I got ready the rest of the morning giving them the cold shoulder, but when we started talking strategy, it was hard to stay out of it. We started talking numbers, and weapons, and I got so into it that I felt adrenaline pulsing through me just thinking about it. Four years ago, if someone had told me that I would be this excited about killing a bunch of vampires, I would have laughed in their face. And I would have been wrong.
We knew that none of the vampires had daylight rings, which were made by witches for vampires who they were friends with. Without the rings, these vampires would burn in the sun. So we would go at noon. We couldn't risk breaking holes in the roof or anything, since that would blow our cover, but at least none of them would be able to escape.
When it was time to leave, I was so excited I was nearly jumping out of my skin, but I knew better than to be too keyed up. We were outnumbered by a lot, and though we were good, the vampires were stronger and faster than us. We would have to take this very seriously to make it out alive.
Sam's weapon of choice was an axe, which I'd seen him wielding when I first met him. Dean's was a sword and mine a sickle, which I chose since it was sharper and lighter. It did mean that I had to get closer to make the kill, though, which either Sam or Dean pointed out to me nearly every time I used it. Safety was most important, blah blah. We had each other's backs. We were going to be fine.
The nest was in an abandoned old three-story office building that had never been fully constructed, and the empty shell of the fourth floor was still visible as we approached it. We were still being quiet, but judging on the eerie stillness and quiet, they were sleeping, as they should be during daylight hours. In some ways, vampires were so easy.
The front door didn't squeak as it opened, which was a good thing. Sam and Dean went in first and went in opposite directions, and I stayed in the middle, my senses on high alert. Obviously there were no lights on, and the darkness hid everything pretty well. Luckily, the lack of furniture made the slow-breathing bodies on the floor all the more visible.
The first kills were quiet. Sam and Dean had cut the heads off of the two closest to the door without waking any of the others up, but as the door swung further open behind me, the sun streamed in more and touched two women that were only half-covered up. Immediately their skin blistered and woke them up shrieking. Their screams grew louder when they saw us, and the element of surprise was gone. The others were waking up.
Dean took the two out as quickly as possible while I dove for a window, breaking through the wood panels nailed over it with the handle of my sickle as quickly as possible. More sunlight streamed through and burned more of the vampires, but from the sounds of footsteps on the floor above us, the first floor wasn't the only one inhabited. They were gaining ground that we didn't have. We needed to be faster.
The excitement from this morning was replaced by fear as two dove at me at once, and I jumped into the sunlight, cutting off their heads as they cringed away from it. More were coming at me, and I tried to see if Dean and Sam were facing the same problems, but they were hidden by all of the vampires. We had underestimated this place greatly.
Being in the light gave me an advantage but didn't help me actually kill anyone, since they danced just out of both my reach and the sun's. I had to move into the darkness, surrounded on three sides but still managing to kill them. The sight of their fallen friends didn't seem to faze them at all. They just climbed over the bodies and kept coming.
One reached for my wrist and I grabbed his instead, pulling him into the light and cutting his head off while his skin burned. Two more came after him, and I cut off both of their heads in one swing, ducking and then taking a step backwards when one lunged for my throat. The scar on my neck, the pair of semi-circles that I'd gotten from one of these creatures, seemed to tingle with appreciation the more of them I killed. That gave me even more motivation.
