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Hey guys! New fic time :) I had this planned out in my head for awhile, and just felt the need to finally do something with it. Enjoy!

The sound of blood rushing through his ears was all Dean could hear. The leaves and branches crunching underneath his feet was all he could feel.. but he still just ran. He couldn't stop, he didn't want to stop. He had managed to get himself lost deep in the woods, his senses on overdrive at the moment.

"I.. no this can't be happening. What the fuck is wrong with me" Dean hissed through his teeth as a sharp pain ran through his head and down his spine. Grabbing onto the closest tree, Dean finally stopped to try and breath. Finally noticing the blood running down his neck, he quickly wiped it away with his sleeve.

"No no no" He repeated to himself and hunched over.

He had no clue what was going on, he didn't remember anything that had happened within the past few hours. All he knew was that he woke up in a alley.. things were different. He felt different in more ways than one. Still trying to figure out why he woke up bloody, but had no implications of injury on his body. Just the blood rapidly seeping from his neck.

When he moved to this town just over five years ago, nothing exciting ever happened. It was a small town off the coast of Florida. Lots of people didn't know it existed, but lots of people lived there. Just like every town though, this one had its secrets. No one ever questioned them. They just left them alone and no one got hurt.

But tonight.. all Dean remembered was going to his favorite bar for a drink. He had a bad day and needed to relax. After that.. everything drew a blank.

Finally getting himself together, he stood back up and tried to walk, but it didn't work. He collapsed into a heap on the ground. Not knowing just how long he was laying there. Too weak to even move a muscle. It felt like his lungs were collapsing in on himself and his breathing quickly became fast and uneven.

It was still night time, the full moon shining brightly in the sky. Dean curled himself in the fetal position and tried to calm himself down.. until he heard footsteps. Hearing the leaves crunch almost a mile away.. wait that's not possible he thought to himself, i shouldn't be able to hear that.

Wincing, he heard the steps come closer. He closed his eyes tightly, not even noticing how rapidly his body was shaking.

Once he felt the other presence come into his own personal bubble his eyes involuntarily snapped open. Looking up slowly, he held his shuddered breath when he saw a man with grey eyes staring at him. The man bent down and looked over Deans body.

He noticed his tattoo shine in the moon light, it was almost mesmerizing.

"Don't worry.. i'm not gonna hurt you. My name is Roman"

"I..i'm Dean" he grit through his teeth, the pain getting worse again

"I'm gonna take you back to my place. Get you all cleaned up. Okay" Roman whispered gently.

Dean was really in no shape to object and he knew that. So he nodded his head weakly. Roman easily lifted him up and carried him through the woods.

They got to a small cabin minutes later. Dean mustered up the strength to look around. Well i'm gonna get murdered he thought to himself.

Roman looked down and saw the worry in Deans face, he chuckled. "Don't worry. You'll be fine"

He unlocked the door and stepped inside. Kicking it closed once they were in. He walked over to the couch and set Dean down softly. "I'll be right back" Roman cracked his neck and went into the bedroom.

Dean took it as a chance to figure out his surroundings. The cabin was small, but not cramped. It had a couch and a chair with a nice little fireplace. The kitchen was attached and it looked like a single bedroom was just down the hall.

Roman got back into the living room soon after, a change of clothes and a first aid kit in his hands. He smiled softly and helped Dean sit up. "So wanna tell me why you were in the woods at this time of night"

"You first" Dean hissed

"I was just going for a walk. Now explain" Roman opened the kit up, looking through it.

"I uh.. i don't know. I have no clue what happened to me. So i started running and i ended up there on the ground" Dean shrugged

Roman furrowed his brows and looked at Dean again, "What do you mean you don't know"

"I don't know! I'm not hurt" Dean looked down at his hands

Roman nodded and put the clean clothes next to him, "Put these on"

"Uh okay, but first.. can i ask why you are doing this for me?" Dean asked nervously. Still refusing to look at him.

"I saw you and couldn't leave you for dead" was Roman's only answer

Dean started to take his shirt off. After lifting it over his head, that's when Roman noticed them. The marks on his neck. And everything made sense. Dean saw the shock on Romans face and got worried, "Uh is everything okay?" he frowned

"Yeah. Yeah finish getting changed. I'll make you something to eat" Roman got up quickly and walked to the kitchen. Dean was confused, but agreed and finished getting changed. Meanwhile Roman was in the kitchen cursing to himself. He should have known really. Dean was hungry.. he needed something other than food, but right now that'd all Roman could give him. Hopefully his stomach could handle it.

Deciding on soup, Roman started it and got a cloth out. Wetting it, he walked back to Dean who was now changed but slumped in a ball.

"Here let me" he whispered and dabbed at the blonds sweat covered face.

