This is the first of Many books from my series, The Rouge Chronicles based on a somewhat different format from supernatural. we don't get to meet the boys today, but this is a little introduction to my main character, Cat. please enjoy and review if at all possible!

Disclaimer: I Do not own supernatural or any of it's characters.

I Do own Cat, she's all mine.

Born Again, Unfortunately

-I-

My name is Catherine Rouge, but they call me Cat. I'm seventeen years old. You might think I'm just another misfit teenager, right? Wrong, I am far from normal.

I died almost four years ago with a fiancé named Sam. We were gonna get married and I had just became pregnant. We were in love when I died. I'm still not sure what killed me, but I know where I went afterwards.

Downstairs in hell is the place I was for almost four hundred years, since time is different down there. They offered me a deal to come back and take care of a demon they wanted gone. Of course, I took it and they forbade me to find Sam. I had only one year to find the demon and kill her.

I have a secret too. They sent me back as a vampire, to give me extra abilities to find the demon. I even have fake parents, they're not humans either. They're actually gods; my guardians. Their names are Bob and Martha, out of all the names in the world. But to be honest they're kinda weird in the sense that they've taken the human thing way too far. They play bridge with the Smiths every Tuesday. It's agonizing.

Today is my eighth month on earth, and my second eighteenth birthday. The day I have to go back is coming soon and living without Sam is becoming harder and harder. I know Sam is probably with his brother, Dean, hunting.

They're not strangers to trouble and they know their way around the graveyard, hunting everything from werewolves and vampires, to ghosts and witches. Even things I've never even heard of.

And on top of it all, I have to go to school. I don't bother with home work because I figured I'm not going to be here long enough to win the Nobel Prize. As far as everyone else is concerned I'm invisible. No one pays attention to me and to be quiet honest I'm glad. Except for a teacher Ms. Bailey, she hates me and I'm almost positive she's out to get me.

She has this evil stare that she looks at you with. Those pale grey blue eyes piercing yours. You try and look away and but you know she's still there giving you that evil, evil stare.

The bell rings and I realize it's 3rd period. Crap. Social Studies with none other than Ms. Bailey.

I hope there's a sub today. And for the rest of the school year.

Just then she appeared out of nowhere making me jump, "holy shh-"

I caught myself and she gave me a look.

"watch your language, ms. Rouge."

As I stood there looking at her I could've sworn Ms. Bailey is older than Jesus. She's got bags full of wrinkles and I think she had the spinach wrap for lunch.

I made a face and she looked at me, "did you finish your work?"

Crap, I forgot. I was too busy finding the demon.

I shook my head and stammered, "I was in the ER all last night."

she looked at me, "please, Ms. Rouge. I know a lie when I hear one. I wasn't born yesterday."

you got that right.

I looked at her, "you have to make some kind of exception."

" not doing your work will cost you Ms. Rouge. Detention."

Ms. Bailey started writing me a detention pass and I looked at her,

"you can't do this. This is wrong."

She handed it to me and I sighed, taking it from her.

I mumbled under my breath as I walked out the class.