My name is Zoe and i am a hunter of the supernatural which mean almost anything that you once thought was make believe really isn't almost anything is real like ghosts , werewolf ,witches and vampires and that's just to name a few and its my job as a hunter to kill the son of bitches.

i come from what was once a large family of hunters both my mom and my dad were from hunting families and all of my extended family were hunters everyone i knew basically and every had contact with and we all hated each other and never trusted one and other but some how we could still be there for each other and save each other ass's when we needed it . they are all gone now my mom and dad aunts and uncles i have a few distant cousins dotted around the place but i haven't spoke to them since i was knee high even if that

i always hated be a hunter especially as a kid a new school every couple of weeks it didn't help that i carried a knife in my bag i only ever wanted a normal life and was always the target of bullies and never had anybody to talk to about it because if i were to tell my mom she would completely guilty as i was mistake ,harsh but true even though she loved me she didn't want kids didn't want to bring up a kid like she was and now my dad was . but when she found out she was pregnant with me she couldn't abort me . and if i told my dad how i felt he would tell me to grow a pair and that i was lucky wait until i was older and had to start going on hunts with them. in the end his last words with me was that he was sorry for being so cruel he just wanted to protect to me. when he died me and mom tried to escape the hunting life me moved state bought a proper house i got my own apartment started training to be a nurse my mom even re married and had a boy a beautiful little boy named Justin but of course hunters never escape had even after our great attempts to stay hidden a vamp that my parents had hunted years and year ago way before they had me had found my mom and wanted revenge for the death of her lover . it killed her husband Jeff and my little brother Justin and then it turned my mom and it got away again i held my mom in my arms as she begged for me to kill her.

i did i had to i couldn't leave her like that . the every thing we killed she was turning into . once it was over i got up and went and found her and my dads journals .even through everything that they had been through they keep a log of everything they hunted about it and most importantly how to kill it i was looking for one thing in particular the number of bobby singer he was like an uncle to me, in fact that's what i called him he was the only hunter we stayed in touch with after my dad died . i got dropped off a lot at his when i was younger he taught ,e how to fire a gun and punch without breaking my wrist even basic

first aid ,which inspired me to want to be a nurse the first place . then i salted Jeff and Justin and my mom bodied and set the house alight and left

back at my apartment i packed clothes and basic thing that i would need and headed for my car flinging my bag into the trunk i pressed bobby singers number into my cell i rung a couple of times but he answered

"hello , bobby its Zoe ... Zoe Taylor i need your help"