Unmade History
He blocked each move she made. Fire in his deep blue eyes, loving the battle, her years of training did not help her. She was finally winning though, about to strike the final blow when an explosion outside blew glass into the room. She covered her eyes to shield her from the glass, he took advantage of the diversion to try and turn things around. The fight continued, neither side were clearly winning. She made a mistake and he had her. She felt his teeth sink into her neck and drain the life from her body. It was over.
Natalie awoke from the dream with a start. She felt the power within her mounting, it was no dream. It was her time to face the monsters, the vampires, she was now the Slayer.
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She sat in the middle of the room, trying to centre herself. Her Watcher, John, was pacing around. He was excited that she was now a slayer, she couldn't see the difference, she was stronger but she had always been alive to face vampires before.
"Will you please stop pacing? I can't concentrate on my studies with you constantly doing that!"
"I apologise. I'm trying to find a book you will now need. Please continue."
He is so English, she thought. However, she was in England now she had to remind herself, not France. She closed her eyes and focused again. A flash of a vision came to her; she was the dead slayer facing the Vampire, his eyes on fire. She could feel the heat between them, he wanted her, craved her blood and the fight. Part of her craved it too. Natalie gasped, brought back to the room in which she now sat cross legged.
"Are you alright?" John was by her side.
"Yes, but I saw it again!"
"The fight?" She nodded. "It is to be expected. Your powers have grown, you can sense Vampires, you know when danger is coming. Maybe we should look into this fight? It may pose a danger to you, I will contact the council at once."
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She slept lightly. Each sound was dragging her away from her slumber. The council had given a name to the face that now haunted her, William the Bloody. He was one of a quartet of Vampires that was tearing their way around the world, last seen in China. Natalie could feel him hunting her now, she was what he craved. Her blood, her fight and she felt the craving too, felt him. His eyes watching from far away, wanting only her. She sat bolt up right in bed.
"Goodness! No, I can't!" She quickly dressed and went out to hunt. She needed to hunt and kill some Vampires to feel clean once more.
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Nat wandered slowly around the dark Scottish village. It had been plagued by what the locals thought were monsters for a month now. John now posed as a hunter; he got the praise while she did the work. He had changed a lot over the last month; he was more domineering, dragging her from place to place looking for the kill that would put them in the history books. She heard a shuffle behind her, she stopped and closed her eyes, concentrating. Turning swiftly and pinning her stalker to the nearest wall, it was John.
"I could've killed you!"
"I trust you." He shrugged her off and grabbed her by the waist. "You left quietly."
"I didn't want to wake you."
He pulled her closer to him, she tried to break free of his hold.
"John, stop it!"
"You're mine now. You do what I say." He kissed her hard; she felt sick, closed her eyes and wished someone would come and drag them apart. She wished William would find her at that very moment and take the blood he craved.
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She lay on the bed hugging her knees to her chest. The sun was up so she couldn't go hunting now, he turned, moaning in his sleep. She closed her eyes, trying to be anywhere but here. She drifted into her fantasy. The fight. He knew each move she would make and vice versa, he was connected to her like no other person had ever been. He saw her soul, his eyes were...
Suddenly she was pulled back into the room, her prison.
"About time! I've been trying to wake you. It's time to move on, we are leaving for France."
John was worried, he seemed to be looking about constantly.
"What's wrong?" Natalie asked bearing it no longer.
"I've had word from the council, about the vampire that killed the previous slayer."
"William?" Natalie said a bit too eagerly.
John looked at her dubiously.
"Know thy enemy, you taught me that."
"He has discovered you are the slayer and is hunting us, I'm afraid we will have to be moving around a lot more."
The carriage was ready and they boarded heading for Dover. From the shadows a blond Vampire watched as the girl peered out of the open door one last time.
"The hunt begins, luv."
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Natalie adored France, she had grown up here but, she was sent to England when she was nine. She had been a potential slayer the majority of her life. If she stopped and thought, being the Slayer was her life and she knew deep inside now she was the chosen one. She was not long for this earth.
She felt him. William was on their trail she could feel it, she didn't tell John, deep in her heart she wanted to be caught. The abuse she received made her sick yet she couldn't remember how and when it had deteriorated to this level. He had her under his power, she could snap him like a twig but she knew she wouldn't when faced with him. His eyes, cold, unloving not like William's at all, they were full of fire. She had to remind herself that it was bad fire but it excited her.
