[I] "They are monsters, Benjamin! They will kill us all!"

"Even if they wanted to, they never could! They won't, Natalie!"

"What makes you so sure? Hmm? You seemed to be fighting them! Drunk drivers my ass, you come home with all these scars from them, why keep it a secret to everyone if they are dangerous?!"

"Because not all of them chose that life! Not everyone is out to kill, they are out there to fit in! yes, its mostly dangerous. yes, it is absolutely crazy, but if everyone knew, there would be riots, and many, many deaths... All i'm asking is for you to trust me, and be here by my side."

"No... No, I can't do that. You can't ask me to... We are leaving. Jamie, and I are packing up. If you are done with this life you can come with us... But I don't think that will ever happen."[/I]

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Ben's eyes opened, the first thing he saw was his axe lying next to his bed, and his hand gripping the handle. Instincts. He let go of his famous weapons when the voices started to sound familiar. Zach and Chris. Both orphaned at a young age... having to talk to them both about how their parents died and by what... He took Zach in as a son, and friend. Chris shows potential... but like most young recruits, they think they are just as invincible as the vampires... Not everything has to be about killing.

Ben climbed out of his bed, stretching. He smelled food. He hadn't eaten in a while, so his stomach was rumbling for it. He took a quick shower, and dressed in worn out jeans, his boots, and a red and black flannel over a white shirt. His black hair was done neatly, touches of gray still on the sides. He s" Btepped out of his bedroom to still see the two. "Hello boys." Ben said, taking whatever was left in the bag, and taking a bite. He then walked back in the kitchen. He started his coffee maker, staring outside. "What do I have the pleasure of having you two here?" He called out, pouring some coffee in a cup. Then the phone rang.

He walked over to the phone hanging on the wall, and answered it. "Sheriff." Ben said, leaning on the wall, taking another bite of his breakfast. "Hey boss." A deputy said. "Our night shift just came in, and put in their reports. There were counts of 'pale people sitting just in the tree line', and the inn owner reported a suspicious woman renting a room. No ID on her. Might want to check that out when you check in at the station." He said. 

"Alright. I'll be there in ten." Ben said, hanging up the phone. He made his way back in the living room, giving a nod to Zach. "Thanks for the food. My shift starts again soon." He grabbed his old hat, and coat, putting both on.