I think I was happy once... But I can't remember. My life stopped when I was only a five years old kid... I had two loving parents... I even had A sister... Life was supposed to be happy and good.

On one gray day... He destroyed everything. I was forced to become a woman in a day. I don't know what normal is... I even loved once… And I was reminded once again that I was just a stupid 15-year-old kid. I don't know what love is… I was never shown. And to be honest. I never will

I was crouched on top of a tree looking down and waiting for the predator when my mind floated back to this morning. I woke up showered in the river and put on this clothes. I wonder how I would have grown up to be if my parents haven't been killed they were hunters. I had a feeling they were going to get me involved when I grew to age… Just the thought of going out at night to kill the creatures of the night seem like a burden. I stared at the invisible path I made all the way to the spot I was. I had to erase my human scent with a liquid I stole from the hunters.

It was not easy getting this ahead of a vampire. First I was human. Second I refused to train with professionals about hunting vampire. Whatever I knew and my fighting skills I taught myself. I even have the scars on my body to prove my years of training.

I smirk remembering how every time I steal from the hunters or our paths crossed they asked me to join. They were out there… Every single conversation we had ended the same way even though they never believe me. I wasn't even slayer material. I didn't have the discipline or patience being a slayer needed. They were exaggerating I wasn't killing vampire's because I enjoy it. I killed whoever got in my way against my vengeance or if they piss me off. Which vampires tend to do a lot. Once I killed HIM I will go on my life… Whatever that was.

I stared at my lucky boots proudly. They have saved my ass once or twice. I was wearing a black tank top that was covered in holes. It wasn't bought like that. Time and wear made it like that. I was also wearing a jacket that was worn out. I was wearing the only nice piece of clothes I had. Which were leather jeans? I stole them just yesterday. I had my hair wild and free just the way I liked it. I plan on getting a new tank top after I question this asshole.

I smirk. Speaking of assholes. The predator made his appearance and He was looking for me. I smiled as I watched him walked forward and was looking for me. I needed the bastard to stand in the perfect spot. He thought He was hunting me. All I have to do is act lost. Run and here we were. Getting a vampire to think He was hunting a helpless little girl.

Finally! He stood up on the spot. I stood up fast and let my body fall on top of the vampire. Making him fall to the floor on his face hard with a grunt. I was pretty high up in the tree. A fall like that would have hurt me if it weren't for the vampire's body minimizing the fall. If HE were human He would be pretty hurt or dead. All I did was cause him a small discomfort.

I stood up on his back and the vampire started to hiss in pain. Oh yeah, the silver at the bottom of my boots was not fun for them. The silver burned thru his clothes towards his flesh.

"I am so sorry." I made my tone sound as girly as I could manage. Being a recent 18 years old was a lot of help. I find it pisses the vampires off. Not only be beaten by a girl but a young girl. It makes them feel emasculated. "I can be so clumsy sometimes." I let a girly giggle escape my lips. I kept a foot on his neck and the other one on his back. I started to lower my self-closer to the vampire and was careful not to fall off him. That would cause me a lot of inconveniences, to say the least. "I just want to ask you a few questions… If you're nice… I might even let you live."

I was lying. It took a lot of months to find this vampire and I knew for a fact that if I spare him. He would keep hunting me. I learned the hard way what type of vampire truly disappeared without holding a grudge. They were not that many they were almost nonexistent.

"Fuck me, Slayer." He gasps out still in pain. Yet he managed to make the fucking sentence sound sexy. I pursed my lips and glared down at him for a quick second. He started to turn his face towards me no doubt to stared at my reaction. I lifted the foot on his legs fast and kicked down hard and fast making him rethink that idea. He grunted and thought better of it.

