Before
Brooklyn, New York, 1981:
The alley is dark and ends in a fenced off dead end. Fast footsteps are approaching, and a girl wearing shiny faux leather pants and a black shirt with red print that says "Fuck Off", runs hysterically down the alley. The gothy girl has a new look of terror on her pale white face when she reaches the end of the alley and find the dead end. She attempts to hide herself behind a beat up green dumpster but her tall spiked hair pokes over the edge. Her pursuer reaches the end of the alley. He is tall and muscular, with pale skin and a contorted face with fierce yellow catty eyes, he wears a simple black T-shirt and jeans. Unlike the girl he is calm and walks slowly towards the dumpster.
"Come on out now. I promise I don't bite…wait yes I do." He says and smiles evilly at his bad joke, revealing sharp fangs.
"Help me!" The girl screams. The man throws the dumpster against the other wall of the alley and rams the girl up against the wall.
"Well hello there." He says and opens his mouth to bite down on her neck.
"Hi." He whirls around to see a red haired pigtailed, mid-height, girl. She looks very out of place in such a slummy place, wearing a tiny pink belly shirt and faded cut off jean shorts. She smiles. "Oh you weren't talking to me were you?"
The man jumps at the red head and throws the other girl against the wall knocking her out. He lands on her and push her to the ground. She is unafraid. He leans in to bit her, when, unfenced to him, she pulls a wooden stake out of her back pocket and put her hand between his chest and hers. The man leans in. Suddenly he stops and looks at the sky in pain as the stake pierces his heart. The man bursts into dust and is blown away be the wind.
The girl stands, brushes her self off and walks over to the slumped body of the Goth girl. She checks for a pulse and finds that there is one. She picks the girl up walks back to the street and lays her down on a bench. The red head checks her watch, it's 12:03 PM.
"Just another night's work." She mutters to herself, and walks down the street to flag a cab down.
Author's note: All characters in this story belong to me except it was inspired by Joss Wendon's Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and one Buffy character has a short appearance in the end.