It wasn't supposed to happen, yet it did. Chris had been running all around, moving from places to places to escape and hunt down vampires. It had been always like this, at least since he was seperated from his little sister, Claire when they were kids. The town was attacked, and barely anyone survived. He had pushed claire away, forcing her to evacuate while he survive as best as he could. It had been decades since then. He wasn't a scared boy anymore.

Chris gathered items he could take, using It to his advantages to survive and hunt those vampires down. He knew their weakness like the back of his own hand. He was strong now, all muscle and strength. He could take any vampires at any day. He managed to survive for decades, hunting down those monster.

At one evening, he was walking back home after another hunt. He was planning to make another dinner when he heard a strange sound at the backyard. He frowned, taking his gun with him as he walked towards his backyard. His eyes fixed on the scene as he saw a vampire feeding on someone, another human being. He aimed his gun and easily took down the vampire, before taking in the figure. He didn't know what came over him to brought a stranger in, but something in him was aching to take action. He laid the stranger down, making sure the wounds were wrapped up before he went back to make dinner.

"You're awake?" He murmured, his voice low as he saw the stranger now awake. Sitting up at his couch. He placed a portion of the dinner left that he didn't eat.