"Who are you and what on earth are you doing here?" The guy says in a deep voice. "I'd love to tell you, but could you be kind enough to lower your flashlight? I can't see anything right now." The stranger chuckled a bit and lowered the flashlight. He was really good looking, I'll be honest . He's tall, has short messy hair and green eyes, as far as I could see considering I still was a bit blinded. "Who's that?" Another guy walked in. He was even taller, and had a longer hair. "The girl was just about to tell me." The one in front of me answered. "Uhm I'm just on my way out," I answer. With a duffle bag and my short height I hope they will see me as some teenager who's here to do some mild vandalism like graffiti. After exchanging a short look with each other, the shorter guy says "Get the hell out of here, kid." Nodding and with a bit of a shy and scared look on my face I walk out of the room. Before I walked out, I hear the very tall guy say "Dean, it's not here. Let's go and see if.." and the rest was just mumbles to me. Walking away quickly, to make sure they won't follow me, I kinda get lost. Again. While looking for the exit, I hear a new voice behind me say "You aren't lost, are you, sweetheart?" Slowly I turn around. "And I think that grimoire you have there is mine too love," the creep continues. Suddenly I understand why this job paid so much. That damned old guy. Before I can do anything, I see the guys I met earlier today stand behind the- I'm 99% sure- vampire. "Hey fangs," the shorter guy-Dean, I think- says. "We've been looking for you." He holds a machete in his right hand. The vampire hisses and shows his fangs. Dean smirks and swings with his machete a bit. Then the vamp jumps and I passed out. At least that's what I think. All I remember is that everything went black. When I woke up, I was in a strange motel room, without knowing what happened after the vamp attacked. But one thing I know for sure is that I'm not staying here to find out! Time to get the hell out of here.
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Fanfiction"Most stories start with something like "I'm nothing special. I was a nobody, invisible. Until I met him." You've probably seen a million movies, and read a million books that start with that. Well, not this one. My name is Victoria, Victoria Moore...