This night John had let her go out alone, which after 2 months of him not letting her out of his sight could not be a good thing. She knew that it was about power now, he had it and he had to control her with it, this was a way of throwing her off to keep her on edge. Well that's what she hoped. Natalie really hoped he wasn't planning something back at the apartment. She closed her eyes and pictured the blue ones that always pulled her through the violence and the pain. She was sitting at a small café, when she opened her eyes she saw him, her heart jumped to the back of her throat.
William was talking to a young girl about her age, the body language told Natalie that she was his next meal. He started to lead her away, Natalie quickly followed, they ducked into an ally way.
"Silly girl!" Natalie said under her breath. She followed into the ally but kept out of sight, she had never been this close to him and didn't know how she would react.
He was kissing her and slowly moving his lips to her neck. Natalie knew now was the time to act but she found herself unable to move, part of her, the human and yet primal part, wanted to watch. She was fascinated at the poetry of the kill, the way he turned such an awful act into a thing of beauty, but the other part, the Slayer, was screaming for the fight, the kill, soon the Slayer took over.
She ran at him pushing him off the girl.
"Run for your life!" She yelled at her, the girl did exactly that. She wasn't as silly as Natalie first thought.
"Slayer!" William said in a deep, menacing voice, which made the human part of her quiver.
"You shouldn't have come after me William." His eyes lit up when she said his name.
"You know who I am?"
Natalie smiled, "When you kill a Slayer, you become more than just your average vampire, you become a threat to our existence. I like to know my enemies."
He paused, tilting his head to one side eyeing her up. She did not need to assess him. Nat had replayed his fight with the last Slayer so many times she knew it by heart. She let him take her in, the human part of her melting inside.
"So, did you come here to thank me for hurrying along your calling or to fight?" He asked finally.
Before she could answer he pounced like a tiger, she took a step back but he managed to throw her against the wall. It pushed the air out of her lungs and she felt dizzy, he was coming at her again. Nat recovered and blocked the punch he threw, she continued to block every move he made, he fought like a boxer and it was easy to see in his eyes the move that was about to come.
"What the hell? Are you reading my mind slayer?" The Vampire was astonished and breathing hard out of habit rather than need. She finally went on the attack, kicking and punching until she had him pinned to the wall. Nat pulled out her stake but paused when it came to the kill, the human part couldn't do it. Although his demon face now showed, his blue eyes were there, piercing into her soul. He took advantage of the pause and threw her to the ground.
"You're not ready for me yet, Slayer." He turned to flee then stopped. "And for the record the name's Spike!"
She exhaled and cursed herself for failing to kill him, then a smile crossed her lips. Spike? Spike made him sound even better some how, she gave in to her feelings that night and no longer held them back.
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Natalie was busy cleaning herself up, she didn't want to look too bad for John he'd have too many questions and she didn't want to share right now. She shook off the water and started to make her way up the stairs to the apartment when she noticed a shadow lurking in the ally. She backed up and went to investigate.
"I see you, you can't hide from me."
The shadow moved into the light it was a female with a long flowing red dress, her hair was dark and wild but her eyes were seducing.
"Who are you, what do you want?"
Natalie was scared of her. She had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that something bad had happened. The woman began to sway slightly and seemed to be staring right through into Natalie's soul.
"I'm your worst nightmare!" Her voice was soft as if it were part of the wind itself. "The star's whisper to me, they say you don't want to play with me, but that's alright precious."
She started to circle around Natalie. "My Spike and I don't need no Slayers to play with. We've got a nice ripe tick tock instead." Natalie tried to understand what she was saying.
"I don't." She paused "You and William are partners?"
The woman drew back from her as if she had suddenly become a pillar of fire. There was shock in her eyes.
"He's inside, your veins plead for him. You don't want your tick tock, you want him!" She pointed at Natalie, her long delicate finger shaking. Natalie realised what she was talking about.
"You have John?" Natalie was shocked. She had to get him! Then, she stopped, why did she have to? He kept her prisoner, held her back, she smiled. "Spike is going to kill him? He wants me to come to him and save my watcher?"
There was fear in the woman's face, she began to shake.
"The stars have told, they are naughty for telling, it's all spoilt! The game can't be played if there's cheating!" Her entire body seemed to change, she looked like a ghost.
"Not spoilt, just changed. Go. Play with him, hurt him, kill him. Do what you want. I don't want or need him anymore!"
The woman went back to her child like appearance drawing back towards Natalie.
