I was different. Nothing like anyone had seen before. I was a vampire but I didn't feast off of anyone. It was terrible, I could feel myself dying but I was so focused on not killing anyone that I stuck with the pain.

That was two days ago and I am still a vampire and currently still dying. I can feel myself becoming weaker and weaker as time goes by. It's not long before I shrivel up and turn to dust or whatever happens when vampires don't feast.

My father was a hunter and he told me a lot about vampires. Such as they like to target humans for their blood, obviously. They like to take females and have sex with them so they can create an even bigger army. I was told by the leader to go out and feast, to build my strength, but I would rather die.

I am currently in an alley behind an abandoned building. I was slowly walking towards the exit when I felt a hand cover my mouth. I stayed still, too tired to fight. I see two men grab me and walk me into the building. The short one puts me down to go find a chair while the tall one keeps a hold of me.

"Are you... guys hunters?" I ask as they tie me up to chair in the abandoned building. They look like hunters with their hard features and dirty clothes. Plus they have blood on them. I see the blood and I feel an urge to attack.

"Yes, we are. Why?" The tall men said. I look up to see them standing right in front of me. I cough up blood before I am able to speak.

"Because I know you are here for me. I didn't feast on anyone though. I didn't want to. Taking someones innocent life. I'm dying just kill me." I coughed up more blood. My head slouched back, waiting for them to behead me. After a few moments they did nothing and I brought my head back to look at them.

"We aren't going to kill you. We know you didn't feast. We are here to save you. Here is  drink. Drink it all and you will feel better. Just know you will be sick. The tall man said as he untied me and gave me the drink. I quickly gulped the drink down. It tasted putrid and disgusting. I immediately hurled up back goo. I could feel my insides burning. They did it. They killed me, I don't have to kill anyone.

I stopped throwing up after a good 5 minutes and stood up. I felt great, actually I felt amazing.

"What did you guys give me? I feel great!" i said walking around doing jumping jacks and such. I could move without the urge to kill someone.

"We gave you a drink where if you didn't feast, it will clean you." The short one said. "I've done it before." He said giving me a resting bitch face look.

"Thank you both! I can't wait to be norma... wait." I said thinking. They saved my life, I should repay them.

"You two are hunters correct?" I asked. They nodded, their eyes boring into mine. "Can I repay you? Help you on a hunt. I can fight and use weapons!" I said smirking.

"No." They said simultaneously. I frowned.

"Nope. I'm helping you guys, what are you hunting next?" I asked walking closer to them. I smiled innocently at them, swaying back and forth.

"How do you even know about hunting?" The shorter one asked.

"Well my father was an amazing hunter. He taught me everything I need to know. When I turned 18, I decided I didn't want to be a hunter and went off to college with my boyfriend at the time. It was great for a while, until my boyfriend cheated on e. I called my dad saying how sorry I was but it went straight to voicemail. just so happens he died a couple days later from some vamps." I said looking down. 

"Wow, I'm so sorry. Uh Dean, how about we let her on one hunt? She deserves it!" The tall one said to Dean, I guess. 

"No Sam! What if she gets killed? That's blood on our hands that shouldn't be there!" Dean said whispering loud enough for me to hear.

"I can hear you." I said rolling my eyes as I watched him.

"You were meant to sweetheart." He said to me, giving me a dirty look and turning back to Sam.

"Dean, c'mon. How bad could she be?" Sam asked and turned to me. I was currently trying to catch a butterfly that was in the building.

"I'm not that bad. I know what I'm doing. I just add fun!" I turned to them and smiled.

"UGH FINE!" Dean yelled, throwing his hands up in surrender. I giggled and walked outside with them to a car.

"Oh my god!" I said and Dean sighed.

"What now Little Miss Preppy?" Dean asked and I rolled my eyes.

"Please tell me this isn't your car! A 1967 Chevy Impala. My dream car!" I said smiling as I stalked around it. "She is in amazing shape, holy shit!" I squealed.

"Thank you. She's mine. Now get in the car before I leave you here." He spit and got into the car. Sam gave me a sympathetic look and sat in the passenger seat. I sighed and got into the back, excited that I was in my dream car.

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So here is part 1 to this little story. I hope you really like it. I had fun writing this and part 2! Part two my be a little shorter though. I don't know if I will make it longer or keep it like it is.