A/N- Hi. I'm Ginny. This is not my first fanfiction story, and I'm looking for feedback. Don't hold back, please. Read and review! And thank you for hitting this page, even if you don't read it.

Chapter 1

I had been driving for hours. I couldn't stop, no matter what. My adrenaline and my abilities kept me going, kept me from pissing on myself, screaming from hunger, even from stopping to grab a coffee to keep me awake. I was shaking as I veered right onto a slightly hidden road, but not because of anything that I've mentioned. The problem was my brother, writhing in agony in the back seat, and screaming louder than I've heard anyone scream in my entire life.

"Dean…" I murmured. Already, even though the transformation was not yet complete, he could hear my whisper. He attempted to muffle his cries, but a second later they broke out just as loud as ever. I focused on the road ahead. The turns were sharp, but it was light out, and the Impala could take it easily.

A few minutes later, I pulled up to a huge white house, with pillars and the works. It was beautiful, the kind of house I would have had, I decided, if everything were normal, if my parents weren't killed by demons, and if my brother weren't turning into a vampire. Sam flashed through my mind, but I couldn't think about that now. I had to take it one step at a time.

The door of the house was opening. A blonde man, early twenties, filed out along with a taller blonde teenager, a short spiky-haired girl, and a beast of a teenage boy with black curly hair. I got out of the car and took one glance at Dean, his cries echoing off the forest walls around us, and approached the group of vampires.

As I got closer, I noticed their eyes were gold, and relaxed slightly. It was true. They were good.

"Hello. My name is Carlisle. This is some of my family." He began to gesture to the vampires behind him. "Jasper, Alice, and Emmett." The one he called Jasper seemed to be having some difficulty keeping a straight face, his brows crunching up slightly.

"My name is Kayla. Kay. I was told you could help me." I didn't include with what. I thought it was pretty obvious, what with Dean screaming in the background.

"Who is that?" Jasper asked.

"My brother." I replied. Alice's face seemed to glaze over temporarily.

"How long as he been like that?" She asked. Carlisle was already making his way towards the car with Emmett in tow.

"Two days." I replied as I followed them. "Wait. He's been very…off. Let me talk to him for a minute."

"It's not very safe to be around a young vampire." Carlisle noted, but stopped advancing anyway. "Alice, call the others." He added, and Alice and Jasper slipped inside faster than I could see.

I walked up to the car. Dean was still writhing, clutching at air. After opening the back seat door, I leaned in.

"Dean. We're here. I found them. You're gonna be okay."

"Just kill me." He cried. It took me a second to get my voice back. That was the first thing he's said to me in two days.

"You won't be a monster, Dean. I've found people who can help. Just hold on for me, okay? Everything will be fine. Trust me." I leaned down to kiss his forehead, but decided against it, got out of the car and walked towards Carlisle. Emmett was already moving past me to the car.

"Why don't we move this all inside? Emmett is going to take your brother somewhere safe and secluded until he's finished." Carlisle said kindly, with a small smile. I nodded.

Inside the house, everything was white and clean. It was relaxing. These vampires were like none I'd ever met before. Certainly they were nothing like the ones that attacked us. After using a bathroom, I took a seat on a small couch in their sitting room. Carlisle walked in with Alice, Jasper, and a brunette and copper haired couple I hadn't yet met. Carlisle handed me a bottle of water, and I drank from it gratefully.

"This is my son Edward, and his wife Bella." Carlisle introduced.

"I'm Kay." I repeated.

There was a moment of silence, or at least I thought. But you could never be too sure with vampires; they could talk in frequencies I'd never know of.

"So, Kay, what brought you here?" Alice began. I frowned and began to gather my thoughts.

"Just start at the beginning." Edward advised. I sighed. Was I that easy to read?

"When I was a baby, my mother was killed by a demon in my nursery." I looked at all of their faces carefully, to make sure we were on the same page. Only the brunette, Bella, shifted slightly. "My father became obsessed with finding out what happened. When he found the truth, he became a paranormal hunter. He died a year and a half back. My brothers and I followed in his footsteps, I guess. It's a family thing." I had to pause. "We're normally very careful. We plan things out, and we're highly trained. I guess this time we were the victims. These vampires came for us. There weren't even records of vampires being in town. We just finished up this exorcism…they raided our motel room, dragged my brother Sam away with them, and left Dean the way I brought him to you."

"What about you? Are you injured?" Carlisle asked gravely.

"They held me back to watch." I answered dimly. My voice cracked as I tried to clear my head of the images. Sammy…

"How did you get away?" Alice asked.

"I'm not as weak as I look." I stated, remembering the force it took to tear a vampire to pieces with no weapons. I shivered and looked over the vampires. Comprehension flitted across Edward's face quickly. I stared at him. There was something odd…some sort of feeling coming from his direction.

Are you reading my mind?

His expression was my answer. He automatically stiffened and it took him a moment to compose his facial expression. Alice smirked.

"I just said, I'm not as weak as I look." I repeated. Carlisle cleared his throat slightly.

"What exactly can you do?" He asked.

"I'll tell you my abilities when you tell me yours." I retorted.

"Well, when one is transformed into a vampire, they take their strongest ability from their human life and it is intensified in the next life. The most notable abilities in this room belong to Edward, who can read minds, Bella, who can block things out, Alice, who can see the future, and Jasper, who can manipulate and sense emotions." Carlisle explained.

"Oh." That was so much simpler than mine. "I sense things. And sometimes I can manipulate…things. And I can fight…I'm kind of strong." I said awkwardly, shifting side to side.

"Geez." Bella sighed.

"You're telling me." I commented.

"Kay, you said that one of your brothers was taken by the clan who attacked you." Carlisle said.

"Yes. They dragged him off. Sam."

"I know this is hard, but what do you think happened to him?" Carlisle asked.

"If he's not dead, he's not alive." I said slowly. "My brothers and I are a pretty big deal when it comes to demon hunting. No demon, ghost, poltergeist, vampire, werewolf, or anything would ever catch one of us and let us live."

"How old are you?" Edward asked.

"Seventeen." I answered.

"You'll stay with us, then?" Alice asked, a wide grin on her face.

"I wouldn't want to trouble you more. Isn't there a motel around here?" I asked.

"Not in this town." Bella answered. I sighed.

"Where's Dean?" I asked.

"Emmett, and his wife Rosalie, took him to a secluded place in the woods where he'll stay until it's safe for him to be around people." Carlisle answered.

"I'll stay here then, if that's alright." I answered Alice. "I mean, I wouldn't want to bother you guys…what with the blood and all."

"Actually, you don't smell of anything, Kay. It's very odd." Jasper spoke up for the first time.

"Yeah…" I tried to move the subject to something else. I knew these vampires were good. I only ever smelled of anything delicious to the vampires that would hurt me. I could never figure out why.

"Come on, Kay. You can have the guest room while you're here." Alice said. I glanced outside. The sun had set, which meant the second day was ending. Dean only had one day left of being alive, Sam too if he was still alive at all. I gulped down a knot in my throat and nodded my head at Alice. There was not much more I could do than get a night's sleep.