"They whisper that I am bad now, that what I do is wrong." She leant close to Natalie. "But you are the wicked one, what you are is wrong. He'll never love you back!" She smiled and danced off into the street.
Natalie stood for a moment, she shook her head as if to shake the woman's words out. She had to run, he'd come for her when he found out she wasn't coming after John. She rushed into the apartment to gather as much as she could carry alone.
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She had been chased for a month now and she was tired. Natalie finally settled in a small village outside of Paris. They had followed soon after. She watched them a lot, the woman knew when she was there. Her eyes flittered around, searching for her. Sometimes she saw Natalie but most times Spike distracted her. Spike never saw her and deep inside Natalie it killed her that he didn't. She had now tamed the Slayer within her and now when the time came she would let him kill her, he was the only one worthy.
She watched the pair for a moment more, Spike suddenly looked directly at her and smiled. Natalie's heart raced, he saw her, they stayed eyes locked for a few seconds then he walked away. Natalie was confused, her head spinning, why did he walk away? It wasn't what she was expecting, had he given up the hunt? Was that his goodbye? It can't be! Natalie shook off the feeling and went on the hunt.
The next night there were no vampires around, everything was peaceful, too quiet for her. She went back to the small room she now called home. Books were all over the floor; she was studying magick and had become a good witch. She filled in the watcher journal about the lack of activity, it was the only personal item of John's she had kept. She wrote about his death, omitting the fact that it was Spike that killed him and that she had not rushed to help him. Since then she had written nearly everyday and had studied. She had begun to think she was a better Watcher than he ever was.
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A week had passed and she had not seen Spike. She had been concentrating on her magick but now a panic had set in. She woke up around noon and dressed, she was going to hunt for him today. She pushed her way through the crowded market place, she had seen them here many times and guessed that they must be staying near here. She saw a shadow and it made her heart skip, a young woman stepped out adjusting her clothes, Natalie cursed under her breath.
She had fallen for him and fallen hard. It was tearing her up inside, she needed to find him. It was pointless fighting without him to loose to.
She continued her search becoming more disheartened with each passing minute. Night was passing fast and she had all but given up hope of finding him, she was becoming tired and headed back to her apartment.
She passed a café, recognising it from her first contact with Spike. She glanced over to the ally and saw movement in the shadows, could it be? she thought. She went towards it and the shadow withdrew into the ally.
Natalie chased the shadow catching up with the dark haired vampire.
"Not running from me are you?"
"I have no grievance with you Slayer, but don't make me change my mind."
He had an Irish twinge to his voice and she could see from his body language he didn't want to fight her.
"So why are you watching me?"
"A friend of mine came after you, I was checking he didn't get you."
"Concern from a vampire, that's new, but no Spike hasn't caught me yet."
"He's still using that name then? Well, I saw what I came to see, glad he didn't get you. Guess one was all he'll be know for." The vampire turned to leave.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Then it wasn't you who dusted him? Must have been in a brawl, I told him it would be the death of him!"
"What do you mean? He's dead?" Her voice began to quake.
"From what I heard, yes." She blasted energy at him throwing him against the wall.
"You're lying, it's another game!" The vampire got up with a smile.
"No game, he's history!"
She blasted him again, turned and ran, her mind was racing and her hands crackled with energy. She stopped dead and took in her surroundings, she was on a roof top with tears streaming down her face. If he wasn't dead which she didn't believe he was, he had sent that vampire to tell her, he'd given up and he didn't want her to come after him. She looked down below, no vampire could kill her that was more worthy than him and the only way out was death. She was breathing heavy, her heart racing. She stopped crying and placed her hand on her chest and concentrated. Shutting down her Slayer part, bringing the human in control again, her powers now dormant she would not survive the fall. She looked ahead.
"Only I am worthy of this kill now." She stepped forward, falling to her death.
A crowd gathered, no one knew the girl, she died alone, unloved.
"Poor child." People muttered as news spread from person to person.
A figure stepped from the café and lit a cigarette, wandered over to see what the commotion was about, when he saw who it was he cursed and stormed off.
"How dare she take my kill, two years bloody wasted!" He flicked the cigarette into the gutter and leaned against the wall. He closed his eyes and her face was there in his head.
"Would've been a nice fight as well, wouldn't mind losing to that one." He tried to shake it off and disappeared into the crowd.
Natalie watched him from a few feet away. She was stuck between worlds now, forever watching him. Never touching him. She listened to him curse her and his final admiration of her skill and could only think one thing. "Wish you had turned up earlier!"
