There was a band on at the Lima Bean tonight, Mike and Artie from Glee were playing so we we're all going for moral support, I for one was looking forward to it more than anyone else. It was my only night off.

You don't have much spare time when you're the slayer.

How I managed to juggle school life and slaying I have no idea, I sometimes go to school on an hour's sleep, which believe me, is a killer. Pardon the pun.

I live with my Mom, Susan. We moved to Lima just over 6 months ago during the summer, I had to transfer schools because I burned the Gymnasium down in Columbus. Mom thinks it's because I was going through a 'troubled teen phase' since my Dad left. Truth was I was trying to stop an army of 30 vampires from slaughtering the town… try telling that to your Principal. But I could never tell my Mom that, she would never understand. Few would.

Anyway, I ended up here in Lima. Not for any random reason though. I wanted to move here. Imagine being a Herpetologist, and all of the world's most beautiful reptiles cohabited in one small town… you'd go there right? Well, that's how it is for me. Except I'm not a Herpetologist, and I'm certainly not dealing with beautiful creatures. I'm the 'chosen one'. Here to slay the Vampires until I die, where if that is to inevitably happen another slayer will be chosen. It's some mad cycle that will go on forever or something. Good vs. Evil, yada yada. I just try and stay alive every night, works for me. And Lima's definitely no ordinary town. It's a Hellmouth.

Fortunately for me, and most slayers before me, my watcher lives here. Watchers are a guide; they are here to gather up info and weapons to stand against the vampires and demons. Will Schuester is his name, and boy I don't know where I'd be without him. He teaches Glee and Spanish at my high school, William McKinley, along with his girlfriend and school guidance counsellor Emma Pillsbury.

Obviously, in a school with over 500 kids there's bound to be a few who know of my 'extra-curricular activities' along with Will and Emma. Those amazing people would be Quinn Fabray and Noah Puckerman. I've only known them 2 months since I've started here, but they've honestly become my best friends. Noah found out I was the slayer because he picked my locker as a prank, obviously having no idea it'd be filled with stakes, crosses, books, vampire kill tally….and tampons. Quinn on the other hand, is a practising neophyte witch. You wouldn't have thought, with her soft blonde bob and her good girl looks, not exactly a witch's stereotype I know. She came to Will, and he in listed her in our new 'Scooby gang' as we joked to call it. Funny, the fate of the world rests on the shoulders of a few 17 year olds. This is why I leave my Mom out of stuff.

It's a Sunday night tonight, and oddly enough… hardly any vamps come out. This is why Will assigned it to be my night off, well sort of anyway. I know I'll end up patrolling the park after the gig, what can I say? Must be a slayer's instinct. I send Puck a quick text letting him know I'll be at the Lima Bean soon.

"Mom! I'm going out now, won't be too long!" I call out to my mum as I slip on my tight leather jacket. Pulling open my bottom draw, I take a stake and slip it into the sleeve. You just never know. I make my way down the stairs towards the door, stopping to fix my hair in the mirror. I grip some of the loose strands from my high pony tail back and slip on my boots.

"Brittany, don't be too late and lock the door when you get in. Have a good time sweetie." My Mom kisses my cheek as she makes her way from the living room to the kitchen; I smile and go out the door.

"Yeah I'm 5 minutes away. No, no vamps out yet. As always. Yeah, see you there Quinn. Bye."

I hang up and put my phone back in my pocket. There's something so, calming about walking the streets of Lima at night and having no disturbances of any unnatural kind. I smile to myself as I robotically scan the street. I don't know why, but I don't feel alone. I slow my steps slightly, and there it is.

Someone else is walking behind me.

Obviously, my slowed pace caught them off guard, I turn round as this could be some innocent civilian… but no one was there. I frown slightly, and scan the whole area again before brushing it off and carrying on.

I'm being paranoid, damn slayer senses.

I turn the corner of the last block and I hear it again. I stop suddenly as they struggle to stop their foot placing in time.

Yep, someone's definitely following me.

Smirking to myself, I see an alleyway to my left. As quick as I can I turn out of my stalkers sight and run slightly looking around for a place to hide myself. I look up and see the perfect spot.

