Hi thank you for reading this story. I'm not an English native speaker, so sorry if there are mistakes or phrases that doesnt make sense in this text.
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Chapter One- Like sister, like brother

My Name is Sarah Frog. I'm 17 years old and I have long brown hair and green eyes. But that's not so important.
The important and more interesting thing is, that I´m a Vampire hunter.
Well, at least I liked to be called as one.
I never really killed a Vampire. It was more... like an accident.
And I don't really hunt vampires. I only saw one once.

But I still think I count as a hunter. Ok maybe I don`t but who cares.

Let's go back to the day when I killed my first Vampire. I was still a kid. Like more kid than I'm right now.

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I lived together with my mother and my two twin brothers in Seattle. My father lived (and still lives) somewhere in California so I didn't see him often.

For a month now my mother had a new boyfriend. She was really happy with him but he was a bit strange. I was not sure how I should feel about him.
I don't know how to explain but there was something weird about him. He was not that nice to me and my brothers and he only comes to our place in the evening.
He goes out with our mother and then a babysitter had to stay home with us and that's annoying. I hated it. Maybe that's why I didn't like him in the first place.

One night he stayed at our home and my mother sends me and my brothers to bed very early.
It was not even 6 pm yet. And I´m 7 years old. I can stay awake longer. My brothers were 5, so it's too early for them as well.
I was mad at my mother so I had a crazy idea.
We lived in a big house. Our rooms were on the first floor and next to the stairs was an old wooden table.
It was almost broken but tonight it will be perfect for my plan. We turned the table upside down and I told my brothers to put many pillows and blankets on the table.

Then we put it on the table and we slide on it down the stairs. Back then I thought it was such a good idea.
I wanted to rebel against the bedtime and this was the most annoying thing I could do for my mother.

Stupid thing was, that mother's boyfriend was sitting on the stairs waiting for her.

We rushed downstairs and the table broke during the slide more and more. One table feet got lose and when we arrived downstairs it got right into mothers boyfriends heart. He screamed full of pain. And so did we.
Our mother ran back to see the horrible picture. The man suddenly didn't look like a normal person anymore.
He had yellow eyes and big sharp fangs. We panicked.
For a moment we thought we were just imagining things. The picture of him was awful.
But before we were able to help or to call the ambulance he burned and felled into ashes.
He fucking felled into ashes. It happened so fast that all we could do was stare and scream.

"Vampire", my little brother Edgar screamed after a while, " He is a Vampire".
Edgar always had a big fantasy but today we all believed what he was saying.
With that day we knew about the night creatures. It wasn't just fantasy. It was real and dangerous and my brothers and I decided that we will fight it from now on. Sadly our mother didn't handle it as well as we did.

She got crazy and she has to live in an asylum now. So we had to move to our father to California.
Santa Carla, to be specific. It was the murder capital of the world and my brothers and I were sure what the reason for it would be. This town was full of Vampires and we won't let them get away with it.
We will find them and rescue the city from the creatures.

When we got older we started to work in the comic store from our father. We gave away comics about Vampires and try to warn them with it.
It was the twins idea and well, it was a beginning. Or the only thing we did, to be honest.
But one day we will save the city as soon as we figured out who the Vampires are.
It's harder than you might think!

Today...

"That makes 10$ please", I said to a customer who bought a comic which I never saw before. I´m not that big of a comic fan and it`s quite a shame that I had to work here. But well, it`s family business so I help where I can.
"Have fun with it", I said and rolled my eyes in my head. I yawned and hoped that it will be 10pm soon. That's when I can leave the store and meet my friend Star. Yes that's really her name.
I guess she has hippy parents but she never really talks about her family. But I don't ask. I don't talk about mine and she doesn't talk about hers. That's how it works.

For at least 30 minutes no costumer opened the door to our store. I was bored so I started to play with my hair.
Then I heard the little music that the front door makes when someone opens it and a boy, younger than me, came inside. I guess he is the same age as Alan and Edgar.
He has blond hair and a colorful shirt on. He could be my brother's friends but as I know my brothers it would take them less than 10 minutes to make this guy run away from them.
The boy was wandering around until I couldn't see him anymore. He stayed in the back part of the store for quite a long time, then voices got closer to the cashier where I was working.

"It can save your life", I could hear Edgar saying and I already knew what he was talking about.
"You should better pray that you never have to call us", Edgar continued.
Now the three boys came into the middle of the store so that I can see all of them. The blonde boy nodded.
"I do", he said and started smiling, "I pray that I will never need to call you." He smiled as if he won an argument and with that, he left the comic store.
I looked to my brothers and raised an eyebrow. "Guys", I said, You really should stop giving people this comics. "They will think you´re crazy".
My brothers looked at me shocked.
"It's not crazy Sarah. And even if they think we are, it may help them and if it does we´re happy to be called crazy.", Edgar said and I admired his attitude.
I should be more like him but I think I gave up the search for the Vampires a while ago. I didn`t admit it but there were things in my life lately that were more important.
"Who was that boy anyway?", I asked and my brothers shrugged.
"His name is Sam. He just moved here with his family", Alan said bored and I nodded.
Sam, nice name.