They live around us, they walk amongst us, they talk to us. Everything about them
invites us in.
They are the highest species on the food chain, nothing can stop them.
That it why, there's people like me, Roxanne Smitherson. Were normal on the outside, but on the inside, we have some of the same powers of vampires. Without them, we'd just be like everyone else, supper.
We have speed but not faster, strength but not stronger, smart but not as cunning, brave, but not fearless.
We are their biggest threat, their enemy. They do not fear us, they congratulate us, on being brave enough to fight against them.
For many years, they've been secretly attacking their prey; they get in, and then out.
When someone actual noticed there has been too many deaths to be humane, they took matters into their own hands, creating us, the hunters.
I'm different. The reason, my mom fell in love, with the enemy.
My dad was a vampire. I never knew his rank, but I knew he was powerful.
His people got angry, and tried to kill my mother and me. I was just a child at the time, no older then six months, he only had one option.
Leave me behind, to be taken care of by a foster family, and take my mother and hide her away.
So he did. I grew up living with Sandra and Joe.
They loved me like their own child, until someone found out who I was.
Then, they attacked us, killing Sandra and Joe.
I was seven, I didn't know what was happening, all I knew was that it wasn't right, that this person wasn't human. It came after me, so I ran.
I ended up getting lost in the woods.
Not the best hiding place when a bunch of bloodsuckers are after you, but, I was seven .
There, I found this cottage, it looked old and abandoned so I want inside.
It was completely empty, nothing. The only things around were a broken table and couch.
There was an upstairs, but I didn't trust the staircase, there was a kitchen which was moldy and gross.
It needed serious help.
Over the years, I re-built it. Making the floor more trustworthy, fixing the kitchen so food can actually be cooked and stay fresh, I made the cottage livable.
I've lived there ever sense.
During the day, I go to school, go to work, do everything any normal person would.
But during the night, I hunt. I hunt the bloodsuckers that killed the only thing I had close to a family. I hunt the things that chased my real family out of town.
The vampires.
