Author's Note: Heh... Hi. Sorry about not updating in ages and sorry about this chapter being real short. I'll try and get chapters up quicker and have them longer. Sorry, again for my poor writing abilities.

Despite that, I really hope you enjoy this story and not want to kill me after my really poor everything.

*~I do not own Supernatural or Danny Phantom. I only own my OC, and any other OC that may appear. I make no money from this nor will I ever this is just for my mere fun and entertainment. And if I did make money from this I would own the damn shows as you can see I don't ya ya ya, ONWARDS!~*

A Froot-Loop's Supernatural Plan

By MarianasPhantom

Chapter 2: Men and Fire

Previously….

"Hey." I said in a flirty tone. The men flew around, stunned by my present. "Whatcha doing?"

"Who the hell are you?" The shorter man spoke with authority which was the least intimidating.

I raised my eyebrows. "Dude, who the hell are you? You're the one who broke into the house."

The shorter man then was the one to use a dumbfounded reaction. But then the taller man spoke. "We're friends of Bobby's, the man who lives here."

"Okay, two things, one yes because breaking and entering is a total friendly gesture and two I'm not five, I think I know who lives here."

I could hear Bobby coming down the stairs, and he walked right into mine and the intruders little conflict. "What is the world are you idgits doing?"

"You know her/them?" The men and I said in unison.

"Yes," Bobby said in the most 'No Duh' type of tone. "I do."

I was nearly positive I was giving Bobby a death stare. Not really because I was pissed, but more because I wanted answers. Like who in the middle of the night comes and breaks in and says they are "friends." Why not just come at a normal hour….

"Okay then. Since you're not freaking creepers, who the hell are you?" I said crossing my arms then slightly lifting my chin.

The shorter one spoke up, "I'm Dean, and this is Sam." He said motioning to the giant. "And who might you be, princess?"

My glare hardened, and I fingered the man. "This 'princess' is Kat Summers; now call me that again I will rip out your guts slowly enough that you live to see your intestines on the outside."

I could see Sam grin at my comment, and to Dean's reaction. I couldn't help but pass a sly smile myself. There was an awkward silence for the longest period of time until Dean signalled Bobby that he wished to speak with him in private. The elder man and the blond left to the kitchen to speak unheard. That left me with the moose. The silence was stiff, until Sam took a seat. The chair creaked beneath his weight, and he just stared. I returned the favour.

"You seem…. Off." I told Sam.

Sam raised his eyebrows in confusion, and pondered the statement. "How so?"

I bit my lip trying to figure out how to word it. "I'm not entirely sure to be honest. You just seem different." I shrugged it off. "Anyways, that's beside the point. Why are you and Dean here so late?"

"We were passing by, and we needed a place to crash for the night." Sam said plainly. Though, I felt like there was more to it than just needing a place to stay. I didn't push it.

Sam's head slowly drifted around, probably half minded with thoughts to himself. He eventually looked back at me, who was still standing, arms crossed. "Who are you?" He asked me.

"We've gone over this, Kat Summers."

"No, like actually. Bobby wouldn't just have a random girl…. No offence."

"Trust me, none taken, but…. I don't know." My eyes wondered. And I kept thinking, should I reveal myself to him? Just, I don't know.

"Well-" I was cut off by Dean opening the door with Bobby shortly after. "What were you two talking about?" I asked Singer.

"Nothing of which involves you." Dean stated blandly.

"Ya idiot, just tell the girl. She won't bite."

"Bobby-" Dean started.

"We're all hunters here. Nothings gonna kill the girl." Bobby deadpanned.

"What?" Dean, Sam and I all said simultaneously.

"You heard me." Bobby said, clearly annoyed with our ignorance.

"You're a hunter?" Sam asked me.

I just stared at the long haired one until I broke; he had this puppy dog look on his face. "Yeah." I brushed my hair out of my face. "I kind of was raised into it." My eyes wondered. I didn't want to continue to conversation, it was just too difficult on me, plus I didn't want anything acting up.

I glanced at the taller man, he had a solemn look on his face, and so did the shorter man. I just scrunched my eyebrows, and gripped my arms tighter. I hated how awkward this meeting had become; it felt like as if somebody was watching me but when you turn around, there is nobody there. I stared out the window and started the conversation again. "What about you?" I turned my head slightly. "What's your story?"

Sam just stared down at his feet, whereas Dean just found interest in something which wasn't my question. I sighed. "Okay." I moved to the stairs. "I guess I'll see you in the morning." And with that I crept up the stairs, and with every step I took the creaking broke the silence, where I left the three men to their thoughts.

I was having difficulty sleeping. Ever since the start of high school I've had insomnia, and when I did get sleep there was a figure waiting in my dreams for me. I honestly had no idea what was happening to me, well actually, that's a lie. I had an idea of what was happening, but it was an idea, not solid proof. I turned on the bed Bobby had let me use; despite the many blankets I placed on top of myself I was cold. It was rough. I was in a situation where I couldn't win, and it would take a toll on me.

I eventually did fall asleep but only to meet with the same outcome as every other time.

I stood in the dark. It was pitch black, nothing of which the human eye could see. It was dark. I heard breathing from behind me. I bit my tongue to stop me from screaming. I turned around to be met with the same pair of blood red eyes.

"Soon."

"What?"

"Soon my child, you will come to me and you will bring me my other gift."

"What?" I repeated myself.

"Soon my child, soon."

I felt a jolt down my back. It felt like my body was on fire, I went to grab the areas which were burning trying anything to relieve the burning sensation. I couldn't control it. It felt like I was being lit on fire with something eating myself from the inside out.

I woke up screaming.

Author's Note: Please review, loves. I'll try my best to get updates faster, please don't hate me.

See you soon,

MarianasPhantom