How we met

How It All Started (Brevan's P.O.V)

I woke up tied to something cold. It was a pole. I had rope tied around my waist and hands. I looked at my surroundings. It looked like one of those abandoned barns we have laying here all over Kansas. Then it had occurred to me. How long have I been here? Did my parents think I was dead? Who was the sick sonovah butternut squash that took me here? I wanted the answer to all these questions. Then someone said behind me, "Hey, guys, she's a hunter! Boss, when do ya think we'll eat?" I heard some weak cheers behind me. "Not yet." Said a dark voice. "She seems.... Special. We could add one to the pack." I tuned them out. I needed some time to think. How did they know my darkest secret?! I told no one that I was a hunter! Only my parents knew.... Unless.... Then it popped in my head. Vampires. The voice came out from behind me. "You can go to purgatory." He crouched down next to me and chuckled. He was actually cute. "I hate to break it to ya but, been there done that." I sat there, confused. He noticed my expression so he decided to explain. "Have you ever heard of the Winchesters?" I tried to keep my poker face on, but he read something else. "An old friend helped me out. His name? Benny... something. He and that Dean Winchester got out, and old Benny came and drug me out. Oh and that reminds me. You know John Winchester? He's your father." I laughed. He's messing with me, but of course, I had heard of the famous Dean and Sam duet, but I never thought I was related. Weird. " and something even better? We're gonna turn you." Horror washed over me. I was the hunter. Not the hunted. And the kidnapper must have read my thoughts because he said, "Oh don't worry. You will still hunt. Only the opposite. Humans." Then he brought out a knife and I flinched. He laughed. "It's ok. I'm not gonna use it on you. Did your parents even tell you about how you change into a vampire?" I replied with a sarcastic"No." He laughed. "So I'll cut my hand with this knife and feed the blood to you. Got it?" I spit in his face. He laughed as he wiped it off. "Don't be scared. Your gonna have a new, better family." He placed the knife on his hand. He cut himself and grunted while blood ran down his arm. He raised his wrist to my mouth and fed me the blood. I choked on some blood, not wanting to drink the blood. Then I started to turn. Everything started to go fuzzy. It was the worst pain I had ever felt. If I was standing up I would have crumpled to the ground. He still had his hand by my mouth just to make shure that I was turning. The pain was so excruciating that I blacked out, once again. When I woke up, I was in a completely different part of the barn. I didn't have rope around my waist, but it was still around my hands with me standing up. My teeth hurt really bad. I guess I'm gonna have a hard time going to the dentist. And I guess that I got too used to the dark, because the dim little light in the middle of the room made me have a headache. Me and my parents never really hunted vampires so I didn't know if I could sparkle. "Well, well, well, look who we have here." The cute guy said. I guess he isn't that cute anymore, because he turned me into a vampire and all. "Welcome to our nest! Oh, how rude am I?! I didn't even tell you my name! And I never asked yours! I'm Matthew. What's yours?!" He asked. I didn't want to tell him but I felt if I didn't do it, he would kill me, right there on the spot. "My name is Brevan." I answered. "Brevan Winchester. Hmm. Doesn't seem to go together much, does it? And I was just trying to be polite before. I know who you are and what you have done." He mused. He had a smirk on his face. Then I saw two faces that looked familiar behind him. I had seen them on newspapers. It was Sam and Dean Winchester, my half brothers.