The day that I lived
"W-Whoa there fang boy, why don't we put the menacing glare away, and ya know, don't hurt me or something...ehehe...please don't try and hurt me, I'm just an ordinary guy, that doesn't want to suffer at the hands of...whatever it is you are. What are you exactly?"
Standing in an alley way was a boy who was of 16 years old. He has golden blonde hair that was chin length with several bangs framing his face, that was accompanied by icy blue eyes, and is of an average height of 5 foot 7 inches, and is of a medium build with white Caucasian skin. He is wearing a red shirt that was buttoned up fully, a black jacket over it which was left unzipped. On his legs, he is wearing jeans of a blue colour, being ripped at the knees.
This boy was called Michael Moonglow
But right now, that wasn't important. What was important was the thing that was in front of him. That was the best way to describe this creature. He knew it wasn't a human, by the face alone. Yet he hadn't ever seen something like it before. He was quite, surprised by it honestly.
Growing up in the sunny town of Sunnydale, he heard rumours of different things happening and such. But he didn't believe them. He couldn't believe that monsters truly existed.
"No more talking. You're food, I am a Vampire. One is the eaten, and the other is the eater. You get what I'm saying? You know which you are?"
The man, or the Vampire as he called himself stood before the boy, bearing his fangs for Michael to see. It was quite bewitching, seeing the fangs of a Vampire, and knew that he was in danger.
"Damn...I get it. You're going to kill me, aren't you? You're going to eat me...whoa, I just realized, that sounds pretty dirty."
Maybe it was the most obvious conclusion, but Michael couldn't comprehend what was going on. A Vampire appearing before him now was unexpected, and he certainly wasn't going to show his fear...at least, he wanted to say that.
Truthfully, he did show his fear. He was afraid of this being. Having been chased by this creature, and thrown against a wall was all he needed to know to know that his life could potentially end.
"Yes, now that we've gotten out of the way, why don't you just stand still and let me eat you already."
"That sounds kinda sexual as I said before."
Michael said with a sly, but also a hint of a timid, smile on his face, despite the situation.
"S-Shut up talking meat! All you are is meat you know!? You're nothing but my meal! You're nothing to someone like me! I am the person you're going to get eaten by! You are going to die, can't you even comprehend what's going on with your life right now!? I am going to murder you!"
The Vampire raged, and pushed Michael against the wall behind him, sending a small amount of pain into his back, though that was by far the main concern that he had right now.
"Now I regret going to the Bronze...damn that Willow, she's killed me. Xander...you're really going to miss out on Willow loving you, jerk...I wish that it was me that she loved...and not you, bastard. Xander...you're probably the person I am going to meet in Hell..."
While having a heavy heart full of feelings, the Vampire roughly grabbed Michael by the shoulders, and went towards his neck.
As he neared, Michael raised his hand, and lightly tapped the Vampire on the shoulder, surprisingly gaining his attention.
"What the fuck do you even want you idiot!? I'm trying to eat you here! If you're trying to prolong your life, then stop it already because I'm getting pissed off now!"
The Vampire's rage became more and more apparent on the mans face, but Michael held up his hand, and an ominous glow happened to surround his fist, the Vampire not noticing this piece of information straight away.
"I'm sorry, but I can't let you bite me. I don't really want to die or anything, so you know? I would rather not die by your hands or anything, so could you get off me now?"
"What are you saying!? You don't have a fucking choice in the matter! Your life is going to end you bastard! I wont let you live already! You're going to meet your end by my fangs! You don't get a choice if you live or die, you idiot!"
The Vampire snapped, and showed his fangs again, to get some kind of reaction out of the boy, but he merely continued to smile weakly.
"Well, it kind of does...you're kind of hurting me now, so please get off, before I get physical."
Hearing that, the Vampire laughed. He found it funny that this boy, would say something like that.
"Hahahaha, you must be stoned if you think that you can really do something to me."
"I think that I can so..." The boy held up his hand, and a small flame appeared there. "Incendere!"
With those words said, Michael slammed his open palm into the Vampire's face, causing the Vampire to howl out in pain as burn marks appear on his face, and his eye being burned as well.
"Argggggggggggggggh! You fucking bastard! I'm going to-"
"I don't think so!"
But before it could recover, Michael grabbed the Vampire by the shoulders, and kneed him in the balls. The Vampire's eyes opened wide, pain rushing through his body, and he was helpless when Michael punched him in the face, and sent him to the ground, something that was quite an achievement, considering that he was a normal human...who happened to know some Magic as well.
