I'm not a monster right?

Author: Elmo's got a fudging gun

Genre: Suspense/Supernatural

Rating: T

Word count: 1,145 -gasp-

Warning: violence in future chapters, nothing nasty in this chapter

Disclaimer: -sniffs- sadly supernatural is not owned by me and I make no money writing this, if I did own it Jared and Jenson would be mine -evil laugh then coughs- anyways on with the chapter

A/N: Thanks to my Dad for beta-ing I knew where would find a use for your OCD of spelling. Just kidding, but seriously and thanks to Kayla or "Boof" for helping me get off my butt and write a fanfic. This is my first fanfic ever and I need all the help I can get so please review. Now on with the show… I mean story

It was supposed to be an easy hunt. Bobby had picked up the trail of a vampire coven; they were sloppy and it had been easy to find their location. Dean said it was "filler before a main course". The same man was now tied to a table looking somewhat like a starfish, unconscious in the living room of some old dank house smack bang in a dense forest in Wisconsin. The walls were parchment yellow and peeling, the windows cracked and dusty, the floorboards rotten and creaky. The table and the chair which held the two boys were at the end of the room, facing the large window which looked out to the front of the house.

Sam was also tied up and semi-conscious to an old splintered chair in the corner. Two of the vampires that they were tracking stood across the room near the windows, looking rather hungry judging by the fangs. The so-called leader was god-knows where and the rest of the coven had fled.

'Yeah they had really buggered it this time' Sam thought through the haze of pain in his skull. How these idiots were crafty enough to sneak up on them was beyond him but here they were, about to be eaten by blood-thirsty vampires. Dean groaned as he came to, the last thing he remembered was a sharp pain in his head and snarling. He looked round just as the coven leader walked into the room.

"Ah, glad to see you have finally awoken young hunter" The vampire said to Dean. He was surprisingly old, grey mixed with his black hair. He was thin as a broom handle, almost skeletal and pale, so pale.

"As are you I see" The vampire looked over to Sam "Good, I do love an audience".

"So, I'm guessing we're the main course" Dean croaked, he looked blearily at the skeletal man now standing where his feet were tied. Sam managed a grimace. 'Dean's still making jokes even though they were about to die painfully' thought Sam.

"Well you look simply delicious" The vampire crooned. He stood beside Dean's chest now, one long finger trailing down Dean's neck which made him flinch, "but we are only dining on your friend over there"

"No, leave Sammy alone, I'm sure I taste better" Dean half-pleaded half-joked.

"But I have bigger plans for you" The vampire said softy "I'm giving you a new life as one of our own, to help rebuild our dwindling race. I'm giving you a new world much better than the one you now live in" the vampire smiled gleefully, showing the sharp deadly fangs that had protruded over his human teeth. He pulled out a silver, ceremonial-looking knife. Sam realised what the vampire was about to do, about to mix his blood with Dean's, turn him into a vampire, a monster.

"No, no you can't do this to him" Sam shouted in earnest "You can't make him into a monster".

"Not a monster" the vampire said coldly, playing with the knife he held "Something much better".

Dean's eyes widened and he started to panic at what the vampire intended to do. "Oh come on, can't you just eat me or something, I mean it would be easier". The vampire ignored Dean's pleas as he lowered the knife down to Dean's exposed right arm and slashed, earning a hiss of pain from Dean. The blood dribbled slowly down to the table as the vampire raised the knife to his own arm.

"Oh and after this" the vampire casually remarked "My brothers will have their feast". The vampires that stood on the other side of the room grinned at this and fixed Sam with hungry stares, fangs descending over their human teeth. Dean and Sam struggled in vain as the head vampire cut his own arm, letting the blood flow then slowly lowering his cut to Dean's. Sam could only watch as the vampire's cut met Dean's, blood mixing, sealing Dean's fate as the two other vampire launched themselves at Sam, ready to eat.

Several things happened at once. There was an almighty crash from the windows, as Sam swore he saw a car drive through the house. All the vampires twisted around in shock, the two boys momentarily forgotten as four hunters ran at them, machetes at the ready. During the short fight between vampires and hunters someone cut Sam loose and Sam heard Bobby's voice saying something. Sam ran, well, staggered to his brother and saw Bobby cut the restraints away. Dean was in bad shape, blood stained his brother's skin red and Sam had never seen his brother look so pale. He was thrashing around in obvious pain and Sam swore he saw black lines lead down his brothers injured arm.

"Come on help me lift him" Sam heard Bobby say. Both he and Bobby put Dean's arms over each shoulder and Sam felt how hot his brother's skin was. There was silence as the vampires had been beheaded easily; Sam didn't even bother to look who the other hunters were that had saved their bacon. He and Bobby carried Dean to the Impala that was parked out front. Placing Dean gently in the back of his beloved car Bobby and Sam got in the front. Snagging the keys from his pocket, Sam started up the car, hearing the familiar roar of the engine.

"Sam, I saw the cut on Dean's and the dead vampire's arm… is Dean a vampire now?" Bobby asked. Sam said nothing and swung the car around and began driving back to Bobby's place. Dean's laboured breathing permeating the silence. Sam wasn't going to give up on Dean he wasn't going to let his brother turn into a monster.

Well how was it? Good? Bad? Want to throw me down a hole? Well this is my first fanfic ever so reviews are craved like I crave ice cream! Bring on the flames because I have a fire truck and if you flame me it will eat you… Yeah just R&R people the cookie commands you!