In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons, and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer.

Carly and Freddie entered the hallway where their apartments were.

"Well, iCarly's on tomorrow," Carly said.

"Yeah, I guess we'll work on planning tonight," Freddie said. He looked over at Carly's door and frowned. "Since when did Spencer become religious?" he asked, confused.

"Religious?" Carly asked. "Spencer's an atheist." She looked and saw a cross on the door.

"Umm, Spencer?" Carly called. "The door's locked and I forgot my key!"

"You can't get in, huh?" Spencer called. "That means I have to invite you in!"

"No, just unlock the door!" Carly yelled.

Spencer opened the door quickly enough for the cross to hit Carly smack in the forehead. Carly fell back into Freddie's arms.

"Are you ok?" Freddie said. He paused. "Do you need some huggin' from Freddie?"

Carly got up and glared at him.

"Sorry," he said, scratching his head.

Spencer poked his head through the door. "Ah-hah!" he yelled. "The cross injured you! That means you're…"

Carly pushed passed him and into the apartment.

"…not a vampire," said Spencer, disappointed. Freddie followed him inside.

"I thought that door opened inwards," Freddie said, frowning.

"I modified it," Spencer said, holding up a wrench. "Now it can be opened both ways so I can hit it against someone if I think they're a vampire."

"Ya hit me," Carly groaned, feeling her head. "Why in the world would I be a vampire?"

Spencer ran over to the computer and showed them what was in the Seattle Times.

"A mysterious serial killer is on the loose in Seattle," Carly read. "According to the police report, his victims have been found drained of their blood. The killer's mark is reportedly 2 marks on the neck of his/her victim."

"So you think it's someone like that vampire girl Harmony Kendall on Harmony Bites, right?" Freddie asked.

"No!" Spencer yelled. "Harmony Kendall's too hot to be this vampire! We're looking at something much worse than that!"

"I think vampires are pretty cool," Carly said, grabbing a carrot and some whipped cream from the fridge.

"Yeah, well my girlfriend turned out to be a vampire, and it's not funny to have her try to bite you every time you go out to dinner!" Spencer groaned. "Vampires may be cool to everyone else, but I think I'm a pro-slayer."

"You? A pro?" Freddie asked. He and Carly started to laugh.

Spencer glared at him. "Anyway," he said. "One of the slayers was supposed to come by today, but she got ambushed by a bunch of vampire worshippers. She's disappeared."

"So you're protecting yourself from vampires in case they come by and try to kill you," Carly said. She took a look around. There were several crosses on the walls of the Shay apartment, and several steaks. "What's with the steaks?"

"I couldn't find any wooden ones," Spencer replied.

"You're supposed to get a wooden stake!" Freddie groaned, pulling sirloin off the wall. "S-T-A-K-E. Not S-T-E-A-K."

"Oh," said Spencer. "In that case, I'll just cook these for dinner."

"Let me in!" Sam called from outside the door.

"Don't let her in!" Spencer yelled, grabbing a cross. "She could be a vampire!"

"Come on in!" Carly called, ignoring Spencer.

"I can't!" Sam yelled. "The door's locked."

Spencer gave a grim smile, and he went over to the door. He opened it and let Sam in.

Sam began to walk over to the kitchen, but stopped. "Umm...what up with the steaks?"

"Spencer didn't know that you're supposed to use wooden stakes to fight off vampires," Carly said.

"Wooden steaks?" Sam asked. "Ew. I bet they're not even edible."