The Middleton's were a fairly normal family-at the moment, not twelve years ago they had been a threat. The baine of the existence of monsters everywhere, but then...then Gertrude as she's known now had gotten pregnant. They had changed their names and moved to a little town in Utah.
They thought they had left their past behind;it had been almost ten years since they had had an incident-after which they had moved to Topeka and changed their names-but there it was, as Gertrude looked out the smashed window of the over turned car in a dazed state at the vampire who had ramed their car as it fed on her husband she vaugly recognized her, it had to have been 15 years ago when they had teamed up with two other hunters, they had taken out a nest of vampires, one had gotten away; She had fled into the woods and they had been unable to track her.
Coming to her senses slightly she reached for her phone which rested on the roof of the car next to where her head was hanging, she fumbled with the buttons for a moment before pressing the green button, then a voice came to the other end of a hunter who they had hunted with once about 13 years ago before retiring. It had been one of his first hunts and one of their last.
"John." Gurta said, her voice weak. "Please...get Mar..ina...Vampire...found us..." She breathed out, seemingly missing some of the words in her sentence as she fought to stay conscious. But their was no time for John to respond, the vampire grabbed Gurta and roughly pulled her out of the car window, stray prices of jagged glass cutting her already broken arm.
"That won't do will it? I heard a rumor when I got into town you had a kid." The Vampire said after stepping on the cellphone and crushing it. "Dont worry, I'll take good care of Marina; Just like you took such good care of Joseph!" She said cruelly as she mentioned her mate who they had killed. "After all, how hard could it be to find her?" She said with a smirk.