This is just a short oneshot . . . it could be made into a long story, but for now its this. Takes place after "Dead Man's Blood." What if Dean had been made into a vampire? Reviews are welcomed and loved--and thank you for reading.

As Dean sat, chained up in the vampire's lair, he tried to find the mistakes he made

Maybe it was killing the leader near a band of angry vampires. Or maybe it was that Dean had lagged behind Sam and Dad, feeling horribly exhausted. In the end, the guilt would fall onto Dean's family for not realizing Dean had been knocked out and dragged away--before Dad and Sam even noticed Dean wasn't behind them anymore.

"I could kill you," hissed a voice in his ear. Dean whipped around. It was that girl vampire, the one pained and angry over the death of her boyfriend. "But that wouldn't satisfy me."

"I don't know if I'll be able to satisfy you like your boyfriend could," Dean admitted. She regarded him coldly. She sat down on her knees in front of him, leaning in as she bared sharp, pointed fangs.

"I'm going to make you one of us. I'm going to make you what you tried to destroy," the vampire whispered. Dean's blood ran cold. No. That was the worst possible thing--becoming something he had fought his whole life, something evil, something that killed.

"No," Dean muttered. He panicked. There was no way out for Dean Winchester.

Suddenly she began. Exchanging their blood and turning him evil. He fought for as long as he could--but in the end, Dean lost . . .

"Wake up. I bet your starving." Dean woke with a start. There was the vampire girl standing beside him, a horrible glint in your eye. Then he realized how different he felt.

He felt lighter. Drained of blood. And his teeth...sharpened. No doubt about it. There was a horrible emptiness clutching him. Hunger--but not for food, for something horrible and inhuman. Something seemed to be holding him within its grasp. That awful desire for blood, to be what he has been molded into.

Suddenly he understood--that victim, the one that led them here . . . he hadn't understood why she acted like one of them so fast. But now Dean understood. Oh, he understood. His mind was still in him, but barely. Something was gripping him, trying to replace his mind and heart with something sinister.

The days of eternity stretched before him like a never ending road. The days of evil and hatred, the acts of inhumanity and wickedness, the life of a vampire. He tried to hold onto his human side, to Dean, to Sam. But he found it impossible.

Dean's mind began its slow journey into utter madness . . .

Hope you enjoyed! If people like it I'll make it into a longer story . . . with chapters and all of that . . . so please give me some feedback!