Something For Your Mind

Young Hunter

Imagine, you are a senior in high school and found out there was a vampire killing off students. You decided to do some research and you eventually find out who the Vampire is.

When you arrive at school ready to fight, you saw there were a bunch of cop cars and EMTs everywhere. Curious, you walked to an officer and asked what's going on.
Officer- oh one of the teachers got killed last night.
You ran in the school to your locker. Just before you opened it, 2 federal agents came up to you.
Fed 1- excuse me miss but you cant be in here.
You rolled your eyes at them.
You- ok lets get one thing straight, i know for a fact that you two weirdos aren't real agents. You're hunters. You know how i can tell? Your badges look nothing like the real thing. You're wearing tuxedos and your hair has to be shorter like his.
They looked at you confused. You pulled your shirt back exposing your anti-possesion tattoo. They showed you theirs.

You walked them to the library and showed them your research. They were shocked of how much further ahead you were than them. You all made a plan to meet up back at the school to catch the blood sucker.

Later that night, you all made rounds around the school. As you were walking by the tables in the library, something jumped down behind you. You turned and saw him. The jock of the football team, Derick Wheeler. You ran to the doors but he beat you to it. You shot at him but missed. You ran to the second floor of the library and screamed for help. You kept shooting at him until you ran out of bullets. Sam and Dean ran up the stairs and found you cornered. Dean grabbed him and stuck a stake in his heart.
Dean- time to die you son of a bitch.
Derick fell to the floor, blood spewing out of him. Sam grabbed you and held you close. You all walked back out to your vehicles and talked.

You- thank you guys so much for saving me.
Dean- well you were shooting normal bullets at him. You have to shoot salt bullets or just shove a stick in them.
He handed you a box of salt bullets.
You- thank you guys again.
You hugged them then you all left and went your separate ways.