He blocked each move she made. Fire in his deep blue eyes, loving the battle, her years of training did not help her. She was finally winning though, about to strike the final blow when an explosion outside blew glass into the room. She covered her eyes to shield her from the glass, he took advantage of the diversion to try and turn things around. The fight continued, neither side were clearly winning. She made a mistake and he had her. She felt his teeth sink into her neck and drain the life from her body. It was over.
Natalie awoke from the dream with a start. She felt the power within her mounting, it was no dream. It was her time to face the monsters, the vampires, she was now the Slayer.
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She sat in the middle of the room, trying to centre herself. Her Watcher, John, was pacing around. He was excited that she was now a slayer, she couldn't see the difference, she was stronger but she had always been alive to face vampires before.
"Will you please stop pacing? I can't concentrate on my studies with you constantly doing that!"
"I apologise. I'm trying to find a book you will now need. Please continue."
He is so English, she thought. However, she was in England now she had to remind herself, not France. She closed her eyes and focused again. A flash of a vision came to her; she was the dead slayer facing the Vampire, his eyes on fire. She could feel the heat between them, he wanted her, craved her blood and the fight. Part of her craved it too. Natalie gasped, brought back to the room in which she now sat cross legged.
"Are you alright?" John was by her side.
"Yes, but I saw it again!"
"The fight?" She nodded. "It is to be expected. Your powers have grown, you can sense Vampires, you know when danger is coming. Maybe we should look into this fight? It may pose a danger to you, I will contact the council at once."
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She slept lightly. Each sound was dragging her away from her slumber. The council had given a name to the face that now haunted her, William the Bloody. He was one of a quartet of Vampires that was tearing their way around the world, last seen in China. Natalie could feel him hunting her now, she was what he craved. Her blood, her fight and she felt the craving too, felt him. His eyes watching from far away, wanting only her. She sat bolt up right in bed.
"Goodness! No, I can't!" She quickly dressed and went out to hunt. She needed to hunt and kill some Vampires to feel clean once more.
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Nat wandered slowly around the dark Scottish village. It had been plagued by what the locals thought were monsters for a month now. John now posed as a hunter; he got the praise while she did the work. He had changed a lot over the last month; he was more domineering, dragging her from place to place looking for the kill that would put them in the history books. She heard a shuffle behind her, she stopped and closed her eyes, concentrating. Turning swiftly and pinning her stalker to the nearest wall, it was John.
"I could've killed you!"
"I trust you." He shrugged her off and grabbed her by the waist. "You left quietly."
"I didn't want to wake you."
He pulled her closer to him, she tried to break free of his hold.
"John, stop it!"
"You're mine now. You do what I say." He kissed her hard; she felt sick, closed her eyes and wished someone would come and drag them apart. She wished William would find her at that very moment and take the blood he craved.
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She lay on the bed hugging her knees to her chest. The sun was up so she couldn't go hunting now, he turned, moaning in his sleep. She closed her eyes, trying to be anywhere but here. She drifted into her fantasy. The fight. He knew each move she would make and vice versa, he was connected to her like no other person had ever been. He saw her soul, his eyes were...
Suddenly she was pulled back into the room, her prison.
"About time! I've been trying to wake you. It's time to move on, we are leaving for France."
John was worried, he seemed to be looking about constantly.
"What's wrong?" Natalie asked bearing it no longer.
"I've had word from the council, about the vampire that killed the previous slayer."
"William?" Natalie said a bit too eagerly.
John looked at her dubiously.
"Know thy enemy, you taught me that."
"He has discovered you are the slayer and is hunting us, I'm afraid we will have to be moving around a lot more."
The carriage was ready and they boarded heading for Dover. From the shadows a blond Vampire watched as the girl peered out of the open door one last time.
"The hunt begins, luv."
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Natalie adored France, she had grown up here but, she was sent to England when she was nine. She had been a potential slayer the majority of her life. If she stopped and thought, being the Slayer was her life and she knew deep inside now she was the chosen one. She was not long for this earth.
She felt him. William was on their trail she could feel it, she didn't tell John, deep in her heart she wanted to be caught. The abuse she received made her sick yet she couldn't remember how and when it had deteriorated to this level. He had her under his power, she could snap him like a twig but she knew she wouldn't when faced with him. His eyes, cold, unloving not like William's at all, they were full of fire. She had to remind herself that it was bad fire but it excited her.
