AN: I don't own MI High, or anything else you recognise. The idea for this came whilst I was watching Supernatural, and I figured I could do a Supernatural fanfiction. Then I began reading IWillBelieveIt's amazing stories 'Thirst' and 'Sire', and I figured why not write an MI High supernatural fic? So, that's how this came about! This is an AU, so the MI High team was never formed, and it's set a few years after the end of series 7, so Dan is about 21. This is dedicated to IWillBelieveIt, just because she's amazing, and you should go and check out her stories if you haven't, and to MIHighAndAlexRider4Infinity for convincing me to actually put up this fic in the first place.

Falling. That's how they always started. Falling for what felt like forever, until you eventually hit the ground. But instead of breaking your bones, like you should after hitting the ground at about 100 miles an hour, it's kind of a gradual stop. After all, they couldn't kill you. It's only a dream. A very realistic dream, but a dream nonetheless. You would push yourself to your feet, and then it would happen. The spinning, the flashing lights. The darkness would envelop you as you stepped forward, walking on what appeared to be nothing. After an eternity of walking, you would reach a door. You'd seen this so many times, but what lay beyond the door was a mystery. It changed every time. You pushed the creaky door open, and stepped inside. All of a sudden, everything changed. There were other people; including yourself. You didn't recognise anyone else though. "This is all your fault!" The dark haired girl at the back of the room shouted.
"How is it my fault?" A red haired girl cried back. "I didn't ask for any of this! I didn't ask to start the apocalypse!"
"Can we just be quiet for a moment?" The dark haired boy asked, stepping away from his female companion at the back of the room. "Can you sense that?" He asked, looking at the red haired girl. The boy looked directly at you, and you were flung out the room. Was that really gonna happen? The apocalypse? You had to find this girl, and stop her! The dreams had never been wrong before.

Dan's POV

I shot up out my peaceful sleep. As I tried to climb out of bed, there was a loud clatter. Great, I'd knocked my glass of water on the floor. I sighed loudly, and picked up the empty glass off the floor. And then I remembered my dream. The apocalypse. The dreams had never been wrong before. I glanced at the alarm clock beside my bed. The glowing numbers informed me that it was 3:25 am. Carrying my glass, I walked downstairs to the phone. I needed to talk to someone about this, and I knew the exact person. I dialled the number, and it was answered on the 4th ring. "Dan? What do you want, it's 3am." Frank said sleepily. Frank was an old family friend, and he knew about my... gift.
"I had another vision." I replied. Frank stayed silent for a while, before answering,
"What happened?"
"The apocalypse." I briefly said. There was then a sound of static and a bang. I realised what had happened. Frank had dropped the phone. Well, I suppose that's an appropriate reaction to being told that the apocalypse was going to happen. "Sorry Dan." He said, upon picking the phone up. "What did you see?"

"A girl. A red haired girl. She will bring about the apocalypse. We have to find her." I said. I didn't think the dark haired boy or the girl were important.
"Do you have a name for her?" He asked. I sighed.
"No. All I remember was that she had red hair."
"Helpful, Dan." He said, before taking a deep breath. "There's a group of Hunters outside of town. They'll let you in if you say I sent you. They should be able to help you."
"Got it. Thanks Frank." I said, going to hang up.
"Oh, and Dan?" Frank called. "Be careful. You know what most Hunters are like." I nodded, and hung up. Most Hunters would only help in exceptional circumstances, and they weren't known for being trustworthy. They weren't known for hunting the living either. They tended to go after the Supernatural. But if they could help me find this girl, then I suppose it was worth the risk. I went back upstairs and packed my bag quickly. I packed lightly, just a few clothes and my father's Hunting Journal. After changing out of my pyjamas, I put my bag into my car, and drove off into the night. Little did I know how much this journey would change me, and that things would never be the same.

