Crispy and icy was the night as one Claire Novak steadily walked down the stone path of a park. She was wearing a coat to both combat the cold and to hide the machete she had tucked away by her side, she was out at this time hunting a werewolf despite Sam and Dean Winchester not liking the idea. On top of that, even Jody Mills, who had become Claire's adoptive mother, hated the idea of her being out hunting even with the knowledge she had.

She also had a satchel swinging freely that contained a gun. The knife was for the vampire she had heard about and the machete was for the vampire she herself had confirmed was in the area. What she hadn't understood though was why they were both seemingly in the same place, she let out a sharp breath that emitted her own cold breath and that was when she saw what she was looking for and it became clear they were the monsters she was hunting. The vampire was drawing its own blood from its wrist, the red liquid dribbled down its arm before the vampire let out a low laugh before feeding it to an innocent young woman who was begging for her freedom, the werewolf on the other hand was watching leaving Claire to deduce that it was the werewolf.

Although she was too late to stop the conversion, Claire had to do something about the monsters but knew from Sam that if she could get the woman somewhere safe and not let her feed, she could cure her as she had come to learn that Dean had once been turned into a vampire and had been cured though from what she had heard, the transformation back to human was not a pleasant experience despite Dean's insistence that it was not that bad. Not wanting to draw the wrong kind of attention, Claire placed her satchel on the ground and drew the machete, she loaded her gun with silver bullets and hid behind a tree. The only problem was it was now a potential three versus one which if it went badly, the worst thing that could happen to her would be death if she wasn't turned or used as sustenance for the two species.

"Maybe I should have called for help..." She muttered to herself nearing them. As she got closer, the monsters looked up as their enhanced senses causes them to gain suspicion that they were being watched by someone not of their kind.

"Smell that?" The vampire asked.

"Hunter" The werewolf growled glaring at the vampire. He glanced towards the recently turned vampire trying to gauge if she would be of use to them but the woman was on the ground, her body still trying to adapt to the new changes done to her. The werewolf sniffed the air once more picking up on Claire's scent in the process leading him to stalk towards the tree where the young hunter in-training was located.

Noticing the danger that was approaching her, Claire backed up, pistol in hand as she threatened to fire it.

"Listen here, bastard, one more step and I fire so many silver bullets into your ass that you won't get the time to react." She snapped.

The werewolf tilted his head finding the hunter's bravery to be both courageous yet foolish, he brought his head back up and chuckled, wanting to taunt and mock her further. "You're nothing but a child running into something she doesn't understand, what's stopping me from making you my next meal? I've already snacked today but to feast on a hunter with courage like yours? Oh It would be quite delectable." He grinned at the thought. Although Claire was aware that the werewolf would definitely attempt to go through with his threat, she was just as equally serious about shooting him all the same.

"You're all alone too so I wouldn't give me some bullshit on how you've got friends close by that would just run to you though even if you did, you'd be dead even before they could get here. See my buddy there? You're outnumbered and if that pretty gal down there gets up then you've got no chance at surviving, three against one? It's suicide and even I know you're not dumb enough to go through with something like that just to prove a point to people so you can gain approval and fifteen minutes of hunter fame."

Claire was growing angry.