I ran as stealthily as possible and jump up the wall, pushing myself onto the horizontal pole than ran between two buildings, I was hanging when I heard the footsteps, not just any footsteps. This person was wearing heels. This woman was wearing heels.

I flipped myself around into a hand stand position and stayed as quiet as possible. Suddenly, she stepped into the view of the street light. I couldn't really see her face from this angle, but I could sense her body walking hesitantly through the alleyway. Then she was directly under the pole I was currently on. She looked around, and before she could take and step further, I swung.

Both of us landing on the floor with a grunt, I straddled her and sat up quickly, taking my stake out and holding it up, finally getting a chance to see that face.

Oh. My. God.

Beautiful full lips cast into a smirk as she eyed our position and the stake in my hands.

"Don't worry, I don't bite." Her voice was raspy and whispery, her smirk formed into a wide smile as she showed all her perfect teeth. I coughed awkwardly and got up off of her, stepping back as she too took a stand. She was wearing a grey pencil dress with black mac over the top of it; she laughed as she buttoned it together and rubbed the back of her head.

"Jeez, you're a little rough."

I frowned as I remembered why she was on the floor in the first place.

"Why are you following me?" I keep my voice firm and my stance confident, but she only smiles wider.

"I wasn't following you, I was in the neighbourhood. I saw you go into the alley, you never know what could be down here…" she lowered her voice as she stepped towards me again. I knew she was lying; I stepped back and circled her. I didn't miss the playful glint in her eye.

"Is that so? Because I heard your footsteps from about 3 blocks back." Now it was my turn to smirk. Her eyes widened as she sighed and pulled her sleeve back, her tanned arms practically glowed. She twisted her wrist and seemed to be checking the time on her watch.

"Ok, you got me. I came to warn you." This time her face was serious, she stepped closer again and took out a box from her pocket. I eyed it wearily and walked around her again, he long black curls forming to a just above the middle of her back. "I've got no weapons, don't fret." I smiled at the fact she knew what I was checking for. I came face to face with her again and she was back to wearing that smirk.

"Warn me of what, the dangers of stalking? I've got somewhere to be so if you don-"

"Their coming out, so be prepared. You're living on a Hellmouth that's about to open. The Harvest is coming, they want young blood. To my superior knowledge there's only one place that's gunna be packed with people tonight, and my guesses are your heading right there…" she smirked again as she turned around to walk off. My head was spinning. Their… as in vampires. She knew? She knew.

Who was this woman? She turns up, following me and suddenly acts like she knows everything. The Harvest? Must be something to do with the Master. I wish she wasn't so… mysterious and cryptic. Stop rambling woman, she's already leaving! Great focus Pierce.

"Hey wait!" she came to a halt as I quickly jogged towards her. She turned again, smirking.

Damn you and that annoying, smug, yet utterly gorgeous face.

"Can't get enough of me?" she winked and placed her hand on her hip.

"Who are you?" I breathed out, I felt her presence so strongly through me and my senses and I had no idea why. I mean, I was attracted to her but this was something else.

"Let's just say… I'm a friend." She stalked backwards smiling, I had to say… I was completely entranced. She stopped suddenly again. "Oh, I almost forgot!" she threw a small black box over to me; I caught it in my hands and stared down. She began to walk off again, her high heels clacking in the distance.

"What if I don't want a friend?" I called out desperately; I needed to speak with her longer. She turned her head to the side and smiled sweetly.

"I didn't say I was yours…." With that she was gone into the shadows. I let out a breath I was holding in. Did that just happen?

I looked down at the velvet box in my hand. My fingers traced the edge of it as I slowly opened the latch. I gasped at what was inside: a Tiffany's Stirling silver cross necklace, with diamonds around the edge. It was absolutely beautiful. I looked back at where she walked off and smiled. Shaking my head, I headed towards the Lima Bean. Not forgetting what my mystery woman had said.

Something told me this would be a long night.

"Hey B, what took you so long? And WOAH! Who gave you the diamonds?" Puck's eyes widened at the cross on my neck as Quinn, Emma and Will all turned around at our table to see the fuss.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I said with a huffed laugh, sitting between Emma and Quinn, the latter immediately bringing her hands to the piece on my neck and examining it.

"Silver… this could come in handy if those bastards get close to your neck B. Seriously though, where did you get it? It looks super expensive!"

