[ EU ] You get kidnapped by Sam and Dean Winchester .

This is what i have so far: 
 
 “ We know what you are. ” 
 
 I couldn ’ t believe what was happening. The handcuffs chafed my wrists as I tried in vain to fight against the cold metal. Normally I wouldn ’ t be so opposed to being tied down by the two attractive men in front of me, but under the circumstances, I doubted this would be going the way of my wildest fantasies. 
 
 But, let me start from the beginning. I was born into this world just like you. Probably centuries before you, however, unless you are not human, which would not surprise me after the things I have seen. Hell, after the thing that I have become. My family was well-to-do… it was just dumb luck that I happened to be walking the streets of London that night. Dumb bad luck. I was 18, walking to my carriage from whatever store, museum or theater was the only time I spent sharing the same paved roads as the unfortunate commoners of my time. My good breeding allowed my parents to hide from me the atrocities of one of the largest cities of the time. I saw no illness, no hunger, no despair. My life was rosy and privileged… until that night of course. Somehow the thing that took my life grabbed me in the 10 feet from the door to my awaiting carriage. No one even seemed to notice, God knows I didn ’ t even realize what happened until it was too late. Until he had his mouth on my neck. 
 
 A few years later, that was all it took to learn, to adapt, I was just as quick and cunning as my maker had been. And just as blood thirsty. The streets that were so foreign to me in my human life were now my home and my feeding grounds. Don ’ t get me wrong, I am not a monster like the one who made me. I did not and do not drink the blood of the innocent. Well, the healthy innocent. I became an expert in what once was kept from me. I could tell which diseased being would live and which would succumb to their mortality. I fed off the latter. I also found nourishment in those that would only bring destruction. I could read intents, not thoughts exactly, more like emotions and body language that gave away the purpose of a soon-to-be victim ’ s criminal desire. Glances that lingered too long on a beautiful girl; strides that kept too uniformed a pace with the well-dressed man strolling ahead; contortions of the face and body that betrayed a rage and bitterness lying in wait underneath the surface. 
 
 I live with no regrets for the lives I took. 
 
 None of that matters now, of course. I got sloppy as the centuries came and went. Confident. Reckless. I was stalking a particularly dangerous man tonight when the brothers found me. I had hunted so many times before without notice or reason to be on alert that I slipped in my own protection. I had been found by hunters. The infamous Winchester brothers. Of course I had heard of them, but I was old, powerful and my pride had gotten the better of me. They came at me from behind and would have staked me on the spot had I not shouted “ Wait, you ’ re making a mistake! ” Not my most eloquent of statements, but it did the trick. I could sense that they were good men, especially the one named Sam, he was idealistic and I knew he would at least want to hear me out. 
 
 “ Why should we trust you? You murder people, ” Dean turned to Sam, “ She would have killed and drained that poor bastard tonight if we hadn ’ t caught her. ” 
 
 “ I know Dean, but, what if we are making a mistake, like she said? ” Sam brushed the hair out of his eyes. “ We have hunted the wrong person before. ” 
 
 “ Are you trying to tell us you aren ’ t what we think you are? ” Dean grabbed my shoulders and gave me a shake, with a look that told me exactly how much he loathed me. 
 
 “ No. I am not denying that I was going to drain that man tonight- ” 
 
 Dean drew his stake and was a second away from plunging it into my heart before Sam shouted, 
 
 “ Let her finish, Dean, she isn ’ t lying to us! ” 
 
 Dean moved the stake a couple inches away from my breast, but kept it poised at the ready. 
 
 “ I was going to kill him. But he deserves it. He is a murderer. He murders innocent women- “ 
 
 “ Oh and we ’ re supposed to believe that you give a damn?! ” Dean spat the words in my face, unwilling to believe that a creature like me could care about something. 
 
 “ I have never taken the life of an innocent, except to ease their suffering. I was an innocent when my maker plucked me from my humanity. ” 
 
 Dean ’ s face softened, just slightly. Sam walked over to us and put his hand on Dean ’ s shoulder. 
 
 “ What if she ’ s right, Dean? What if that man is out there right now taking his next victim? She might be the only way we can get to him. ” 
 
 Dean lowered the stake, hesitating slightly before he put it back in it ’ s place in the top of his jeans behind his back. 
 
 “ Fine. We ’ ll use her to find the guy, in case she is telling the truth, but so help me God I will stake her if she makes a wrong move or if we find out she ’ s lying. ” 
 
 “ I ’ m not, ” I said, matching his unwavering stare. 
 
 “ Alright, ” Sam put his hand around me and helped me up. “ Where is he going? ” 
 
 “ Well I have been watching him for a few weeks. I never saw him kill anyone, ” Dean scoffed, “ or he ’ d already be dead, but I know that he has. He is full of anger and hate, he winces every time he walks past a woman. And he makes sure to never let anyone in his apartment, he even meets delivery people outside the building. I just know he is hiding a body in there. First street on the northwest corner. ” 
 
 “ Okay. Here ’ s how we do this. I will check out his apartment, see if he ’ s what you say he is. Sam ’ s gon na keep watch outside the building to see if he comes home and if he brings a victim with him. You ’ re going to stay with Sam, WITH the handcuffs on, so he can keep an eye on you. I still don ’ t have a reason to trust you. ” 
 
 “ I ’ d be much more help if I had the use of my HANDS, ” I said. There was no way I was going to let these guys stop me from getting this dirt bag off the streets. 
 
 “ Ain ’ t gon na happen, sister, ” Dean turned and started walking to his Impala. 
 

