Your name is Karkat Vantas and you are currently sitting on the couch of a human who calls himself Bobby.

Okay, let's clarify things some.

You're now around 18 human years old. You lost track of sweeps a long time ago. The game ended about a year ago, leaving everyone in a parallel universe where humans and trolls both live on Earth. As far as you know, everyone was able to land a decent job.

Everyone except for you, that is.

After a few months of living on the streets, you found about hunting the supernatural and decided to try it out. At least you have an excuse to use fake IDs and shit now. You now have a pair of iron sickles and a pair made of reinforced silver. You no longer have a computer and as a result haven't heard from anyone else in a while.

You now wear a grey jacket with hidden pockets, a pair of slightly ripped light grey jeans, some combat boots you found, a black tank top, and a Sufferer pendant (though you refuse to call it that) you had bought off Meenah once so she would shut up. There's also a bite mark out of your right ear due to a rather reckless attempt to subdue a ghost dog.

You had been on a job when this Bobby guy, also a hunter, found you, called you an amateur and an "idjit", and finished the job for you. Now he says he's going to get some friends of his to tutor you. Why he can't do it himself, you have no idea.

You fiddle with your necklace boredly when you hear the doorbell ring, making you instinctively jump and reach for your sickles. You get a "calm down, shorty" from Bobby, making you lightly growl at him. He goes to open the door, letting in two people you assume are hunters. They also seem to be brothers, partially because they look alike and partially because there isn't any other reason for the two to be working together. After some listening you figure out their names are "Sam" and "Dean". Before too long they come over. "So this is him?" says the one you think is Dean. Sam hmms to himself. "He's kind of small," Dean continues. You huff and stand up, which sadly only proves his point.

"What's your name...?" asks Sam.

"Karkat," you reply, glaring up at him.

He mutters something like "I've never seen a troll in this line of work before." He seems like kind of a softie. You hope he doesn't comment about your age.

"How long have you been hunting?" Oh thank god.

"About half a year. But I've been fighting for a lot fucking longer, so don't think I'm an idiot or anything." Sam looks at Bobby, as if to ask if you were telling the truth. "He's an idjit with the supernatural, but he is a pretty good fighter, I'll give him that."

"Wow, you actually gave me a compliment." Fuck Dave, you are the sass master. It is you. "And here I thought I was completely useless." Dean chuckles. "I like this kid. We'll take him." Bobby nods in response. Dean heads out, Sam making sure you're following before taking up the rear. You decide you'll give these two a chance, and if you don't like them, you can always run off.

A/N: yay, finally got this up! Sorry the first chapter is so short, but this'll be fun to write. You guys are welcome to comment with suggestions for ghosts. In case anyone is wondering, I do plan on giving other Supernatural characters cameos. I have some planned out for Sollux, Eridan, Cronus, Kankri, Mituna, Dave, Terezi, Dirk, Jake, John, and Jade. I've also got an idea for Gamzee, though it's just an idea. If you have any ideas for other character cameos, let me know!