Author: Guyver Prime.
A/N: This story takes place at the beginning of season 5 of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. The Initiative is gone but not forgotten, Dawn has arrived and Glory is still to come.
Legal stuff: I don't own Buffy or Guyver or anything. I'm just a fan of them both. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Prologue
It was a rare thing if you could go out at night and get food. Well in this town anyway. Actually, that wasn't really true. Getting food at night was easy.but not if you didn't have a pulse. Stepping out without a pulse, a heartbeat and, what had been deemed 'a pale complexion', meant you had a target on your back. If you're a vampire in this town.you will be hunted. You are prey.
Andy Becker hadn't been a vampire for very long. Although nobody would ever expect to become a vampire, being one was nothing like the films or TV shows. Andy found that the loneliness he had in his life had followed him into death. Sure, gangs of vampires hung around but they didn't want a window salesman vampire to join them. Instinct was all that kept him going so far and he had gotten used to blood. He needed it. He craved it. He felt no emotions. He accepted Becker was gone. All that was left was a vampire. All that was left was the thirst. Then he found out. He had heard about her in passing conversation. Talk amongst the other bloodsuckers. Talk about a girl. The girl. The slayer. A super powered vampire slayer. Trained to fight and kill them. Also a bit of a free-lancer, as she killed anything that was dead, oozed slime or was remotely monster like. And although apparently a hottie, the slayer is someone to be avoided. Still, Andy was surprised. Vampire's afraid of a girl? And it wasn't a few either. Sure some cocky ones said they could take her. However the majority of vampires were very serious when it came to the slayer.
So when Andy eventually 'met' her, he knew he'd have to fight. But he didn't expect what he got. She was blonde. She was strong. She could fight. She was a hottie. She wouldn't shut up.
"Seriously you have no idea what it's like do you I mean you wanna have some privacy but you turn and she's there you turn and she's there." The blonde girl just went on and on, venting whatever was on her mind whilst beating up Andy. "And mum just wants me to be responsible big sister and Dawn follows me everywhere I go and you can see I have things to do and she thinks the whole slayer thing is fun but it is not."
"Please kill me." The girl didn't even hear Andy's plea as she swept his legs out from under him.
"And another thing is her diary which I'm sure she fills with lies about me." She stopped suddenly. Noticing Andy's bored expression as he lay on the damp grass of the cemetery.
"Oh! Of all the!" She lunged down at him. Andy felt a strange relief as a wooden stake was angrily plunged into his heart, reducing him to dust. Buffy got up, brushed her self-off and walked away, still talking, with a hurt and angry look on her face. "Y'know it's so rude when they don't listen.it's like I'm not even here."
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Looking on from a van, two men had watched the whole scene with night vision goggles.
"What do you think Greg?" the driver said to the man watching from the passengers seat.
"With all the other creatures here we'll fit right in." the passenger said with a smirk. "But what about that girl? Think she could be a problem?"
"I doubt it. With her killing the other pathetic freaks, we'd be under the radar until it's too late."
"Yeah. We'll be gods here."
"We will indeed. Call the boss. Then call the other rogue zoanoid's. We just found a new home."
A/N: This story takes place at the beginning of season 5 of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. The Initiative is gone but not forgotten, Dawn has arrived and Glory is still to come.
Legal stuff: I don't own Buffy or Guyver or anything. I'm just a fan of them both. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Prologue
It was a rare thing if you could go out at night and get food. Well in this town anyway. Actually, that wasn't really true. Getting food at night was easy.but not if you didn't have a pulse. Stepping out without a pulse, a heartbeat and, what had been deemed 'a pale complexion', meant you had a target on your back. If you're a vampire in this town.you will be hunted. You are prey.
Andy Becker hadn't been a vampire for very long. Although nobody would ever expect to become a vampire, being one was nothing like the films or TV shows. Andy found that the loneliness he had in his life had followed him into death. Sure, gangs of vampires hung around but they didn't want a window salesman vampire to join them. Instinct was all that kept him going so far and he had gotten used to blood. He needed it. He craved it. He felt no emotions. He accepted Becker was gone. All that was left was a vampire. All that was left was the thirst. Then he found out. He had heard about her in passing conversation. Talk amongst the other bloodsuckers. Talk about a girl. The girl. The slayer. A super powered vampire slayer. Trained to fight and kill them. Also a bit of a free-lancer, as she killed anything that was dead, oozed slime or was remotely monster like. And although apparently a hottie, the slayer is someone to be avoided. Still, Andy was surprised. Vampire's afraid of a girl? And it wasn't a few either. Sure some cocky ones said they could take her. However the majority of vampires were very serious when it came to the slayer.
So when Andy eventually 'met' her, he knew he'd have to fight. But he didn't expect what he got. She was blonde. She was strong. She could fight. She was a hottie. She wouldn't shut up.
"Seriously you have no idea what it's like do you I mean you wanna have some privacy but you turn and she's there you turn and she's there." The blonde girl just went on and on, venting whatever was on her mind whilst beating up Andy. "And mum just wants me to be responsible big sister and Dawn follows me everywhere I go and you can see I have things to do and she thinks the whole slayer thing is fun but it is not."
"Please kill me." The girl didn't even hear Andy's plea as she swept his legs out from under him.
"And another thing is her diary which I'm sure she fills with lies about me." She stopped suddenly. Noticing Andy's bored expression as he lay on the damp grass of the cemetery.
"Oh! Of all the!" She lunged down at him. Andy felt a strange relief as a wooden stake was angrily plunged into his heart, reducing him to dust. Buffy got up, brushed her self-off and walked away, still talking, with a hurt and angry look on her face. "Y'know it's so rude when they don't listen.it's like I'm not even here."
---
Looking on from a van, two men had watched the whole scene with night vision goggles.
"What do you think Greg?" the driver said to the man watching from the passengers seat.
"With all the other creatures here we'll fit right in." the passenger said with a smirk. "But what about that girl? Think she could be a problem?"
"I doubt it. With her killing the other pathetic freaks, we'd be under the radar until it's too late."
"Yeah. We'll be gods here."
"We will indeed. Call the boss. Then call the other rogue zoanoid's. We just found a new home."