Michael panted a little bit, and was glad that he was free from the Vampire. Knowing that it was only temporary however, Michael took off running down the alleyway as fast as his legs would carry him.
He ran and ran and didn't look back. If he looked back, he knew that he would be in danger. He wasn't the most athletic of guys, so he knew that he would have to put his all into running away from the Vampire that was coming.
He also realized that the Vampire was still chasing after him, albiet with a burnt face now, and searing pain through his face, and his lower hip area. Even though he was in pain, this Vampire was determined to get his man, because now, it was more personal than mere eating the human food.
After running for a minute or so, Michael thought that he might outrun the Vampire...
CRASH!
"Gak!"
He coughed as he fell to the ground, colliding with someone else.
He didn't see who it was at first, and believed that it was a random stranger.
When he looked, he saw that there was a blonde haired girl on the ground as well. She appeared to be around his age, 16, but he wasn't sure who she was, though the face looked slightly familiar.
"Eeh, girl, are you alright? We need to get out of here! There's something back there that's coming..."
The girl looked up, and met eyes with the boy, and curiously tipped her head to the side.
"Hey, do I know you? You look familiar."
She questioned the boy, but he couldn't really comprehend what she was saying at this moment in time, and did the thing that he only could, and that was shoot to his feet, and grab the girls arm.
"C-Come on you, we've got to go before that Vampire thing comes...yeah, I said Vampire, and I am freaked as well! But we don't have time for such things! We need to run away, quickly!"
He quickly spoke, attempting to get away from the blood sucker that was no doubt still going to come for him, which he didn't want, and he didn't want to leave a girl out on her own if he could help it.
That caught the girls interest and prodded for more information.
"Did you say Vampire? There's a Vampire around here?"
The girl wondered to the boy, who thought that it was strange that she was asking that as if it was an every day occurrence.
"Eh, yeah! He's coming the way I ran from! It is dangerous...wait. But why does that matter!? We need to-"
"No need." The girl dismissed his worries, and shot to her feet. "You wait here, I'll go and deal with that Vampire. It is too dangerous for you, allow me to do it."
The boy furrowed his eyebrows, and wondered what she meant by 'deal with that Vampire.' but he didn't have much time to even think as the girl ran off down the alleyway where he had come from.
"W-Wait! Ugh! Idiot! I said a Vampire is that way! Are you looking to die!? How could a girl like you even fight off a Vampire anyway!? You're just...you, how can you do something like that!? Stop already!"
Even though he shouted for her to stop, she didn't and continued running.
Unable to leave her behind, he naturally followed after her, to see if he could do anything...but what he saw next was truly something he didn't imagine that he would ever see in his life.
Making it to the place the mysterious girl left, he found her...and she was fighting.
Somehow, she was doing a series of kicks and punches on the Vampire, and unlike the normal him who couldn't do anything without the aid of Magic, she was able to fight off the Vampire quite well, blocking his attacks quite easily.
But the thing that was most strange was the fact that there was a wooden, stake in her hand.
"What in the hell is this...? How is she..."
He couldn't believe his eyes.
Sure, he knew Magic, and he could do a few things with it. But in his wildest dreams, would he never believe that a girl was able to fight off the undead...at least, he thought they were undead. He wasn't sure, honestly, and he didn't care to find out either.
All he knew was the fact that this blonde chick was going toe to toe with a Vampire, and was able to do what he couldn't, and keep it down without using Magic...unless she was, and if she was, he couldn't see it.
"Aah!"
The girl cried when the Vampire knocked the stake out of her hand, and did a spin kick, sending her to the ground with a thud sound.
"Ooh, I'm coming-"
Michael tried to intervene, not wanting to see the blonde girl die.
But she stopped him, placing her hand out in front of her, as she used her leg to sweep the Vampire's leg, and sent him to the ground as well, returning to her gaze towards the Vampire.
"Stay right there. This is too dangerous for someone like you. Leave this to me."
"And, you're the one saying this? You're fighting a freaking Vampire! What am I supposed to think woman!? Leave this to you, what the heck are you!? Are you even a human at all!? Are you a Vampire as well!? And if you aren't...then that stake thing...do you hunt Vampire's or something!?"
The girls eyebrows twitched and she returned to her feet, went to grab her stake.
But as fate would have it, she was stopped when the Vampire jumped to his feet, charged in her, shoulder barging her, and sent her to the ground with him falling to the ground as well.
She let out a cry, and the Vampire grabbed her by the neck, pinning her to the ground, climbing on top of her, effectively strangling her and straddling her which Michael wasn't sure if he should watch or not.
