My turn, "Have you always been wolves or were you turned?" Though this was not the most pressing issue in my mind I was still terribly curious. All the legends I have ever heard of stated that one needed to be bitten, much like vampires. I couldn't see eight people from one area or tribe being bitten and turned but you never know.

"Yes and no. What we are we were born with, it's a genetic trait within our tribe but no we have not always been this way. I first transformed a few years ago and some of my brothers more recently." He seemed determined to answer truthfully but I could tell he did not like letting me in on their secrets, nor did the others. One in particular, who was the closet to Oliver, was looking at me banefully and continued to shake. "Now, how did you know about us or vampires for that matter?"

"That's more than one question." I answered lightly in an attempt to make the situation less tense. He just continued to stare. Sigh, apparently werewolves have no sense of humor. "Well the first one is a little complicated so to answer your second question the knowledge about the existence of vampires has been passed down for generations in my family."

He merely nodded and waited for me to continue. My gift was always a hard topic for me to talk about because no one could actually relate or fully understand. Plus it was such a huge and private part of me that I had only shared this knowledge with my family. This was information I never wanted to share but it looked like I had little choice if I were to get the answers I needed. "As for the answer to your first question it's complicated like I said. Hmm, how do I describe it? Well I have an ability that allows me to…feel people... aura's as it were." They just looked at me, not fully comprehending but this didn't surprise me. I tried to think of an analogy that may help describe it. While it was not a visual thing, but a feeling, I decided maybe a visual representation would be best.

"Ok, what I am about to describe isn't exactly how it works for it has nothing to do with sight but it's the only way I can think of describing it so it makes sense...” I said and continued. “...Imagine you're in a pitch black room with a hundred different people. Each of these individuals are completely blind and can't distinguish one person from another. However, when I stare around the room I can see everyone. Not their physical features but everyone in the room has their own unique aura or light as it were. I look around in the darkness and see a hundred different yellow lights moving around me, each its own shade and brightness.

“Furthermore, I can distinguish not only between individual humans but other species such as vampires or animals. Their auras are very different and therefore if I were to go looking for the one vampire in the room it would not be hard. They would be a shining red light among the yellow."

They stared silently at me and I took a quick breath before continuing. "As for you guys, while your auras are predominately human, in this form at least, there is an animalistic quality to it and that side becomes more dominant when you change. It's something I have never felt before. That's how I knew there was something up with all of you." I finished lamely and hoped that it made some sense.

"Thank you for explaining" he simply said. It seemed like they understood and some were looking at me curiously. Some even looked impressed. I couldn't help but smile a bit.

"Now answer me this. I overheard you saying you were protectors of your people. I'm assuming your protecting them from vampires."

"Yes"

"So how do you do that exactly?" I was sure they didn't carry any weapons on them when they changed and I couldn't see a wolf being any sort of match for a vampire, even ones as big as them.

"When we change our teeth and claws are capable of tearing through their skin, we're not sure why but we are grateful none the less. In addition we are also very fast and work as a team in the process. Together it is not a difficult task" A few of them laughed and their eyes shown with excitement. They enjoyed the killing of vampires that much was clear.

All I managed to say was "Hmmmm" While I was never one to ask for assistance I debated whether I should seek their help in the actual killing of the newborns. While I was tempted I decided against it for now since they would not move well in the city, if I was desperate I could always come back.

He stared at me for a moment and seemed deep in thought. Finally he asked, "Why are you here looking for the vampires?" Damn, I was hoping he would save that one for last because I wasn't even entirely sure on that one.

"I was hoping to find some answers to what has been going on in York." It was truthful enough.

"York? What's going on in York that makes you come here?" It was my turn but I let that one go, he seemed genuinely confused.

"You are aware of the mass disappearances and killings right?" They nodded their heads and comprehension eventually hit them.

"A Vampire is responsible!?" It was both a statement and a question and there was obvious anger in his tone. How did he not know this? Some protectors.

"Vampires to be exact." I corrected him, no way would a single vampire be able to cause that much trouble in York. Well not one with any logic that is. Now it was my turn. "If there are vampires in the area and your responsibility is to kill them, then why do you have a treaty with this particular coven?"

"How did you know about that?" I just stared at him. I was going to get my answers. When he realized I wasn't going to say anything he decided to answer.

“First of all we did not personally make the treaty, our ancestors did and they only did so because this coven is not like most vampires." The one named Lance snorted and Oliver gave him a glare that was clearly a warning and continued. "They don't hunt humans. They live off the blood of animals and as long as they don't harm any human lives and stay off our land we keep the peace."