"This… woman, she – she was following me, kinda. Anyway, she seemed to know who I was. She said she… was a friend. And Will, she said they were coming tonight, the vamps. The Harvest or something. But I guess it's something big. I know it's something big" Will shot up at the news and everyone's eyes darted round the café, it changed dramatically for night events, but there was one thing: so many people.

In a vampire's eyes: so many meals.

"This friend, what did she look like? What was she like? Aggressive in any way?" Will's mind was clearly in overdrive as he searched for the answers.

"No she was… nice I guess. A little annoying. She was Latin or something, tanned, dark…mysterious. Completely beautiful, but you know, harmless." Will nodded as he turned to whisper to Emma, I could see Puck out the corner of my eye smirking.

"Beautiful you say?"

"Shut up Puck." Quinn and I say in unison.

I've been at the Lima Bean for 30 minutes and I'm already sneaking backstage with Quinn. Will devised a plan with the gang: we waited until everyone was in while he and Emma went back to the choir room to read up on the Harvest and get stakes. I scanned the room for vamps, and to Emma's immediate surprise when they wouldn't let her leave… they are securing the whole building. I've just dusted the fourth bouncer.

"Why tonight, Brittany? They've never come out on a Sunday night? Like ever! It's sort of… you know ritual here." Quinn was worried, her voice was faltering. We weren't prepared for this. I lowered my stake and turned around.

"Quinn, don't worry. I got this, okay? We just need to get everyone out." She looked up and smiled at me, nodding as she clutched her large cross.

"We need to destroy the Master, ASAP now B. They can fuck with this town, but they can't fuck with the Lima Bean!" we both giggled quietly as I nodded in agreement, turning around and lifting my trusted stake up again, Quinn's words playing on my mind.

The Master, or as we have come to known the Master of vampires. Will has read up on him throughout his time as training to be a watcher and being a watcher, because he resides in the Hellmouth. The oldest vampire alive. I've never come face to face with him yet, mainly because he isn't allow to surface. The scary thing is he can only surface if he tastes the blood of the slayer.

I heard quick footsteps behind us as I turned and pushed Quinn out the way, pinning the man's body against the wall.

My eyes nearly came out their sockets. "Oh my god Will, I'm so sorry! I thought you were… well you know." I lowered Will quickly as he straightened himself up.

"No worries, Brittany. But listen, I've read up on this 'Harvest' and the master." He eyed me and Quinn strongly as we both nodded for him to continue. "The Harvest can happen only once a century – the Master has allowed one of his vampire minions to taste his blood making them what's known as 'the vessel' for every person this vessel drinks, the Master gains strength from the victim's blood through him. Enough strength to break through his underground confinement…"

I blinked taking in the new information. Looking back at Will, I questioned, "But, I thought he could only rise through a slayers blood, meaning me?"

"It's his only other chance for another century right?" Quinn answered my question as she looked at Will who nodded for confirmation. She nodded slowly before turning to me, "You need to kill this vessel guy… or girl… or whatever!"

"Well, it could be any vamp, how am I supposed to know who he is? He could be killing now!" I paced as I tried to gather my thoughts.

"Don't worry; he needs a place that can have a ceremony. This is the only place open with this many people in Lima tonight. Another thing, he'll have a scarred triangle on his forehead. You're good for a visual." Will reassured me. Right, now I've got a plan.

"Good, right guys. Plan. Will, you and Emma get as many people out as possible. I've dusted the security, your good to go. The furthest exit first. Quinn, you need to find Puck and let him know what's going on – help Will get people out and," I stopped and took out a stake from inside my jacket, "Use it if you need to." I smiled slightly and turned to Will, who nodded and wished me good luck before running back the way he came.

"I –I've never used a stake before, B." Quinn stared at me then back down at the shaking hand that was holding the wooden stake. I took her hand, and placed the stakes sharp tip against my chest, directly where my heart was.

"You find this spot, and you just drive it in okay? Don't think they'll spare you Quinn, because they won't think twice. You can do this, but I need you to get out once everyone has gone? You understand me?" she took the stake away from my body and held it firmly, nodding and saying a quick yes. "Good, now go, let's get these shits and put them back in the ground." I smiled confidently as Quinn scurried off in search of Puck. I turned and scaled around the backstage area, there was about 15 vamps gathered round. Then I saw him. The vessel. He was instructing them to gather people from the place for him. I looked back, hoping they got out as many people as possible. 5 vampires left the backstage and I got a better glimpse of the vessel. I clenched my jaw.

