Alright... so this is my first fanfic ever so i don't know how this is going to go but we will see. If people lie it ill post a little more later.

Disclaimer:Sam and Dean and any other things from Supernatural are not mine.


I wandered out to the kitchen about 11:30 for some hot chocolate. The house was quiet. My research was spread across the dining room table for tomorrow. Right now all I wanted was some sleep or there was no way I was going to get that job done in time. The problem with the cabin was that it was always dark no matter how many lights were on at a time. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed it. It looked like a shadow but I knew better.

"That's it! I'm taking care of you tonight. I don't care if I haven't slept in two days!" shouted at no one stomping up to my room. I threw on a pair of sweatpants and a black t-shirt before grabbing my bag off the floor and heading out. My truck was parked out front waiting for me. Yes, I am only fifteen, yes; I shouldn't be driving by myself yet. I never got caught and I had a fake ID that said I was sixteen anyway. I threw my bag into the passenger seat and buckled up. It was an old '69 Chevy pickup that my mom used to drive. The blue paint was faded by I honestly couldn't see anyone else driving it. Whit an hour and a half drive ahead of me I guess I have a little time to explain myself. My mom was a hunter. Not like the people who go out in the woods and kill wild animals for fun. I mean like ghosts and vampires and anything else you can think of that goes bump in the night. My dad found out when I was ten. I accidentally let it slip that mom was teaching me how to shoot some of her guns and he was gone two days later. The cabin that I stayed in was his. He hadn't visited it in three years so I stayed there calling him every few days hoping he would answer. I told him I had left mom and was trying to turn my life around. He never called back but a check started showing up in the mail once a month to help pay for food and other things. I had a feeling my mom was dead but didn't want to believe it yet even though it has been three years since I last saw her. A year after I had started staying at the cabin dad made me start homeschooling. It was nice. I didn't have to deal with the whole school absences when I went on hunting trips. My weapons rattled in their secret compartment as I pulled out into the highway heading east. There was a false bottom in the bed that held my weapons store full of guns and other supernatural weapons.

The shadow from the cabin was a reminder. It usually only showed up when I was about to get a premonition or I had just come out of one. Just after my mom vanished I started having these terrible nightmares about things that hadn't happened yet and then I would watch the news or read online somewhere that it had happened almost exactly like in my dream. After a while I took them as hints and headed towards them in search of a good hunt and managed to stop some of the bad things from happening. About a year ago they started coming during the day. I think the shadow is kind of a side effect of the premonitions. Either way I needed to get rid of this thing so I could sleep. I had had a premonition wake me up. This one was set in an old hotel a couple hours down the road. It was set to be demolished in two weeks. Kids had been sneaking in there for months now to mess around in there, the premonition started out like I was walking down one of the hallways then I turned into a room where two men were standing carrying shotguns. They were arguing about something. A sound came from somewhere down the hall drawing their attention and they darted out of the room to find out what it was. The whole time I could feel the ghost energy in the hotel. After that part I couldn't remember much except that I had to be there during the hunt. The shadow pretty much confirmed my suspicions about joining this hunt. I pulled out onto the highway and headed that direction. I had a ghost to catch.