AN: Hi there. I'm RJ Waltz. I've decided to write a fanfic set in the Twilight universe. I'm not a fan of Twilight, myself, but I thought of a cool concept. Here goes. (Purely fanmade, I have no ties with Stephanie Meyer, don't pay money to read this.)

Chapter 1.

Mike Newton had more than he could ask for in life. He had a lovely home, a beautiful wife, his own business, and soon maybe perhaps a child on the way. In its own charming and simple way, his life turned out perfect.

Mike couldn't move. The thing standing over him leaned down, its hideous red eyes glaring into his soul. It sniffed him menacingly. He pleaded his body to move or attempt to run, but it wouldn't budge. The creature, hard and cold as a stone statue, picked his crumpled form off of the blood-stained floor with little effort and carried him slowly up the stairs. It pitched him into the far wall of his bedroom. Mike's wife screamed out.

"..run.." he wheezed, his voice barely audible. Jessica tried to flee, but the monster easily stopped her. Compared to it, she may as well have been standing still. It broke both of her legs and tossed her frail body next to Mike. He watched her crawl feebly towards him. The pain in her eyes burned into his mind. The creature picked her up, deciding that it had enough fun with them. It bit into her neck. Her blood cascaded down her body as she twitched violently in the monster's cold steel embrace. Mike watched, helpless and horrified, as the love of his life took her final breath. It turned towards him, and reached out. Then, it disappeared in a blur of motion. His vision blurred, and Mike blacked out in the pool of Jessica's blood.

Much to his surprise, Mike awoke in a basement. He was lying on a cot surrounded by beeping medical equipment. An IV needle protruded from his arm, dripping some sort of liquid into his veins. His head spun while he struggled to sit up into a seated position. Apparently, whatever had been keeping him immobile had worn off.

A woman's voice sighed through the thin wall of the next room, "Jesus. I'm stuck in Forks, huh. This place sucks balls. Why couldn't the damn vegans hang out in California? Nobody would notice a sparkly dude there."

Another, older male voice responded, "Now Alix, I understand that the situation isn't ideal. However, we should try and make the best of it. Was the attack from one of the vegans?"

Alix groaned, "No. Just a stray vamp. Probably only passing through. Looking to kill some puppies, no doubt. Must've gotten hungry. Why did you save the kid, by the way?"

The man chuckled, "Truthfully, I haven't the faintest idea. Why don't you go check on him, Alix?"

She walked through the opening, "Hey, kiddo. Can you move?"

Mike shrieked in horror. She studied him with her deep red eyes. He backed up while on the cot in an attempt to get away from her. Alix ran a hand through her long red hair, sighing, exasperated.

"I'm not going to kill you. At least, not right this second," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Alix," the man's voice said in a cautioning tone from the other room.

"Freakin' pain in my ass," she mumbled under her breath, "I'm Alix. From what we've managed to figure out, your name is Mike, right? Mike Newton?"

"W-w-w-what are you?" He stammered, still frightened.

She pulled out a small stubby stick of gum, unwrapped the foil, and popped it in her mouth. She tossed him one, as well before answering him, "I'm not really sure what you call them here in the states. Strigoi? Vampyr? Cold ones?" Alix noticed Mike's blank stare, "Old man, help me out here."

The man stepped around the corner. Mike felt relieved to see that he didn't have red eyes. However, they were an oddly bright shade of purple. "Vampires, Alix."

She popped her gum bubble, "Right. Vampires. The dude who attacked you last night was a vampire."

Mike stared blankly at the two of them, "Seriously? A vampire? You're kidding. You mean, like Nosferatu and Dracula?"

Alix smirked, "Not exactly. Well, sorta. They don't have all of the dumb weaknesses TV vampires have, but they do need to drink blood."

Mike blinked several times, trying to wake himself from the weird dream, "Okay then. Let's say I believe you for a second. What does that make you guys?"

The man smiled, "That's easy. We're vampire hunters, of course."