He was holding Artie.

Artie was in a headlock as the big vamp smiled down on him, he nodded to everyone and left to go on stage, 3 stayed behind. I needed a warm up round.

Slowly stalking into view, I pulled out my stake and smiled at the fanged monsters, "Is Daddy not letting you boys play? Aww what a shame." They snarled and ran towards me, I blocked every punch and kicked one into another, knocking both down. The other quickly grabbed me from behind and immediately drew to my neck, attempting to bite me. The silver repelled him as I elbowed his stomach and staked him through the back as he was bent over. Dust settled on the floor as the other two slowly approached me, trying to work out a method. I ran and fly kicked the one on my left and flipped behind the right, staking him as he turned around. The one left jumped me and knocked me to the ground, consequently falling onto my stake. I stood up and brushed the dust off me, scowling in grimace. I heard an angry growl as I looked towards the stage, the Vessel.

"WHERE IS EVERYONE? I HAD 8 VAMPIRES HERE! EXPLAIN!" I tiptoed in the shadows to the left of the vessel, Artie still in his grasp.

"Luke, we're sorry… we don't know what has happened! It must have been the slayer…" One vampire stepped forward as they all looked around, searching for me. I readied my stake.

"Very well. I'll have her blood as well then." Before I could even move, Luke took Artie's head and brought his neck to his teeth forcefully, the smaller boy letting out a pained cry. I jumped from the curtains as Luke's eyes widened in excitement. Two vamps jumped onto the stage to divert me, I staked one quickly and pushed the other off. Luke grabbed Artie and held him in front of him. "You must be the slayer, pleasure to meet you." He smiled devilishly.

"You must be the vessel, pleasure to kill you soon. Now let him go! And we'll fight this out." He eyed me as he licked some remaining blood of Artie's neck and shoved him off the stage. He staggered up holding his neck and made his way out the building, all eyes focussed on me – but I swear I saw a tanned hand grab Artie's. Shaking my head I looked firmly on at Luke and braced myself.

"Stand down boys; I've never had the pleasure of killing a slayer. The Master is getting stronger, but with your blood he will certainly rise." He smiled wide as his fangs came into full size again, lunging for me. I punched him back and kicked his chest as he fell into a guitar, managing to pick it up and swing it into my ribs. I hissed as it broke in two and steadied myself running and kicking him in the side. I placed my foot on his hands and pulled my stake higher, his eyes widened as I was about to drive it into his heart but two hands grabbed my own and pulled me back, I looked to both my sides to see two strong vampires holding me in place I struggled as Luke got up, annoyed of the fact he's had to have help.

"You're better than I expected. Don't try and struggle, they are warrior vampires. Stronger than imaginable… as you can see." He stalked towards me then, bringing his hand to his forehead and muttering something in Latin. I struggled one last time but it was no use. I bent my legs to kick him but he was too far away. He chuckled as my blood boiled. "Any last wor-"

Luke gasped as he looked down, a silver stake through his chest. I looked on in shock. He stared down at his torso. "You…. Missed…" he tried to laugh but was cut off as the stake drove upwards through his chest and he was turned to dust. I couldn't believe who was stood holding the stake.

The mysterious woman.

She looked on at the two warriors and smirked, "I didn't miss. Just wanted you to see the pain in his face. Now go back to your Master and let him know this girl your holding onto right now is not to be fucked with."

They let go quickly as they backed away, I picked up the drumstick and lunged for one, staking him through his heart. "That's for holding me back and making your boy fight like a pussy! And it only takes one of you to deliver a message… don't think I won't forget you either!" with that, the other warrior was gone with the rest of the vampires as I threw the drumstick on the floor and stared up at the woman.

"That was pretty badass Blondie." She laughed as she jumped off the stage. I went to follow, she held out her hand and I took it. The girl saved my life, I definitely trusted her now. I felt butterflies as she held my hand in hers as I too jumped off the stage. They were warm, a nice contrast to the un-dead ones that were previously holding me.

