Author's Note: So recently I decided that I wanted to write a Supernatural fanfic, but I couldn't think of how I could involve a new female character without making her a hunter. After thinking things through, I decided that it could be interesting to create an OC who is the sister of Kevin Tran (and also make her a psychic so she'll be a unique and useful character). I'm not exactly sure if my psychic character will be portrayed the same way as the psychics we've seen on the show, but we'll see...

Btw, my character's name Lia is pronounced as "Leah" just so you know. Oh, and my chapters will probably be way longer than this one normally. This first post is just the introduction to my fanfic where you can discover more about my OC and the life she lives beforehand so it's on the shorter side. Hopefully my future chapters will be longer. Thanks for stopping by to check this out and I hope you enjoy the future chapters! Reviews will be appreciated :)

Chapter 1: 7x21 (Part 1)

Lia Tran walked up the stairs as she listened to her little brother playing his cello. He was very good at it (just as he excelled in his studies at school), but hearing Suite No. 5 in C Minor at night echoing through the huge house they lived in was a bit chilling, especially when she had been constantly haunted in her recent dreams. As she reached his room, she heard a beeping noise before he stopped playing. His computer must have alerted him that the amount of practice he needed was completed. She rolled her eyes when she realized this. He was such an obsessed nerd and a total perfectionist. Her brother usually pointed out that she was the same way, but she liked to think that she wasn't like him at all, simply because he had OCD issues. She didn't.

At twenty-five years old, Lia was unlike other young people her age. Right after graduating from Harvard, she had continued onto medical school. However, during her first semester, she had experienced a mental breakdown and with the firm suggestion from doctors, she returned home to take a hiatus from school. Almost four years had gone by and she found herself unwilling to go back. Surviving Harvard had been difficult enough, but med school had been worse. Linda, her mother had always wanted her to become a doctor. Lia liked the idea of helping people, but becoming a doctor wasn't something she had had in mind. Ever since childhood, her mother had taught her to be an obedient daughter. Lia had done everything Linda had wanted her to do, but none of it had been what she actually wanted to do.

Lia was different. She had always been different and her family knew it. She was born with psychic powers. Once Linda had found out, she had made sure to keep her daughter under control. Lia was never allowed to speak about her abilities and she had to prevent herself from using them. At first, she hadn't noticed, but ignoring who she really was and what she could do had been slowly affecting her in a negative way. It eventually led to her mental breakdown. Perhaps that had been the main reason why she had dropped out of med school. Not knowing who she really was and pretending to be someone else. Of course there were other reasons, many that had to do with her strict mother.

After being "treated" from her meltdown, Lia had returned to Neighbor, Michigan (her hometown). She stopped ignoring her psychic abilities and became more intact with them. It was then she realized that this was what she had been needing her whole life. The more she learned about her abilities, the more confident she became. She was finally discovering herself instead of being brainwashed by her mother into being someone that she wasn't. She was now beginning to actually feel happy for once. However, the fact that her mother resented her and thought of her as a failure always stopped her from being completely happy.

Now, Lia spent her days helping people by seeking out those she saw in her premonitions. She had stopped local accidents from happening so many times that she started losing count. She also earned money by helping people learn about their futures. She was in some way a "fortune teller." She couldn't exactly read what was going to happen, but she could touch them and get basic background information about them to guess what their future held. Usually it was just a feeling that she got (good or bad) that allowed her to tell them what she could "see." Most of her clients she met outside, but some came over to the house to her mother's dismay.

Lia reached the top of the staircase and headed down the hallway. She peeked into her brother's room with a smile. "Hey, Kev. The leftovers are in the refrigerator so if you get hungry, heat them in the microwave and-"

"I don't have time to eat, okay? I'm busy! I have to study for my orgo test, write two essays, a lab report, and-"

"Okay, okay," Lia interrupted him. Her smile turned into a glum expression. "Geesh. I was just trying to be nice. You can starve if you want."

