  “My brother won’t let me drive his car either.” 

Dean and Miles looked on as Coats continued the tour.  “According to U.N.I.C.E.,” said Miles.  “There is no trace of Spawndroth or any other demon activity.” 

“But you did say he can resurrect himself, right?” 

“Yeah, but we’ll be ready for him, with God’s help.” 

Dean sighed.  Miles gave a look of concern.  “How about you?  That battle did take a lot out of you.” 

“I don’t know.  I guess I don’t know how to feel about all this.” 

“About what?” 

“Well… it’s just… My brother and I have been at this hunting thing for a long time.  We’ve seen so much death and evil it sometimes feels easier not to believe anything.”  He turned to face Miles.  “What I mean is… what if you found out that there was stuff in the Bible, about angels, demons, the Devil and God, that wasn’t true?  What if you…” 

“Couldn’t be Bibleman anymore?”  Dean slowly nodded.  Miles folded his arms and thought for a moment before he spoke.  “’I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.’  2 Timothy 4:7-8.” 

Dean looked confused.  “Um, could I get the non-King James version, please?”  Miles chuckled and nodded.  “Even if I had to give up being Bibleman, I’d never stop trying to help people.  Not just because I know that there are real demons out there, but because of all the smaller battles that people go through every day.  Young people and adults too, facing their own personal struggles.  People who need someone to talk to and show them that no matter how much it feels like evil is winning in this world, they don’t have to give in to the darkness.”  Miles looked towards Sam as Coats and U.N.I.C.E. went into another argument.  “What about you and your brother?  If someone told you that the battle was hopeless, would you two stop fighting?” 

Dean looked at his brother and shook his head.  “No, I guess not.”  He glanced down at his watch and called to Sam.  “Sam!  Time for us to hit the road!”  Miles extended a hand to Dean.  “God be with you, Dean.”  Dean paused for a moment, then accepted the handshake.  “You too.” 

As the Winchesters got into their car, Sam gave a last look at Eaglegate.  “So, what do you think?”  Dean pulled out the keys.  “Well, still think the costume’s corny, but I guess it’s a good thing they’re on our side.”  Sam nodded and Dean started up the car.  The Chevy Impala drove down the driveway. 

“Does this mean we could get capes too?” 

“Don’t push it.” 

“Just saying, I think you’d look good in a cape.” 

“Shut up.”