Beetlejuice96

The Last Van Helsing

Evie blinked at this statement, never having been asked it before. "First of all, I hate pink. Like the obnoxious neon or bubblegum pink. Magenta is okay, but pink is a solid no for me." She said, relaxing a little and bringing a piece of her wall down. She never really got to express herself much because of being in hiding most of her life.

"I love hamburgers, especially double bacon cheeseburgers with fries." She grinned, getting an eye roll from Sam. Great, a female mini Dean. He thought while shaking his head. Evie soon opened up more telling the brothers she preferred action, sci-fi, and some horror movies and gagged at romance ones. She always wanted to go to New Orleans.

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"Will do, Bobby." Sam replied, glancing over at Dean as he patched up Evie's arm. He knew it had to hurt despite her putting on a brave face. He and Dean both dealt with bites so he understood her pain. She was tough, he'd give her that, but she was also just a kid. A kid who shouldn't be exposed to the supernatural or hunting life.

"What's there to know? I'm a Van Helsing; a descendant of one of the greatest hunters in history." She replied before hissing at the sting of alcohol cleaning her wound. "My parents died when I was four and I've been in hiding ever since. I learned about my lineage when I was ten and been training for four years to live up to the family name."

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Evie nodded in agreement, giving the pyre one last look before following the brothers to the wrecked car. There she grabbed her backpack and opened the trunk for them to grab the weapons and supplies stashed there. She got into the backseat of the impala, hugging her knees close to her as they drove off.

At the hotel she looked over at the one who hugged her before nodding again. "It's Evelyn, but Evie's fine." She replied before grabbing a change of clothes and heading to the bathroom to clean up.

"Bobby, we managed to get rid of the coven." Sam said before explaining everything to the older hunter. "She's with us now, a little shooken up but she's alive." He sighed softly.

After a bit, Evie stepped out with a weak smile before sitting in a chair at the table, placing her arm on it. "I never got your name. I got his." She said, looking over at Sam who was still talking with Bobby.

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Evie gave him a little nod in reply before moving out of their way so they could work. She was able to find a piece of cloth that wasn't blood soaked or too dirty, bandaging it around her wound surprisingly with only one hand and the skill of someone who tended to hunting wounds. She sighed softly once it was done, a dull sting rising as adrenaline wore off.

She walked over when Dean called to her, holding a couple matches out to her. Even at a young age she was warned against matches but this was different now. She was giving someone close to her a proper goodbye. She nodded in reply, taking the matches as well as the box before lighting them. "Goodbye, Thomas. Thank you...for everything." She said before tossing it towards the pyre, the wood, gas, and bodies taking flame.

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Evie nodded in reply, putting on a brave face akin to whenever Dean would before his father; being the perfect soldier. She glanced one last time at her former guardian before heading towards the pallets to help make the pyre. Sam left them to build while he grabbed the gas, returning soon with it.

It wasn't until a little over halfway of stacking the bodies and pallets that Evie let out a hiss of pain. The left sleeve of her shirt was soaked in blood from where the leader had bitten her.

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Evie was confused at first as she was lead away with them but there was a sense of trust no matter how small it was. She gasped softly upon seeing Thomas's body, the state it was in told her everything. She carefully walked over before placing a hand on Thomas's, blinking back tears that appeared once more. "Thank you for keeping me safe. I hope you find peace where you are now." She said softly before looking back at the brothers.

"I don't know where to go now. He was my only family." She admitted, sniffling a little. She didn't even have much, just the clothes on her back and whatever was on her backpack if it survived.

Sam glanced at his brother before speaking up. "He made us promise to keep you safe and take you in before he died."

Evie looked between the two, only having met them hours before and even assaulting one in defense. "Y-You're hunters, right? You'll teach me everything Thomas wasn't able to?" She asked hopefully.

𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓐𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓪

I like the maroon and black.

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Evie clung to him like a baby koala, letting out hiccuping sobs as she cried into his chest. All her fear left her in the comforting hug and release of tears, soon turning into dry sobs after a few minutes. She sniffled, wiping away tears before looking up at one of her saviors.

"Where's Thomas?" She asked, her voice cracked from crying and...small. Small and innocent that shouldn't have come from a teenage hunter. Neither of the boys sounded like that at her age. It was obvious that while she might have ancient hunter blood in her, she wasn't ready mentally for her family business.

Sam glanced at Dean as she mentioned someone named Thomas, knowing it had to be the man they made the promise to. He sighed softly, unsure who should give her the unfortunate truth.

𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓐𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓲𝓪

So...are there uniforms or is the school pretty relaxed about it?

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Unseen or heard by the head vampire, Sam snuck up behind him as he raised his gun. He just needed him to remain distracted so he could get the right shot without hurting the kid. Just a little closer...

"Why would I do that? She's the last of the Van Helsings. She's quite the prize amongst our kind." The leader replied gently touching Evie's cheek with his other hand, causing her to whimper and tremble. "Everything about her; from blood to bone is worth something. I'd rather die than-!" He shouted before a gunshot rang out, a bullet going through his head.

Evie let out a scream, unsure where the shot had come from or if she herself was injured from it. The leader collapsed to the ground, leaving Evie standing there in a hyperventilating, trembling state of fear, tears falling down her cheeks.