Summary: Trained by their father, Matt and Katie Holt had grown into being hunters of all things that go bump into the night. But when Katie has enough, she runs away and starts her normal college life under the guise of Pidge Gunderson. She thought she could start over. That was, until her brother came back to her life one night. "Dad's on a hunting trip. And he hasn't been home ever since."

Disclaimer: I do not own Voltron: Legendary Defenders or Supernatural. They are owned by their respective creators.

A soft humming tone from a woman sounded into the peaceful night of the Holt house. A woman with short hair and soft caramel eyes were looking down at the bundle of joy in her arms, cooing softly.

"There's my little Katie," She would say, and then was gently placing the one year old child into her crib, "The angels are watching you,"

The woman spun the mobile hanging above the crib, the little baby cherubs with wings were going around in circle, as the tune of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star played. Smiling, the woman leaned down and kissed the top of her head, and then was walking out the room, closing the door slightly, leaving it ajar in case Katie cried again in the night.

Breathing out softly, the woman soon was making her way to check on her four year old Matthew, and peeked at the door. He was fast asleep in his alien themed bed, snoring lightly and the blankets were curling him like a cocoon. She giggled softly and closed the door slightly like her little girl's door and was making her way downstairs.

A feeling suddenly grabbed her by the gut, and she blinked slowly for a moment. It was that sinking dread you get. Some call it Mother's intuition. She called it instinct. The flickering of the side lights of the wall beside her made her uneasy, and she walked back upstairs to check on the kids. She peeked into Katie's room first, then blinked as she saw a figure standing over the crib.

But the shape was familiar so she breathed out with a soft smile.

"Samuel? Is Katie okay?"

No response.

Maybe he was too lost in admiring their little girl. After all, she was a miracle to them, being born premature but survived through it all.

Shrugging with a smile, the woman soon left and checked on Matthew again, then smiled. Still asleep. She soon was going back downstairs and decided to get a drink of water but then...she heard the TV in the living room. Frowning, she went to peek then saw...her husband was sleeping on the recliner, slightly drunk and asleep with the beer bottle in his hand loosely. Eyes widened and soon she was rushing up to the stairs once more and was pushing herself into Katie's room, and gasped as she saw yellow eyes and screamed.

Downstairs, Samuel Holt jolted from his seat and heard the screaming of his wife and was scrambling up and was rushing to get upstairs.

"Colleen!" Samuel shouted and reached to his daughter's bedroom, hearing Katie wailing and crying.

He crashed into the room, looking around and was surprised to see his wife wasn't in here. He frowned, but quickly moved towards his baby girl's crib and picked her up with a small smile.

"T-there, there, baby girl. What's wrong? Shhh..." He cooed and was rocking her slightly with loving eyes.

Katie's big caramel eyes looked up at him, then was looking up at the ceiling. And then...something red appeared over her forehead. And another. Samuel looked closer and saw it was droplets...of blood. He touched it over her forehead...

...and slowly looked up.

Pinned back on the ceiling, was a gasping and fear stricken Colleen Holt with her stomach pooling in blood.

"NO!"

Samuel shouted in despair, holding Katie close but almost reeled back as suddenly the whole ceiling was caught in fire, including Colleen herself. Samuel looked desperately lost, whether he should run out with Katie or try to get her burning wife down.

"Dada?" A young boy's face called and Samuel looked back to see Matthew standing there, looking scared.

He quickly was handing the one year old to Matthew and in a rushed clipped down, he told his son, "Matt, take your sister out of here, now!"

Matthew shakily nodded, protectively keeping his sister around the bundle to not get hot with the flames as he was quickly running down the stairs and out of the house. The young four year old was out near the streets and looked back, seeing his home was in flames. His eyes watered, wondering where was his Mommy, and when was she and Daddy coming out. But he heard his sister croon in distress and looked down, eyes softening as he then leaned his cheek to rub against the top of her head and shushed her gently.

"I-It s'okay Katie. Mattie's gonna prow-tect you,"

He promised as he then was seeing his father was rushing out of the burning building and took both his children in his arms and running away into the night, as the fire continued to burn and the distant sounds of the fire engines echoed sounded off.

October 31st, 20XX

...Eighteen years later...

"Piiiiiiiiidge~"

Caramel eyes looked up with slight annoyance and fondness, as she felt someone's chin over her shoulder and nuzzling his nose into her cheek.

"What is it, Lance? Can't you see I'm brooding here?"

"Aw, c'mon Pidge. This is supposed to be a party! Not you trying to work on your thesis!"

