(Hey! This is a new story I'm going to start on here, admittedly I did it to cure the writers block I've been having while trying to write one of my other popular stories. However, I really liked writing this so I'm going to continue it. Unlike many of my other stories that are very, very long and are only update every few months, the chapters in this story will be short, but frequent! I will update every Monday and any day during the week that I have some free time. Thanks again for reading, and if you have any questions just ask. I'm very open minded. This story will be an eventual Crowley/Dahlia fic!)

The woods seemed to howl as a warm wind pulled through them, with it brought the oncoming smell of fresh blood. The sun would set within the hour and she knew she didn't have much time.

A woman walked carefully along an abandoned barn, she was careful to avoid any of the dead leaves on the ground, she didn't want to draw any attention to herself. Within minutes she'd either have finished her hunt or be dead, she was hoping to pull through for another tedious day.

Dahlia's composure was impenetrable, she'd been hunting since she could walk, something as small and mundane as a vampire (vamp.) colony, wasn't going to derail her. She had dinner plans she had to keep.

Vampires were at the very bottom of her worried mind, being a hunter made it difficult to keep relationships, and if she took too long here she knew she wasn't going to get a second chance.

Her mind was rittled with questions and details.

What should she wear?

Should she shower first?

Should she eat beforehand?

Did vampires bleed excessively? Because if so she would definitely have to shower.

Loud sounds didn't bother her; it was the quiet that came before the kill that really got under her skin. When a group or herd of monsters, that was previously loud and rowdy, becomes uncharacteristically quiet. Something's wrong. She needed to clear her mind, and quick.

Dahlia's body was in above average condition, she didn't work out to get fit, it was just something she did as a job. Chasing monsters, wrestling with forbidden creatures, and running. Lots of and lots of running. All of these things kept her figure a little thin and a little tired.

For the moment she held a long blade machete with a worn, wooden grip. Her other free hand was clenched into a fist, ready to jump what ever came her way. She casually wiped her hand onto her jeans, she couldn't believe how humid it still was out.

Her waist length hair was tied up and into a tight, well-groomed bun. She didn't like having distractions while hunting, especially superficial ones. Soon she'd be covered in the crimson spray of her prey's blood, she could care less about how beautiful she looked.

As she inched past the shabby, deteriorating barn that stood on the outskirts of some shithole town in east Wyoming, she paused. The familiar sound of a man's voice caused her to nearly forget what she was doing,

" No..way.." Dahlia's voice was quiet and calm, she couldn't help but smile as she spoke.

Within moments the Vamp den that she'd been tracking for nearly three straight days was ambushed by a new player, two new players, actually.

Dahlia rushed in during the commotion, she entered without being seen. The room was very under lit, but her eyes adapted quickly. Within seconds she decapitated three vampires, steering clear of a few others she moved along the darkness of the shadows.

" You told me that this was a small nest! There are at least twenty vamps here! " A grown man's deep voice seemed to go shrill as his arms flailed above him.

" BE QUIET SAM! " A separate man's voice shot coldly at the others.

Dahlia stood quietly in a deepening shadow within the barn, her body sprayed with a dusting of fresh blood. She beamed at the boys, her smile deepening as she listened to them squabble.

The corner of her eye caught a creature creeping from the same shadows she kept herself in, she watched curiously.

" I'm telling you-" Dahlia watched as the Vampire tried to ambush them, and in one swift movement she emerged from the shadows and cleanly removed her head. In the process she doused both men in the Vampire's blood.