This night John had let her go out alone, which after 2 months of him not letting her out of his sight could not be a good thing. She knew that it was about power now, he had it and he had to control her with it, this was a way of throwing her off to keep her on edge. Well that's what she hoped. Natalie really hoped he wasn't planning something back at the apartment. She closed her eyes and pictured the blue ones that always pulled her through the violence and the pain. She was sitting at a small café, when she opened her eyes she saw him, her heart jumped to the back of her throat.
William was talking to a young girl about her age, the body language told Natalie that she was his next meal. He started to lead her away, Natalie quickly followed, they ducked into an ally way.
"Silly girl!" Natalie said under her breath. She followed into the ally but kept out of sight, she had never been this close to him and didn't know how she would react.
He was kissing her and slowly moving his lips to her neck. Natalie knew now was the time to act but she found herself unable to move, part of her, the human and yet primal part, wanted to watch. She was fascinated at the poetry of the kill, the way he turned such an awful act into a thing of beauty, but the other part, the Slayer, was screaming for the fight, the kill, soon the Slayer took over.
She ran at him pushing him off the girl.
"Run for your life!" She yelled at her, the girl did exactly that. She wasn't as silly as Natalie first thought.
"Slayer!" William said in a deep, menacing voice, which made the human part of her quiver.
"You shouldn't have come after me William." His eyes lit up when she said his name.
"You know who I am?"
Natalie smiled, "When you kill a Slayer, you become more than just your average vampire, you become a threat to our existence. I like to know my enemies."
He paused, tilting his head to one side eyeing her up. She did not need to assess him. Nat had replayed his fight with the last Slayer so many times she knew it by heart. She let him take her in, the human part of her melting inside.
"So, did you come here to thank me for hurrying along your calling or to fight?" He asked finally.
Before she could answer he pounced like a tiger, she took a step back but he managed to throw her against the wall. It pushed the air out of her lungs and she felt dizzy, he was coming at her again. Nat recovered and blocked the punch he threw, she continued to block every move he made, he fought like a boxer and it was easy to see in his eyes the move that was about to come.
"What the hell? Are you reading my mind slayer?" The Vampire was astonished and breathing hard out of habit rather than need. She finally went on the attack, kicking and punching until she had him pinned to the wall. Nat pulled out her stake but paused when it came to the kill, the human part couldn't do it. Although his demon face now showed, his blue eyes were there, piercing into her soul. He took advantage of the pause and threw her to the ground.
"You're not ready for me yet, Slayer." He turned to flee then stopped. "And for the record the name's Spike!"
She exhaled and cursed herself for failing to kill him, then a smile crossed her lips. Spike? Spike made him sound even better some how, she gave in to her feelings that night and no longer held them back.
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Natalie was busy cleaning herself up, she didn't want to look too bad for John he'd have too many questions and she didn't want to share right now. She shook off the water and started to make her way up the stairs to the apartment when she noticed a shadow lurking in the ally. She backed up and went to investigate.
"I see you, you can't hide from me."
The shadow moved into the light it was a female with a long flowing red dress, her hair was dark and wild but her eyes were seducing.
"Who are you, what do you want?"
Natalie was scared of her. She had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that something bad had happened. The woman began to sway slightly and seemed to be staring right through into Natalie's soul.
"I'm your worst nightmare!" Her voice was soft as if it were part of the wind itself. "The star's whisper to me, they say you don't want to play with me, but that's alright precious."
She started to circle around Natalie. "My Spike and I don't need no Slayers to play with. We've got a nice ripe tick tock instead." Natalie tried to understand what she was saying.
"I don't." She paused "You and William are partners?"
The woman drew back from her as if she had suddenly become a pillar of fire. There was shock in her eyes.
"He's inside, your veins plead for him. You don't want your tick tock, you want him!" She pointed at Natalie, her long delicate finger shaking. Natalie realised what she was talking about.
"You have John?" Natalie was shocked. She had to get him! Then, she stopped, why did she have to? He kept her prisoner, held her back, she smiled. "Spike is going to kill him? He wants me to come to him and save my watcher?"
There was fear in the woman's face, she began to shake.
"The stars have told, they are naughty for telling, it's all spoilt! The game can't be played if there's cheating!" Her entire body seemed to change, she looked like a ghost.
"Not spoilt, just changed. Go. Play with him, hurt him, kill him. Do what you want. I don't want or need him anymore!"
The woman went back to her child like appearance drawing back towards Natalie.
