Not All Who Bite Are Bad

Chapter One

*Let Us Convene - or Whatever You Mortals Do - After I Kill This Creature*

September 22, 2003

I knew who John Winchester was, and John Winchester knew me. Surprisingly enough, I was still alive after the encounter. Probably due to the copious amounts of begging, pleading, and reasoning I had gone through. What I was unaware of, was that John Winchester had gone off and spawned a child that was almost as adept at fighting as his father was. It was intriguing to watch, actually, unless he turned his efforts onto me, in which case it was a minor inconvenience.

At our first encounter, I had my hands around a male vampire's neck, ready to snap it off from the rest of his body, when a male human busted in, machete in hand. (It is impossible to kill vampires with guns, you know.) The two of us already engaged in fight were thoroughly confused. The male with the machete swung at me first (most likely because I was the one with my fangs out), and I panicked. Let go of the vampire's neck, and he escaped out a side window into an alleyway.

I turned to the intruder, of course, as he had stopped me from killing this vampire who was going after childeren. "Who do you think you are?" I demanded from the human male. He only looked at me as if I had a second head, and started trying to lop my head off again, managing no finesse whatsoever. Grabbing the weapon out of his hand, I threw it out of the window the vampire had escaped from. The vampire would not dare go after another child tonight after this, and I could always track him by scent.

I turned away from the intruduer, who, after looking at for a moment, I decided could only be a Winchester. He looked just like his father. I turned my immediate attention to the corner of the room, where it was needed the most. There was a little girl on the ground, unconscious. She couldn't be more than ten years old, but of course that was the age group this particular vampire was going for. I went to her quickly, checking her for any bites on her. I was relieved when I found none. She had a few broken bones due to him, but that was not anything the mortal doctors could not fix. I heard the Winchester scrambling for something. Most likely another knife, or something to that effect.

"Do not." I ordered him simply. The shuffling stopped for a moment. "I am calling for an ambulance. She has broken bones. I cannot carry her into the hospital. I suppose you are welcome to stay until then, and assure yourself that I am not going to eat her, but as soon as I can get away from here, the sooner I can kill that vampire for his crimes and sins."

"If you want to kill that guy as soon as possible, you won't want to stay with her. I can call the cops and stay for the questioning. Go kill that thing. No more kids get hurt. But if I find you again, you'll be dead." He almost growled the last part, attempting to seem threatening, but his immediate attention was on the little girl, as mine had been only moments ago.

"Thank you. Tell your father that Kallysa says hello. It has been a long time since I have seen the man."

"What?" The young Winchester did not turn towards me, but confusion saturated his voice.

After jumping out the window the vampire used for an escape, I turned to him one last time. "I am taking your machete. I believe I will require all of the protection I can get. It also could help me decapitate him faster. And on top of that, you do not need this as evidence against you."

He shouted protests, containing many profane words ( I do not think that had ever been said about my mother ) but I was already racing away to end the creature. I followed his scent to an underground place outside the city. It made sense he would be underground. 99% of the species did not like sunlight all that well. Once I found his exact location, he could not get a word out before his head was rolling next to him.