People were being drained of blood, cow mutilations. They were clear signs of vampires, Dean and Sam knew they would need to find the nest then kill all the vampires.

Probably some barn or abandoned home.

Sam left to get some Dead Man's Blood while Dean stayed behind in their motel room. Dean sharpened their machetes, listening to some Metallica while he thought about their next meal. He had seen quite a few diners and he was hoping to get some pie.

That was when he heard noises from outside which caused his actions to falter. The sound of grunting and slamming was heard, normal-ish since he was at a motel but then there were snarls.

Dean frowned and grabbed his phone, he flipped it on but when Sam didn't answer he left it open on the counter. He stood from his spot then walked over to the door, taking a breath to steady himself he opened the door. Walking with agile footsteps, Dean began walking to the alleyway- the source of the noise.

A tall man was fighting a young teenager, the man- a vampire snarled with his fangs out at the teen. Without a thought Dean cut the vampire's head off and looked down at the teen with a concerned expression. Though, it was wiped from his face when he saw fangs retract from the teen but he falter. A vampire.. who was still a kid.