Finally getting the chance to actually look at Roman, Deans breath got caught in his throat. His long black hair, beautiful grey eyes.. wow this guy was just too pretty.

Roman finished and stood up, going back to check on the soup. Another surge of pain washed through Dean, he groaned and fell to the floor. Roman turned and ran to him, "Where does it hurt?"

"Everywhere. What the fuck is happening to me. I swear i'm not on any drugs" he winced again and screwed his eyes shut. Reaching up to touch his neck, Roman stopped him and forced him to lower his hand.

"Just relax, it'll be over soon"

Dean opened one eye to look at him, "How do you know?"

"I don't. I'm just guessing. But you need to calm down your heart rate."

To say Dean was 'confused' would be a huge understatement, but he listened to Roman and tried his best to calm down. Honestly Roman didn't know what he was doing. As soon as he saw those bites he should have kicked Dean out. This was dangerous, but at the moment he really didn't care about the consequences.

Placing a bowl of soup in front of Dean, he waited to see if he could eat it. But just like he expected, after the first bite Dean was gagging and pushing the bowl away.

"I'm sorry Roman.. i can't eat that"

"No it's okay. But you stay put, i'll be right back" Roman took the bowl and put it in the sink. He ran a hand through his hair. Looking outside, the moon was still shining. Roman licked his lips and looked back at Dean, "I just have to go outside for a minute." he called

Dean threw a thumbs up and fell back on the couch.

When Roman got outside, he sniffed at the air. His eyes going almost gold. Smelling a deer not too far away, he started running. It didn't take him long to catch and kill it. He hated doing this, but at times like right now it was needed. He drained some of it's blood and out it in a bottle. Dean would die if he didn't get this in his system right now. He ran back to the cabin and quickly washed himself off outside before going in.

"Um Dean. We need to talk" Roman slowly walked over to him. Hiding the bottle behind his back. Dean moved to sit up

"I forgot to ask, what's your last name?" Roman sat in front of him

"Ambrose.. Dean Ambrose" he managed to mumble

"Well it's nice to meet you. I'm Roman Reigns" he smiled, "So Dean. I don't want to freak you out or anything, but i have something for you to drink. I can't guarantee it'll fix everything.. but it'll make you feel a bit better"

Dean just stared at him, a mix of worry and confusion clearly planted on his face. "Okay"

Roman expected more of a struggle, "Do you trust me?" he reached behind his back slowly. Dean nodded and bit at his thumb. Roman took a deep breathe and handed the bottle to him. The thick red liquid filled to the top.

"What the fuck" Dean made a face

"Just drink it" Roman nodded. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, taking it out he saw Randy's number. "Drink up. I gotta take this" he got up and answered the call, "hey dude"

"Hey what are you doing?" Randy asked on the other end.

"Not a lot.. you know, the usual" Roman scratched the back of his neck.

"We should go hunting" Randy chuckled

"Nah not tonight.. not in the mood" Roman lied

"You got someone over there?"

"No" Roman answered a little too quickly. "Uh okay.. well once you stop acting so weird call me. Oh have you heard anything from Jacobs and his idiots?"

"No they've finally left us alone.. for now" Roman said awkwardly. Thinking about Dean and what had happened to him. "Okay well i'll let you go. Probably see you tomorrow" Randy sighed

"Yeah sounds good. Bye" Roman quickly hung up. He put his phone back in his pocket and walked back out to Dean. His eyes widened when he saw the empty bottle sitting on the coffee table. Dean was sitting up, shaking slightly. His hand tapping at his shoulder blade.

"Are you okay?" Roman sat back on the chair, watching Deans every move.

"Roman.. what the fuck did i just drink?" he refused to look at him

Roman rubbed a hand over his face, "Do you really want to know?"

"No. But i need to. You obviously know what's going on because i sure as hell don't. That.. made me feel better. So what was it?'

"You need to listen to me okay? You trusted me to come here and drink that. So you need to trust me on this" Romans face turned serious.

"Okay just tell me already i'm already freaking out. Spill it!" Dean raked a shaky hand through his hair. Roman took a minute to gather this thoughts and figure out how he was going to say this. "I.. the reason i found you in the woods.. where you were.. i smelled you. I was getting ready to go out patrolling.. and i could smell you from here. I think someone turned you. You drank deer blood. It was all i could get right now"

Roman tried to say as quickly as possible. Deans eyes widened and a look of pure horror crossed his face. "What the fuck are you saying, Reigns?"

"You're in the beginning stage.. you're transitioning into a vampire, Dean. I'm not like you though. I'm a werewolf"

Get ready for Ambreigns y'all. Short and sweet! Anyway here it is! I really hope you enjoyed this, if you want more i'll upload more. This will probably only be a 10 chapter thing. And there will be a lot of characters in it. From WWE/NXT.

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