Pidge chuckled as she then turned her spinny barstool to be faced with a handsome tanned Cuban man with brown hair and the most alluring azure eyes. He was currently wearing some sort of mech suit, something about being from a famous sci-fi anime they watched before.

It was true, Pidge had been dragged by the eccentric male to this party since it was Halloween...and she didn't exactly feel very up to celebrating. Even now, the night of the spooks and ghouls made her uncomfortable. Unfortunately, she had no choice in the matter and had to bring her college work of her Information and Technology thesis she was working on. Which, in retrospect, was a bad idea since she couldn't concentrate.

"Can't you have a little bit of fun?"

"In a while. Lemme save this last paragraph and I'll buy you another drink with ya, sound fair?"

Lance pouted but then shrugged, "Oh fine,"

Pidge smiled a bit at the childish tall male and leaned up a bit, kissing his chin a bit as Lance smiled.

Life was good since she entered the Garrison, it was kind of a fresh start away from her toxic family. She didn't even want to think what her estrange father, who in all her life was nothing but bossy and controlling, was doing at this moment.

And she didn't care.

The same could be said about her brother, who wasn't exactly brother of the year either. Well, he was in the past, when their dad would always leave them alone in motel rooms since they had no home to go to and Samuel Holt would go into strange jobs. But lately as Pidge had finished highschool, even though their moving around prevented from staying in a school in less than a year, Matt was demanding that Pidge shouldn't be selfish and she should help their 'family business'. And of course, she had enough and ran off to go to college, like she had been begging to both her father and brother, who said that college was a waste of time. She had secretly taken up the scholarship of computer science and engineering thanks to her previous teachers that recommended her in her last school.

And here she was.

In the Garrison and went under a new name. Goodbye Katie Holt and hello Pidge Gunderson.

It wasn't her first rodeo in name changing and stuff.

But this time, Pidge was here to stay.

It was at the time she met Lance McClain. At first, with Pidge's new haircut and had gain glasses, Lance thought she was a boy and ended up having her as a roommate along with a Samoan bear like male named Hunk Garrett. The three of them became great friends, despite their different courses. Hunk was in the mechanical engineering while Lance was in the Air Pilot Force program.

It was then during the Mid-Terms exams that Lance and Pidge got together.

Pidge was secretly pinning over the Cuban boy, despite that she knew he was the biggest flirt on the campus. He was loud, obnoxious, reckless and pretty much showed off and then made a fool of himself. The class clown. But a good looking one at that. And yet there were sides of Lance that no one else has seen. Like how Lance had a HUGE sweet tooth. Or the fact that he loves cats, and tried to sneak a stray in that he named Azul but unfortunately he was caught and banned from having pets in the dorms. Or the fact that Lance was a good singer, and plays guitar sometimes as Lucky by Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat was practically their song.

It was a surprise that Lance came to her one day, and was smiling that sincere Cuban smile of his and was easily asking her out to a movie Pidge had been dying to watch for months. Somehow after that, they automatically became a thing; making all the girls in the college cry and Hunk cheering in happiness.

Which led them to this night. Their first Halloween together.

Lance took Pidge's hand, twirling her around for a moment and leaned down to peck her lips properly, "Still wished you could've worn a costume,"

Pidge looked down at her attire, which was a baggy high top turtle neck with white green and orange color schemes, light brown cargo shorts and orange and white high tops.

She just shrugged, "I'm not a costume kind of girl,"

Lance shook his head and pulled her close, "Next Halloween, we're gonna be matching costumes. Like those cheesy couples that do," He leaned down and nuzzled noses with her with a smile.

"Ahem, ahem," A voice called and the two looked up to see Hunk, dressed in some sort of rock alien thing attire and grinned, "Excuse me, love kittens, but we're all about to start the dance competition. Winner gets like ten grand, you guys in?"

Pidge twitched her nose and then sighed, seeing Lance smiling happily with puppy eyes at her.

"I have two left feet. So good luck in thinking you could get me to dance,"

Lance waggled his brows, pulling her close "Just follow my led, Pigeon, and we'll be winning that cash money in no time~"

It was around three in the morning and Pidge was getting up from bed and away from her cuddly boyfriend. They had arrived from the party hours ago around midnight, since Pidge was insisting that in a few hours she had an interview for her internship to go to. Lance, being the good boyfriend, brought them back to the dorms while Hunk was getting lucky with a fellow rock alien cosplayer and had stayed at her apartment. They had gone to bed over two hours ago after stripping from their clothes and into their pajamas.

