Prologue
Hi, my name is Alexia Reed. I come from a long line of a werewolf family, by my father's side. I have five older siblings and three younger half-siblings. Yeah that's alot of kids I know. My 'mother' was married to a man named Robert Reed. he was one of the best hunters out there. That's until I was born. I was born on the 25TH of December 1993 at a hospital in Spain. That was also the day that Father died. His mission was to keep me safe from another werewolf name Carlos La Cruz. After my father's death, my mom moved away to America after that to keep me safe and keep on the Hunter line. She taught me and my siblings how to hunt. It's actually kinda funny that a werewolf hunting other supernatural creatures.
Here she married a man named Greg Miller. We live in my father's hometown La Push, WA. After that it was straight to South America. There 'mom' decided she wanted two more kids and then she was done. My so-called 'mother' always treated my siblings like prince and princesses, not that I am jealous, but little old me was treated like crap while my siblings would get cars, phones, clothes and toys, I would get the privilege of cleaning the basement/training room and let me tell you something that is disgusting. So when I turned 9, guess what I did? Did you guess, if you did good if you didn't I'll tell you right now.
I RAN AWAY.
I was so happy, I moved up back to America and met one of dad's old friend's kids, Dean and Sam. they took in and acted as if I was there little sister. I loved living with them it was so nice to be wanted, we always moved around so I didn't have a stable school, but I was smart enough to not always be at school. So we always hunted together. We hunted things like demons, wendigo's, vampires and even 'skin-crawlers' also known as shape-shifters.
About six months ago we managed to track down La Cruz , unfortunately we ran into my Siblings they told us to stay away, but of course I don't back down easily and we went and found La Cruz. But of course my siblings were there fist, but they made perfect distractions. So I took my chance and attacked him, first it mas a kick in the back and then I shifted. We fought to what had seemed like hours but was only minutes, until I managed to get a good grip on his neck then he went limp.
After that I had to talk to my siblings. At first they yelled and cursed at me about how it was their kill and some crap like that, until I had enough and screamed to get their attention. When I finally managed to calm them down I told them that I was done with the hunting business and that I was going to try and live a normal life and then I just walked away. Even Sam and Dean were surprised about that, but they understood that I was done.
So now you can read about how I have to TRY AGAIN.