I didn't know what to say. I was at a loss for words once again today, a record. Vampires that don't hunt humans!? I didn't think it was possible for them to even live off animals, or have the restraint or desire to do so. How or why would a blood thirsty monster care for the lives of human beings? They were killers by nature, caring only for themselves, consumed on finding their next victim. Well that's what I had always believed and my past experience supported this. Yet if what he said was true this brings everything into question. I felt like part of my world was being turned upside down. Everything I have believed may have been wrong. Inaccurate to say the very least.

Oliver cleared his throat. I struggled for a second to come out of thought and pay attention to the man in front of me. "You said you were looking for answers but why here and if you find them what do you plan on doing with that information? It's not like you can do anything to stop those in York so why do you care so much?"

I couldn't help but laugh a little. "I care because once I find the information I need I plan on putting an end to what's going on in York. I feel that the vampires near by may have the information I need to do this."

They stared at me and when they realized I wasn't joking a few began to laugh. I was used to people underestimating me though I was the epitome of never judge a book by its cover. Still their laughter annoyed me. Oliver didn't laugh, nor did Lance.

"I admire your bravery but I don't see how that is possible" Oliver said “...unless there is something you haven't told us." The suspicion returned.

Determined to wipe the cocky smirks of their faces I raised my head a fraction and spoke: "Well when you asked me how I knew about vampires I spoke the truth. That knowledge has been passed down for generations but for a specific reason. I come from a long line of vampire hunters and have been trained on how to kill them since I was a young Child." They were silent.

Oliver finally spoke, "You're not kidding are you?"

"No. I have killed 78 vampires in the last six years. The last three have only been in the last few weeks in York. That's why I have come. York is overrun and from little information I have gathered I have a feeling I'll find my answers here."

Oliver began to speak and seemed to be choosing his words carefully, "Please take no offence but how is that possible. You're just a regular human girl. How can you possibly track, capture and kill a vampire?"

"I'm far from regular I assure you of that." I smiled, "As you know my abilities allow me to sense others nearby. No matter how fast someone moves I will always know where they are." They were listening intensely and as the sun began to sink behind the horizon a few rays escaped the clouds casting streaks of light upon their chests. "However, I can do much more than sense ones aura. If they're close enough I can actually manipulate it. I can essentially stop them in their tracks and make it impossible for them to move for a brief period of time." Their eyes widened as they processed this information and I couldn't help but feel a little smug. "As for killing them I have specially made weapons for that task." My tone was such that I conveyed I would speak no more of that topic. I didn't want them knowing everything.

Oliver took another step forward. "Why did you want to speak to us if it's the vampires you wish to talk to?"

"I came here looking for information that may lead to their location and I found you. You have knowledge of their whereabouts I assume and I was hoping you would tell me where I could find them. It is of the utmost importance." I was doing my best to get them to trust me and understand the gravity of the situation.

He seemed conflicted. "I don't know if I could do that. It may violate the treaty." He paused, stared at the one called Lance for a second and turned back to me, "I am, however, willing to attempt to contact them and give them the choice whether or not they wish to speak with you." Though he said it in a calm and respectful manner I could tell the idea of approaching these vampires still disgusted him. Lance turned his head and gave Oliver a hard look that I didn't understand.

I almost sighed in relief. "Thank you, I truly appreciate it." I walked over to my car, pulled out a piece of paper and wrote my cell phone number down. I handed it to him. "You can call me anytime, day or night. I look forward to hearing from you, no matter what the news." Not that I would stop looking if they refused, I would just need to get a little more creative. He merely nodded. This was not a man of many words.

We shook hands briefly, his scorChrisng mine, and I got inside my car. As a pulled away and they disappeared back into the forest my mind began going a million miles a minute. While I had finally received some of my answers I still had more questions, most of them focusing around the nearby coven. The knowledge of their chosen lifestyle had truly shaken me. I didn't know what to expect and therefore I was unsure of my next course of action. I would just have to prepare myself for any possibility.

If they didn't harm humans were they truly monsters then, despite what they were? Did they deserve death merely being what they were? Should I hunt them despite their chosen lifestyle? I wasn't sure of any of anything anymore. The very foundation in which my beliefs stood upon had crumbled. As I drove back to the hotel to wait for Oliver’s call not once did these questions leave my mind.

What was I going to do?