"They whisper that I am bad now, that what I do is wrong." She leant close to Natalie. "But you are the wicked one, what you are is wrong. He'll never love you back!" She smiled and danced off into the street.
Natalie stood for a moment, she shook her head as if to shake the woman's words out. She had to run, he'd come for her when he found out she wasn't coming after John. She rushed into the apartment to gather as much as she could carry alone.
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She had been chased for a month now and she was tired. Natalie finally settled in a small village outside of Paris. They had followed soon after. She watched them a lot, the woman knew when she was there. Her eyes flittered around, searching for her. Sometimes she saw Natalie but most times Spike distracted her. Spike never saw her and deep inside Natalie it killed her that he didn't. She had now tamed the Slayer within her and now when the time came she would let him kill her, he was the only one worthy.
She watched the pair for a moment more, Spike suddenly looked directly at her and smiled. Natalie's heart raced, he saw her, they stayed eyes locked for a few seconds then he walked away. Natalie was confused, her head spinning, why did he walk away? It wasn't what she was expecting, had he given up the hunt? Was that his goodbye? It can't be! Natalie shook off the feeling and went on the hunt.
The next night there were no vampires around, everything was peaceful, too quiet for her. She went back to the small room she now called home. Books were all over the floor; she was studying magick and had become a good witch. She filled in the watcher journal about the lack of activity, it was the only personal item of John's she had kept. She wrote about his death, omitting the fact that it was Spike that killed him and that she had not rushed to help him. Since then she had written nearly everyday and had studied. She had begun to think she was a better Watcher than he ever was.
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A week had passed and she had not seen Spike. She had been concentrating on her magick but now a panic had set in. She woke up around noon and dressed, she was going to hunt for him today. She pushed her way through the crowded market place, she had seen them here many times and guessed that they must be staying near here. She saw a shadow and it made her heart skip, a young woman stepped out adjusting her clothes, Natalie cursed under her breath.
She had fallen for him and fallen hard. It was tearing her up inside, she needed to find him. It was pointless fighting without him to loose to.
She continued her search becoming more disheartened with each passing minute. Night was passing fast and she had all but given up hope of finding him, she was becoming tired and headed back to her apartment.
She passed a café, recognising it from her first contact with Spike. She glanced over to the ally and saw movement in the shadows, could it be? she thought. She went towards it and the shadow withdrew into the ally.
Natalie chased the shadow catching up with the dark haired vampire.
"Not running from me are you?"
"I have no grievance with you Slayer, but don't make me change my mind."
He had an Irish twinge to his voice and she could see from his body language he didn't want to fight her.
"So why are you watching me?"
"A friend of mine came after you, I was checking he didn't get you."
"Concern from a vampire, that's new, but no Spike hasn't caught me yet."
"He's still using that name then? Well, I saw what I came to see, glad he didn't get you. Guess one was all he'll be know for." The vampire turned to leave.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Then it wasn't you who dusted him? Must have been in a brawl, I told him it would be the death of him!"
"What do you mean? He's dead?" Her voice began to quake.
"From what I heard, yes." She blasted energy at him throwing him against the wall.
"You're lying, it's another game!" The vampire got up with a smile.
"No game, he's history!"
She blasted him again, turned and ran, her mind was racing and her hands crackled with energy. She stopped dead and took in her surroundings, she was on a roof top with tears streaming down her face. If he wasn't dead which she didn't believe he was, he had sent that vampire to tell her, he'd given up and he didn't want her to come after him. She looked down below, no vampire could kill her that was more worthy than him and the only way out was death. She was breathing heavy, her heart racing. She stopped crying and placed her hand on her chest and concentrated. Shutting down her Slayer part, bringing the human in control again, her powers now dormant she would not survive the fall. She looked ahead.
"Only I am worthy of this kill now." She stepped forward, falling to her death.
A crowd gathered, no one knew the girl, she died alone, unloved.
"Poor child." People muttered as news spread from person to person.
A figure stepped from the café and lit a cigarette, wandered over to see what the commotion was about, when he saw who it was he cursed and stormed off.
"How dare she take my kill, two years bloody wasted!" He flicked the cigarette into the gutter and leaned against the wall. He closed his eyes and her face was there in his head.
"Would've been a nice fight as well, wouldn't mind losing to that one." He tried to shake it off and disappeared into the crowd.
Natalie watched him from a few feet away. She was stuck between worlds now, forever watching him. Never touching him. She listened to him curse her and his final admiration of her skill and could only think one thing. "Wish you had turned up earlier!"
