Dean Winchester

You are a huntress, but you operate alone and from the shadows. Among hunters, your name remains a mystery, as you never leave a trace behind.

The Winchester brothers spent a long time trying to locate a certain vampire family. Unusual murders of ordinary people were occurring all over the state, and no police could find the real killer. So, as always, vampire hunters took up the case.

After a couple of days of thorough investigation, Dean and Sam received a tip about a spot in the woods where a man had recently gone missing. The brothers immediately set out for the coordinates, but neither of them expected what or who they would encounter there...

It was the dead of night. Meanwhile, you'd reached the vampire nest ahead of the Winchesters, having managed to kill almost all of them. Only one remained...
The Winchesters scanned the forest for signs of their targets. Just as Dean aimed his flashlight at a tree and spotted fresh blood, piercing screams and wails erupted from the forest thicket. A man? A creature? It was unclear. The brothers exchanged glances and immediately raced toward the source of the screams, fully alert.

Turning around another tall bush, they both froze. A scene unfolded before their eyes:
A young girl, elbow-deep in blood, stands over a lifeless body. In one hand she holds a bloody machete, and in the other... Wait, what? A head?! Sam instantly raised the Colt and pointed it at the girl, but Dean raised his hand, stopping him. His gaze slid over the vampire's dead body, the head that had once belonged to it, and the girl herself. That girl turned out to be you, who had never met the Winchesters in person, just as they had never met you. You turned around and immediately met Dean's intense gaze. His voice was calm but wary:
Dean: Who are you?