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Chapter 1
John Winchester had heard some bad news from Manning, Colorado. A fellow hunter and good friend Daniel Elkins had been viciously attack by what the local authorities could describe as a bear attack in the old man's home. But being a hunter himself, and knowing what the old man's specialty was, it could only be one thing that got him, vampires. John arrived in Manning as quickly as he could, only to find that his son's, Sam and Dean, had beat him there. John stayed out of view however, keeping watch over his boys to make sure that they weren't being followed at all and in any danger.
Now John was sitting in the hotel room, his boys asleep in their beds, listening to the police scanner. It was dangerous being here with them, having them altogether was like painting a bright neon target saying 'Come get us!' It was then that he heard the call come in on the scanner that would give them a lead on a possible lead on the vampires. John stood up and called out for his boys, "Sam, Dean...let's go... "
Sam and Dean roused from their sleep groggy wondering what was going on. "Picked up a police call" John explained.
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"A Couple called 911, found a body in the street...cops got there, everyone was missing...it's the vampires." John said matter of fact like.
"How do you know?" Sam questioned.
John didn't miss this part, Sam questioning. "Just follow me ok?" he said, trying not to sound impatient, heading out the door.
"Vampires...heh...gets funnier every time I hear it." Dean muttered as he grabbed his stuff and followed his brother and Dad out the door.
John had paused when got to his truck, he saw across the parking lot of the motel a girl, with blonde hair. She was somewhat familiar, like he had seen her before. She was climbing onto a red sports motorcycle. John briefly saw her face and knew exactly where he had seen this girl before. The girl put on her helmet and was off on her way. "Dad!" a voice brought John attention back to reality. "You ok, you look like you've seen a ghost," Dean was concerned, "You know, as if you have never seen a ghost before and this is the first time."
"Never mind, let's just go," John replied as he shook his head and got into his truck.
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"No, I didn't find it, someone must have gotten to it first, or the vamps did." Buffy was currently on her motorcycle talking to Giles via her Bluetooth device. With her helmet on it was easier to hear him over the hum of the bike. "Don't worry Giles, I know. As much as I don't like guns it's a good idea to get it before it falls into the wrong hands." And with that the conversation ended.
Daniel Elkins had been a friend of Giles, more so a friend to the old Watchers council. Though years ago there had been a falling out and Daniel had gone on his way. Now he was dead, dead by vampires. Giles had sent to go and investigate the situation. To slay the vamps that killed him, and retrieve a particular piece of weaponry made by some guy in the 1800s or something. Buffy never did pay much attention to the particulars. Supposedly the gun could kill anything supernatural, so it would be in the best interest to keep the gun within the hold of the New Watcher's Council.
Buffy came to stop when she came across a police block on the road. She had heard about this unfortunate event which led her out here in the first place. These Vampires needed slaying, and the day would turn into night soon enough. Buffy spun the bike around to go another route. She saw a pickup truck, and a black sweet looking old style car. She wasn't really one to remember such things and make and model of cars. The people from the two cars looked interested in either trying to get past the police barricade or the police matter at hand.
There was something familiar about the older man who got out of the pickup truck, like she had seen him before but couldn't place where. It kept bugging her that she had seen that man before, all the way to hunting where the vampires' nest.
After what seemed like forever in her head, Buffy notices that same pickup truck and black car, in front of her? Did she miss a turn, letting them get ahead of her? She really hoped they were just normal people that would keep traveling and not be hunting the vampires as well. The sun had gone down awhile ago. The two vehicles drove for a bit and then suddenly the car drove ahead of the truck and stopped, blocking the road. Buffy was sure that she could get by, being on a motorcycle and all, but she slowed down a bit. Buffy observed and confrontation between the occupants of the two vehicles.
After the confrontation seemed to be over, Buffy's approach was now noticeable to the three guys. Buffy was once again able to observe the older guy, and seeing him in the dark rather than the light of day, helped in remembering where she had seen him before. It was in LA, around her birthday one year, back when she still occasionally saw her dad. She had seen this man in a cemetery, mourning someone lost long ago. By the look of things, he had recognized her too as she took off her helmet.
"Go back to town, you don't need to be here." He told her angrily, for some reason. He must have been riled up.
"Excuse me? Who do you think you are, ordering me around?" Buffy asked, a bit miffed, as she got off the bike. She put the helmet onto the seat.
"You're after them as well." He stated rather than ask. "I don't need to keep watch over an extra person. You may think you are a good hunter, but we got it covered."
Buffy would need to take care of this now, before they got themselves killed. She moved up closer to the older man, and although she wasn't tall enough to look him straight in the eyes, she stood up to him anyway. "If I let you three go do what you were doing, you are going to end up dead. There is no way you three can take on a nest of vampires, especially at night." Buffy had no idea what their level of experience was with dealing with vampires, but she wasn't going to take the chance.
"So you are going to do it yourself?" this time one of the others spoke up, he was slightly shorter than the other younger guy. She could feel his eyes rake across her from top to bottom.
"It's my job!" Buffy stated, still holding her ground.
"We are going to wait until morning before taking care of the vampires. If you are going to come along, we might as well work together." This was curious; the older guy was changing his tune about the situation. "John Winchester," he introduced himself, holding out his hand for her to shake, "these are my boys, Sam and Dean."
Buffy shook his hand, she might as well make the most out of things, and John seemed headstrong in being a part of this, "Buffy Summers." She head a snicker form one of the boys, "You think my name is funny?" giving the guy a death glare, he wised up.
They all went back to their vehicles and drove off towards the vampires.
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