Chapter One
My independence is a thing of the past
My better judgment is fading fast
But I wouldn't give you up
Not even if I thought I could
I want you too bad for my own good
Too Bad For My Own Good – Reba McEntire
I loved my brothers to death, but sometimes I'd like to knock both of their heads together to let them know how I feel when they use me as bait.
Yeah, sure… I fit the description of the girl that almost every male vampire would like to drain of blood or at least want to turn into one of them. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a killer personality were my best traits. And the killer personality part was the best one of all.
That's what I did. I killed things. I was a hunter; born and raised in this crazy job that my brothers and I called a life.
So there I walked through a dark alleyway, by myself, with Sam and Dean off somewhere in a close proximity keeping an eye on me, ready to jump out with a stake and some dead man's blood on the tip of it to ram into the heart of the vampire I was about to lure out.
I heard footsteps behind me and stopped walking. I turned around and saw a very nice looking man standing there looking at me.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing in a dark alley at night?" He spoke. "What do you think your family would do if something ever happened to you?"
"Well… For starters, they'd probably find where your nest is, grab a jar of dead man's blood and a wooden stake, and plunge it right into your cold dead heart." I said with a smirk on my face.
This vamp's eyes were as big as saucers. I've never seen one scared of me before. It was a very intoxicating feeling.
I looked behind the vampire to see my two brothers standing there, each with a stake in their hands.
The vampire barely showed his fangs off, and Dean had driven the wooden stake into the vampires chest.
I crossed my arms in front of my chest and shook my head.
"What?" Sam asked me.
"Seriously? We couldn't have just tortured him a bit and taken him to a secluded area and finished him off?" I said.
"Now why would you want to do a silly thing like that?" Dean asked me.
"Because now we have to carry a dead vampire out to the street and shove him in the trunk of our car so we can take him somewhere and burn the body. What the hell are we going to do if somebody sees us?"
"We'll wing it." Sam answered.
"Oh my God… This is why we're half siblings…" I said, walking toward the street. "Don't worry… I'll play look-out… Just like every other time…"
We drove out to a cleared area in the woods that were nearby and dug a hole in the ground to bury and burn our fangy little friend.
I turned and looked at something that I caught out of the corner of my eye. I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"Jeez… Cas! What the hell is wrong with you?" I shouted.
Sam and Dean turned and looked at our angel friend, not knowing that he had beamed himself in.
"What do you mean?" Castiel asked.
"Ugh, never mind…" I answered
Castiel looked in the burning grave and then at Dean.
"Vampire." Dean answered.
Castiel raised his eyebrows and nodded in approval.
"Good work." He said.
Sam's cell phone started ringing and he pulled it out of his pocket.
"Hello?" He answered. "Hey Bobby, what's up?" He paused, listening to the man I considered a second father. "Okay, no problem. See you there."
Sam hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.
"Road trip." He said.
"Where to?" Dean asked.
"Some little town called Forks, Washington." Sam replied. "Bobby says to bring umbrellas. I guess all it does there is rain."
"What seems to be the problem there? What are we hunting?" I asked.
"I guess a bunch of hikers are turning up dead. The locals seem to think it's a grizzly bear snatching them up, but when they find the bodies, there's no blood left in them."
"Vampires." Dean thought out loud.
Sam looked at him funny.
"How do you know that? We could be dealing with anything there." He rebutted.
I shook my head.
"Think about it, dummy. Constant rainy weather and bodies with no blood left in them. How much more obvious could it get?" I said. "If it's constantly raining, then there's no sunshine. Perfect for vampires to be out during the day and not get caught."
"Well let's go then, 'all-great-and-powerful-mighty-Mya'." Dean said while walking back to the road.
"Dean, you're such a dick." I laughed and gave him a playful punch in the arm.
He pushed me back and I fell on the ground.
"Whoops." He said, laughing. "Sorry." He apologized.
I shook my head and Castiel helped me up off of the ground.
"Thanks. Are you going to come too, Cas?" I asked.
"I'll probably just meet you guys there." He replied.
Before I knew it, Castiel was gone. He vanished into thin air.
"Warning is always nice…" I mumbled to myself.
"Alright, let's get the hell out of here and go hunt some more bloodsuckers." Dean said.
"Yeah, let's go." Sam agreed.
"Wait…" I said. I looked down at my watch and back at my brothers. "Can we stop for some pie?"
Author's Note: So… This was just the first chapter. Kind of a starting point to get you into the story more. Depending how many reviews I get, the second chapter could be up as early as tomorrow. Hope you guys enjoy it. Let me know if you have any questions or suggestions. Thanks!