I've been reading books of old the legends and the myths

The instant that she took her place in between the fallen Hunter and the vampire, Piper was well aware of what an idiot she was. Despite that brandished knife and the command of her voice, she was no match for either of the supernatural beings. But that adrenaline had propelled her forward and she was unwilling to simply leave the Hunter to die in this alleyway. If she did run, was she any better than the vampire if she allowed the certain death of the fallen hunter? Besides, it wasn't like she would be able to escape in this circumstance anyway. Piper was the vampire's prey, and she didn't anticipate that he would be satisfied with letting her go. So instead, she stood between the two men with that seemingly pitiful knife clutched in her fingers. The vampire was well aware of the lack of follow through in her shaky words - the girl too scared by the situation and human morals to actually attempt to harm the vampire. Even if he did want to rip her throat open, he looked far too human for her to act upon the threats that she spoke.

That cruel laugh of the vampire only made the blonde woman's brow furrow, that determination igniting in the woman. She opened her mouth to speak once more, though the words never tumbled from her lips. Instead, she was abruptly pulled backwards and into the arms of the Hunter, his hand reaching for the blade that she held. She failed to pull it from his reach, though her fingers only tightened around the blade desperately, as though she was utterly terrified that it might be taken from her. A gasp of surprise escaped her as the blue flame engulfed the silver of her blade, though it was nothing compared to the noise that she made as that blade was plunged into the heart of the vampire. Though Piper didn't resist the hunter's touch, she didn't assist him in the assault on the vampire. No, Piper merely allowed him to move her arm as he pleased, the girl against his chest frozen in horror of the whole situation. Piper was sure that she would never forget the sound of the vampire choking on his own blood, nor the sound of the body crumpling onto the pavement.

Piper didn't resist as she was once again pulled backwards and out of the way of the vampire, though her eyes never left the dying creature. There was something so decidedly human about the being as it died, and yet Piper felt nothing more than relief that the threat was over - and perhaps a bit of concern that the blood had gotten onto her shoes. The blood pooled at her feet and if Piper hadn't still been in the arms of the hunter, she might have stepped back even further. As soon as the vampire stilled entirely, Piper was released from his grasp. Piper stepped backwards, away from the blood and the body, her blade falling from her fingertips and making a clattering sound that echoed in the dark alleyway. The rush of the situation seemed to push her forward, that adrenaline propelling her once more into the arms of the handsome hunter. His noise of confusion hardly stopped the girl as she pressed her lips against his own.

The hunter's strength as he pushed her back nearly caused her to fall backwards, the girl only catching herself by clasping onto the man's arm. She released him as soon as she regained her balance, the woman hardly bothered by the half-shouted question that escaped the dark-haired man across from her. "I'm sorry I just-" Piper said, her gaze flying to the body at their feet. The entirity of the events seemed to crash into her at that moment, and those icy blue eyes focused on the man as she tore a hand through her tangled blonde hair. "We just... We just murdered someone. I... We just survived that and I just... Oh my god, he was going to kill me. He was going to kill us and we survived." It wasn't quite panic that escaped the girl now, just a flurry of disbelief and adrenaline. "We survived and if I'm going to go to jail for murder I might as well kiss the hot boy that saved my life."