"I. Do. Not. Fuck. Vampires. And I am certainly not a slayer!" I spat the word slayer out of my mouth as if tasted bad. I hated the fucking assumption that I was a hunter. Just because I killed a few of the creatures of the night. It did not make me a hunter. I did not get paid for what I did. I just did it out of necessity. Or revenge. "I am looking for the asshole that killed my parents. I KNOW you know who HE is. I want his name now. I want his location. And if you have a picture of him." I lowered my self and put my lips on his ears to make sure not to touch him. "Now that would get you cookie points." I smiled at him and stayed closed to him letting debate the last sentence. Yet I knew better. The creatures of the night were the most creatures out there. They never talked without persuasion.

The vampire chuckle amused at my little treat. Again managing the chuckle sound sexy. He was pissing me the hell off. "What's your name sweetheart." His tone was condescending. I put more pressure on his neck erasing the stupid smirk effectively.

"You know my name. Isabella Hathaway." He laughed sarcastically again. He thought he was hunting ME. Poor Bastard...

"Ah." He purrs. This asshole was in a lot of pain and He was still flirting with me. "The famous Isabella Hathaway." I glared down at him. I was so close. I finally had a good clue about the asshole that killed my parents and this jackass was denying me the satisfaction. I made an exasperated sigh as if I dreaded what I was about to do next.

"The hard way it is." Again I put as much innocence as I managed. I started torturing the creature with my silver stake. I kept the torture until eventually, he tried to raise his hands in surrender.

"Please. Please." He coughs in pain and spitting blood next to him. "Stop." I lowered my self and put my lips close to his ears carefully as not to touch him.

"But if I stop now. You'll heal. And I'll have to start all over again." Now my tone wasn't girly it was flirty. The annoyance on his face told me it was fulfilling its purpose. I took my silver stake and caress his cheek with it. He cried in pain.

"You'll find him at Elena's School." He gasps out. I frown, knowing the school was not far from here… I have seen the school once or twice since I always roamed around this woods. I never got in though… Just the thought of willingly walking into a place where vampires crawled was repulsing to me.

"What's His name?" He tried to shake his head no. But the position I was pinning him to the ground prevented that movement. He was scared of the vampire that murdered my parents. I have been torturing this creature and He was scared of HIM?

"I am not telling you. GO ahead and kill me. I have a family. A family I intend to protect. I'm going to die regardless. If HE finds out I told you... Death would be too merciful." I sigh and stake him. I stood up straight and took a cigaret out of my pocket and light it as I stared at the dead corpse. I had the location. I would find the fucking bastard. I took a few drags out of the cigarette and walked away from the corpse to where I hid my backpack. I took a small bottle of gasoline and walked slowly towards the corpse and started pouring it on the body… Whoever killed my parents were someone powerful. I took a final long drag out of the cigaret and let it fall on top of the dead body. I grabbed my backpack as the body was engulfed in flames. I grabbed my backpack as the body was engulfed in flames. I started to walk away from the burning body as it burned.

"I am so close..." I whispered excitedly to myself. I walked a straight path to the school knowing the way. A small building caught my attention and I stopped and stared at it. There was the word bar on it. I stared at it. I have never drunk before. I found it dangerous. I always needed a clear mind to deal with the leeches. Besides I was recently 8 years old. I am supposed to be able to drink when I turn 21. I don't need alcohol to run away from my problems, but maybe to calm my nerves. I have heard slayers said a cup of wine a day was healthy. I wink at the building with a promise of coming back. When things get too much. I will come here.

I had a feeling that the bar and I were going to be a best friend. I did not like drinking alcohol especially to hide from my feelings or to solve my problems. But if things get too much. I would need this bar to be my best friend. I kept walking all the way to the school building and stopped in front of it.

The building was majestic. I stared at it in awe. The building looked old, Yet new. It looks modern, yet classic. Simple yet expensive. I hated to admit but the bloodsuckers had a taste. I read the big letters with a grin on my face.

ELENA'S SCHOOL

"Here we go…" I murmured as I took one step towards destiny.

Writer's note: I am re-writting this story. I had a lot of comments on it about not getting a lot of description. So I re-writted it to put more description. I still left the old one for now.