She was padding out of their dorm room to go into the dorm kitchens to get a drink, until she sensed something was wrong. She glared as she saw a shadowy figure nearby the windows, which was open, was looking around and not seeing Pidge sneak behind them. But the figure turned around to swing their fist at her, but she expertly ducked and appeared behind him once more in agile movement. She soon wrapped her arms around their neck and pulled them down easily and was soon pushing her knees onto the back of theirs' and then pinned him to the ground, sitting on his back and legs being trapped by her own.

"WHO ARE YOU!?"

"Owowowow K-Katie!"

Pidge's eyes widened as she then leaned back for a moment on her butt, as the figure turned to face her as the lights turned on. The figure and Pidge looked up to see Lance looking surprised, dressed in his blue cat printed shirt and blue boxer shorts.

"Pidge?-" He glanced down at the man that was now sitting up and blinked, "Who...?"

"Matt?"

The figure looked up from his shaggy sandy hair, his caramel eyes gleamed a bit, grinning, "Hey kiddo, it's been a while,"

Instead of happiness, she was floored and a little mad, "What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Pidge, what's going on?" Lance stepped forward, not liking he was being left out and the fact his girlfriend looked a little hostile towards this man, "Who is this guy?"

She snapped her head up and then softened, standing up and walking over to him and taking him by the hands gently, "I-It's nothing Lance. Go back to bed-"

"Pidge?" Matt stood up as well, dusting himself off and raised a brow, "Is that the name you're going under now?"

Lance raised a brow and slowly looked down at her, "W-what's he talking about?"

The girl sighed as she knew that Lance wasn't gonna budge until everything was explained. She turned to her brother for a moment then spoke to Lance, "Lance, this is my brother, Matt. Matt, this is Lance..."

Matt stared at them for a moment and then raised a brow at Lance's shirt, "Nice Hello Kitty Shirt,"

"It's not Hello Kitty!" Lance protested then whipped his head back to his short girlfriend, "Pidge, I thought you said your brother was dead,"

"Oooh, is that what she said?" Matt folded his arms and feigned a look of hurt, "Harsh, lil sis..."

Pidge growled as she fixed her glasses, "I said he was dead to me. Didn't expect he'd find me here,"

"You're not as slick as you think you are," Matt huffed as he was holding up his phone, "Got a track lead from your old highschool. Says you got a scholarship here in the Garrison league and I saw your picture in this campus' database, but not under Katie Holt. I got the location and a friendly Samoan guy drunk off his rockers told me where to find you,"

Hunk...Pidge thought as she sighed, and Lance just stood there confused.

"So...your name isn't Pidge Gunderson?" Lance murmured with a frown and eyes narrowed as Pidge looked up at him.

"...No. B-But only because I knew if I used my real name, he and my Dad would find me,"

"The dad you said that was an asshole right?" Lance murmured and then tilted his head, "Or was that a lie too?"

"Not everything was a lie!" Pidge urged and tightened her hold on his hands, her eyes begging as she looked up at him.

Lance stared at her for a moment and sighed, then murmured, "...Well this is a first a girl has been weird with me in a relationship.. But a first that I'm not gonna blow my shit about it,"

Matt coughed, and the two were looking back at him in attention.

"If I have your attention," Matt hummed and looked at his sister, "Katie, I need to talk to you..." He glanced at Lance then back at her, "Alone,"

Pidge looked thoughtful but then looked firm, as she held Lance's hand tightly, "No...w-whatever you have to say to me, you can say it in front of Lance too,"

Matt's eyes narrowed but then his face was blank, "...Fine," He said coolly and softened, "Dad's on a hunting trip. And he hasn't been home ever since."

Pidge's face paled at this, looking at Matt's serious face and ignoring how Lance looked confused...and worried.

End of Introduction Chapter

A/n: So...this idea had been stuck in my head for a while since a week ago. After seeing Supernatural on my TV screen again, plus my obsession with Voltron lately; I figured to try a Supernatural AU. At first, I was gonna try and do a Brogane version, with Keith as Dean Winchester and Shiro as Sam Winchester but...I thought that was too typical. But I'd love for anyone to use that idea and I would read the shit out of it. Anyways, yeah, so I decided to use the Holt siblings instead :D So yeah, we've got the first part up. If you're a SPN fan, you'd know what's coming next right? D: Not excited for that part. Anyways, reviews are appreciated. Tell me what you guys think and stuff, and if this story should be continued or not. This story is gonna be well worked on alongside Remembrance (if you haven't read that, you should totes check it out~ :D). Thanks for reading~