"Hah, so this is the Slayer is it? I heard you were coming to this town, but to think that you're nothing more than a little girl? What is this shit?! The Master wants to see you dead and buried you bitch!"
The Vampire cursed, and hit her across the face...or he would've done if the girl didn't block the hit at the last second, and repeated the process of what the boy did before, and hit him in the testicles.
The Vampire snarled in pain, as the female brought in her legs to her knees, and with both of her feet, she pushed the Vampire off, and did a spin on the ground with her legs up in the air, and then returned to her feet, Michael muttering "Show off." while rolling his eyes, the girl hearing it, and giving a glare.
"Oh, get lost. I am trying to defeat this Vampire here, which I might add is the Vampire that was coming for you! A little more support from you would be helpful! At least a little cheer!"
Michael rolled his eyes, and gave a sarcastic cheer.
"Ooh yes, the blonde girl is the best. Don't ever doubt her, because she's the Slayer."
The girl growled, but fate didn't allow her to have a match of words with Michael, as the Vampire recovered from the testicle kicking, swiping his arm from the left.
The girl caught the arm with her own arm, parrying the attack, back handing the Vampire with enough force to force a grunt from his throat, then grabbed his shoulders, slammed her knee into the Vampire's stomach, and tossed him to the side as if he was trash, his body hitting the wall.
"Damn, where's my stake?"
She wondered to herself aloud, looking around on the ground for her weapon, but she couldn't see it.
"Bitch!"
The Vampire sneered, jumping up again and lunged for the girl, rushing her, and grabbed her waist, forcing her to the ground, and she received a cut on her upper right arm from the force that the Vampire used, and the fact that there was some broken glass on the ground, cutting her.
She hissed in pain, and turned towards the Vampire with a glare.
"Alright, for cutting me, and my new jacket, I'm gonna double kill you-"
"In the heart, right?"
Michael piped in from the side, the girl lifting her head and curiously tipping her head to the side, while hitting the Vampire in the place he was burned by Michael before, drawing a growl from the Vampire.
"What?"
The girl questioned, the confusion laced within her tone.
"Vampire's, you stake them in the heart, right?"
The girl nodded at his query, but she was still perplexed by what was going on.
"Well, yeah. But why..."
As the girl went to ask, behind her, by using Telekinesis, Michael floated the stake upwards, and pointed it towards the Vampire.
"Then, that's how it is. Hah! Take this!"
With a single focusing of the eye, and his will, the stake flew at the Vampire at jet speeds, the girl surprised when it whizzed passed her face, and impaled the Vampire's heart.
With the stake in the heart, the Vampire looked towards Michael, however before it could give a comment, the body of the Vampire exploded into dust, leaving nothing behind of its existence.
"Yahoo! Did you see that!? He turned to dust! That was cool! No, that was amazing! Damn, his body exploded, and turned to dust! So, that's staking a Vampire huh? It seems like the movies. Dracula beware...actually, does Dracula even exist?"
Questions upon questions came to the girl about who this guy was, and how he did that, but the first question she got out was...
"What in the hell was that!?"
"What?"
Michael played an innocent tone, running a hand through his hair.
The girl stood tall, as tall as she could, and walked over with a confused expression.
"Right...what was that? Telekinesis or something?"
"I could ask you the same thing. How did you fight that Vampire evenly? Or maybe you're even stronger than the Vampire? You seemed to be dominating that Vampire, when I had a hard time getting away from me. So, what are you?"
"I asked you first."
The girl rebutted, Michael sighing and nodded his head.
"Sounds fair to explain first I guess since you did ask first. You see, I am a Warlock, in training, sort of. I'm training myself to use Magic, only recently discovered that my family were descended from such being's. Though it was kept from me, and I have only recently begun so I can only summon like four elements...well, two, but four soon! Really, I'm not that bad! I can use Telekinesis, sometimes...I can make stuff animals dance..."
The girl sweatdropped, and rolled her eyes.
"I see, that's great if I was a child, dancing teddy bears...then, what's your name? My names Buffy Summers."
The name Buffy Summers brought a question mark to his head, and he wondered what where he had heard that name before, it was vaguely familiar to him.
"Buffy Summers...hey, aren't you the girl that transferred today? I could've sworn that I heard that someone named Buffy was coming to the school...hehe, I heard that you were a trouble maker."
The newly named Buffy didn't seem to be humoured by what he said, and folded her arms, but winched when a certain wound made its presence known to her.