I arrived outside of town just under an hour later. I knew where the Hunting groups were. They weren't exactly hard to find. I parked my car, and walked into the bar where this group of Hunters were. It was a shabby little thing, its walls covered in dirt and grime. Small groups of people hung in corners staring at me, wondering who this strange was who dared walk into their bar. "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to find someone." I stated, putting my hands up to show I meant no harm. I looked around the room. When I reached the farthest corner away from me, I saw someone I recognised. The dark haired girl from my vision! "What do you want?" A cold female voice asked. I turned to find the source of the voice. It had come from a tall woman in the corner next to the bar. I'm guessing she was the leader of this group, or whatever it was called. "I'm looking for someone." I replied.
"Could you be more specific?" She questioned. I bit my lip.
"I'm looking for a girl. She's about this tall..." I gestured with my hand roughly her height, "And she has bright red hair." The girl from my vision tilted her head. She turned back to the girl behind her and whispered something. The girl behind her shrugged, and the girl from my vision stayed silent. "That's it." I finished, and the leader burst out laughing. "Well, that's very funny. But we can't help you." She said, once she'd stopped laughing.

"Why?" The girl from the corner questioned. "You know who he's talking about, Lucy!"
"Be quiet Demietra!" Lucy demanded, "Or I'll have you thrown into isolation." Demietra glared at her, but stayed quiet. "I'm sorry, Mr...?"
"Dan. My name is Dan." I replied.
"Well, Dan. We can't help you." Lucy said. "I'm very sorry. Would you like a drink? Demietra will get you one." I shook my head.
"I'm fine. Sorry for wasting your time." I said, leaving the bar. I sighed loudly and sat on the hood of my car. They knew who I was talking about. Why wouldn't they help me?
"Why are you looking for her?" A gentle voice asked. I turned to see Demietra, and her friend that she had whispered to.
"I had a vision. Do you know this girl?" I questioned. Demietra nodded.
"She's had the same vision." She said, gesturing to her friend. "Her name is Keri Summers. She lives on the other side of town." She replied.
"Thank you." I said, getting off the hood of my car.
"Can I come with you?" Demietra asked. "They don't treat people who disobey orders very nicely around here." I looked down.
"It's dangerous." I began.

"Believe me, the apocalypse doesn't scare me. Nor do any creatures that we hunt." She interrupted. I chuckled, and offered her my hand.
"Daniel Morgan. Nice to meet you." I said. She took my hand and shook it.
"Demietra Hale. It's nice to meet you too, Daniel." She replied, turning to her friend. "Go back inside." She commanded.
"But I could help you! I have visions!" Her friend insisted.
"What's your name?" I asked, checking my watch. I really wanted to get this over soon.
"It's Kloe." The girl responded. "Keri's my sister." She might be useful. We could use her to persuade Keri to come with us. I looked at Demietra, who was still being stubborn.
"No. Go back inside, Kloe!" Demietra instructed. Kloe sighed.
"I'm not a kid anymore!" She shouted. Demietra rolled her eyes.
"Not this speech again. 'I'm an adult and I can do what I want!'" Demietra said, in a mocking tone. I sighed loudly.

"Look, just let her come." I said. "Now, can we get out of here?" Demietra glared at me, and Kloe let out a cry of happiness.
"You mean it?" She asked. I nodded.
"Just hurry up." I replied. Kloe happily clambered into the backseat, while Demietra sat next to me. As she went to put on her seatbelt, I noticed several marks in her shoulder. Now, having scars as a Hunter was normal. But this seemed precise, and deliberate. It was almost as if she had a name carved into her shoulder. But it wasn't any language I'd ever seen before. "What's that?" I asked, gesturing to her shoulder. Demietra clasped a hand to her shoulder, hiding the marks from me.
"I don't know. They've always been there, for as long as I can remember. Now, can we go?" She replied. I nodded, and started up my car. As we drove off, none of us noticed the single figure watching us from afar. We didn't know that this was just the beginning of a whole new adventure...

AN: And I'm gonna end it there! Hope you enjoyed! So, what do you think? Is it good? Don't worry; the other canon characters will appear soon, I just wanted to focus on Dan's journey for this chapter. Thanks for reading, and I'll see you in the next chapter!