Her beauty was immensely distracting. It felt as if I was completely lost in an oblivion. It felt hypnotic almost, as her hand guided mine. Through one touch I felt as if I could trust her with the treasures of my heart, yet as I looked at the forming smirk on her lips - she felt almost dangerous. What I was feeling was dangerous, I can't trust random mysterious women in this town. No one can.

I needed to know more. Starting simple...

"Do I at least get your name now?" I ask as she lets go and smiles again. We headed towards the entrance.

"Santana." She nods as I take in her name rolling off her tongue, her raspy vocals enveloping it. It was perfect for her.

"That's a pretty name, is it Spanish?" I could have kicked myself, but It was a pretty name.

"Si, it is. Do I get a thanks?" she smirked again as we stopped walking towards the entrance.

"Oh… I… Thank you, Santana. Even though I could have handled myself." I was being stubborn I know, but that smirk damn annoyed me.

"You know what, I'm sure you could have." I looked to see she was deadly serious. I smiled again, I even blushed. "Your friends are outside; I gave that bitten boy to them before I headed back in. He should be fine."

"Thank you, again." She was the one who blushed now. We opened the doors together and stepped outside.

I quickly ran over to Artie who was sat with an ambulance, he informed me he was ok, just felt a little faint. Quinn told me Santana had carried him out and insisted them to stay here until we both returned. I gave them a brief of what happened and Will ran over to Santana, thanking her. I told everyone to go home and hugged them good night, Puck being the last.

"I think your friend is waiting for you." He whispered in my ear as I turned to see Santana shyly standing there, her dark hair blowing in the light breeze and her hands in the pockets of her long black coat. I nod to Noah.

"See you at school tomorrow Puckerman, bright and early. Be safe." He smiled and winked as I playfully slapped him and walked towards Santana.

"Walk me home?" I smiled again and she returned it, nodding politely and walking with me towards the alley where we first met.

We were a few blocks from my house, deciding to take the longer way and enjoy the fresh air. We walked mostly in silence, but it was comfortable – well, apart from when we both caught each other looking and immediately had shy smiles. I decided to say something.

"Why… why do you fight vampires?" I was hesitant, but again a small smile crept on her face as she looked my way.

"Somebody has to."

"Yeah, well I'm the slayer. It's my job." She chuckles and nods her head in agreement. "So… where are your parents?" she stops suddenly, and for the first time I saw a pained look on her face. Her eyebrows furrowed as I really looked into her eyes, they were almost black. But none of the less, effortlessly beautiful like the rest of her. She coughed quietly and looked away.

"They're… dead." She spoke monotone, almost as if she had no emotion. But I could tell by her eyes, it was there… deep down.

"Vampires?" I asked again as she swiftly turned her head round again, eyes wide in shock as she nodded.

"It was."

Mentally kicking myself for going on to a topic which was obviously off the cards for her, I decided to stay in silence again. I glanced over and she seemed to be in deep thought, staring at the ground. We we're only a few minutes away now. I breathed in and turned the street corner with Santana beside me, she grabbed my fore arm.

"Someone's here." She stared up and looked around, I did too. I couldn't hear or see nothing. How did she know? She took a look too a nearby tree and held up her finger for me to stay. I pouted in response as she rolled her eyes and walked across the road towards it. It all happened so suddenly.

The warrior vampire from before jumped out and slammed a crow bar into her back as she grunted in pain and fell to the floor. I didn't even realise I was already running to her. I kicked him back as hard and reached for my stake.

"Brittany." She hissed as I helped her up, "No… look…" she pointed to the road we just came from… another 5 warrior vampires were running towards us.

"Shit!" I lifted her again as she hissed, "Come on! Let's get to my house. Sorry San, but you gotta run right now." She laughed and I heard her say 'You called me San' as we both took off down the street. Seeing my porch in view I smiled in relief, looking behind to see the warrior's gaining on us. I came up the few steps and looked to see Santana jogging up the drive clutching her side. She must be in so much pain. I kicked the plant pot and immediately took the key, slotting it in as soon as possible. Santana stood dumbfounded as I stepped inside. "Santana, come in now!" she snapped out off of the steps and leapt in, just as the vampires reached my drive.

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