Kevin felt bad the second he saw that he had hurt his sister's feelings. He was aware that although she was never truly happy, she always tried her best to be cheerful. She was usually bubbly and it seemed like it was either him or his mother who brought her down. "I'm sorry," he blurted. "I just-I'm stressed."

"I know," she nodded with a sigh. "It's all right. I understand."

Kevin nodded back. Of course his sister understood what he was going through. After all, both had been born and raised under the same crazy Asian mother.

His phone suddenly rang piercing the silence between the two siblings.

"Channing?" Lia asked.

He picked up his phone and checked the caller ID. From his expression, she could tell she had guessed correctly.

"I'm right, aren't I?"

"You're a psychic. Of course you are."

She laughed. "Yeah, but I didn't need to use my psychic abilities to figure that one out. It was totally obvious. Well, have fun talking to your girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend," he quickly said as his face reddened in embarrassment.

"Sure," she said with a wide grin.

She could hear the change in the tone of voice as her brother answered the phone. He sounded happy. At least someone was falling in love, even if it was just a crush shared between two young teenagers. Lia on the other hand, only had the romance novels in her room to experience what falling in love would be like. She was twenty-five, but still quite naive. She was a young woman, but at times she felt like she was still just a teenager only because of her lack of experience in almost everything. However, she hated being called a kid. Looking like she was barely twenty sucked. She wanted to be treated like a normal adult for once even if she was living in her mother's house...

The clock placed on Lia's night stand showed that it was only 9:05 p.m. but she decided that for once, she would try going to sleep earlier. Within a few minutes, she was fast asleep.

A loud rumble erupted and Lia gasped as her eyes opened out of reflex. She looked outside her window and saw lightning flashing. Then came more rumbles of thunder. This time they were almost deafening. She noticed that she was clenching her bed sheets in a strong grip. She hated thunderstorms. They never failed to scare her.

Kevin's scream of pain suddenly added to the sounds and Lia didn't waste a second to react. She darted into her brother's room and saw the most terrifying sight ever. Lightning had struck his body and it was raising him up towards the ceiling. Lia struggled to keep her eyes open because of the powerful wind that was blasting in from the window. Three seconds passed before the lightning vanished dropping Kevin onto the floor. His eyes glowed a bright orange color. The noises of thunder faded away and just as if it had never happened, his eyes went back to their normal color. His eyes closed and he didn't move.

The room was dark and silent.

"Oh, God. No. Kevin!" Lia screamed as she dropped onto her knees next to her brother's body. She didn't care about the shattered pieces of glass scattered around him that were cutting into her legs. She shook him but there wasn't much movement coming from him. He wasn't responding. She stood up and ran across the room to get his cellphone. She needed to call 911 quickly. She was about to dial the first digit when her body froze and images flashed through her head.

"This is Kevin Tran's voicemail. Please leave a message."

"Kevin. It's Mom. I know you're at school already and you're about to take the test-"

Kevin's eyes opened and he glanced over at his clock which flashed 10:22. He pulled himself off the messy floor which had broken wood and shattered glass everywhere.

"22?" he read out loud with panic. He began running around looking for his bag.

"-And I know that all your hard work will net the results we've discussed, but like Dr. Ender said, don't obsess with on the quote unquote perfect. That's just a nice feather in our cap, if we get it. Now, Kevin, we're about to finish our last seminar. My flight is confirmed for 7:00, so I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow. I hope Lia has been taking good care of you. Love you, honey."

White light flashed and appeared in his eyes.

Lia gasped as the images left her head. She looked back at Kevin who was laying on the ground like he was dead. This frightened her, but her premonitions were never wrong. He was going to be all right. He was just in a very deep sleep.

"You're going to be okay, Kev. You'll be fine by morning…" Her voice trailed off as she put the phone down beside her. It was going to be a long night. What was going on? What was happening to Kevin? She touched his hand and all she could sense was that something bad was coming for him.