"Ow, ehh..."
Michael looked towards her arm, where she went to grab.
"Ooh, I'm so sorry, that wound was because of me, wasn't it? I'm sorry, that you needed to save me...but I didn't expect that Vampire's would come and try and kill me. I didn't know that they even existed. I mean, I heard the rumours of this town, but I thought they were just rumours. Even this Magic stuff is new to me, I don't even know much about the supernatural, there aren't anymore things out there are there?"
He was still in shock about that. Magic, and Vampire's were different things. Since only recently learning about it, he wasn't fully aware of what was going on in the supernatural world, and what he could do was...only be able to allow his mind to replay the same thing over and over again.
"Yeah...it is a lot to take in, isn't it? I only became aware not all that long ago myself when I lived in LA. And now I fight them...wait, why am I telling you this?"
Buffy felt it was natural to speak with this boy. She wasn't sure why that was, but she could, speak to this boy, as she knew that he was also involved with the supernatural as well, since she saw that he was able to use Magic, which she had to question about as well since he seemed to use that, and yet was clueless on Vampire's.
"Ehehe, because I told you what I am...so, what are you exactly? Super human? Vampire girl? Superwoman maybe? Related to Superman? He said Slayer...could it be that you're a...this is going to sound weird, but are you a Vampire Slayer? Do you...slay them...were you out here, looking for Vampire's to slay?"
Buffy put a hand to her forehead, and released a deep sigh.
"Tch, you know, I've only been here for a day, and you've discovered I was a Vampire Slayer...yes, I am a Slayer of Vampire's...or, Vampire Slayer, which sounds totally better. But I wasn't out here for this. It's my first time in this town, and I got kind of lost...which worked out for you, didn't it? Say, what's your name?"
Michael suddenly put his hands together, and jumped up on the spot.
"Ooh! I'm Michael Moonglow, call me Michael! Everyone else does hehe!"
Michael exclaimed to the bewildered Buffy.
"Michael...hmmm, nice name." Buffy admitted while sighing because of her arm. "Well, I best get you home. I'd feel bad about leaving you out here, with Vampire's and all."
"Eeh, I have magical powers, you know?"
Michael remained the girl, but she put hands on her hips, and looked right at his face with a small grin.
"And I have super strength, reflexes, and other abilities as well that means I can fight toe to toe with Vampire's like the one that nearly killed you. Remember, who was kicking the Vampire's ass?"
"And, remember who staked the Vampire?"
"Only because I gave you an opening."
Buffy retorted with a sly grin on her face, Michael waving a hand at her.
"You see, I don't think that you understand. I'm supposed to be the guy around here. Being walked home by a girl is like so damaging to my pride. I am a Warlock, and a Vampire shouldn't of been able to beat me."
"Ugh, you men and pride. It's a new time now. This isn't where girls are looked after like they are idiots. As you can clearly see, I can handle myself just fine with a good stake or two with me. Even without a stake, I can improvise as well."
"I see...but really, you should get that cut seen too. I'm gonna go home, you should do the same. Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers. I will remember that. And I hope to see you at school."
"Warlock Michael Moonglow, I will remember that the next time I need things moved around without wanting to get up."
She joked with him, smiling slightly that she met someone who was kind.
Michael felt the same way, and he soon left before Buffy could really say anything more. She felt slightly guilty about not walking him home, but the odds of a Vampire attacking again would be, low, she thought.
The next day, at the good old school of Sunnydale, Michael was walking through the corridor, to meet a friend, called Willow. Since they were friends for quite along time now, he wanted to see her, go over something's from class, and stuff like that.
However, as luck would have it, or not in some cases, a group of girls came walking through the hallways, towards him. He recognized these people as Cordelia Chase, and Harmony Kendall among the group of girls that they usually hung out with, the clique as he referred to them as.
Michael...didn't like these girls.
Yes, they were stunningly beautiful and wore clothes that showed off a lot of their bodies usually, but their attitudes weren't the best. Cordelia was more tamed than her dimwitted friend Harmony, but when together, and with their friends, they were quite annoying and could say real hurtful things, that is why Michael tended to avoid these kind of people for his own benefit.
"Ooh look, it's the quiet freak kid~"
Harmony sang out in a displeasing tone.
Michael ignored her, and walked past them, but Cordelia got in the way, and smiled too sweetly for his liking.
"So, what are you doing today quiet freak kid? Gonna hang out with a bunch of your fellow freaks?"
"Yeah, and then we were thinking of dressing like hookers and going around town to pick up old men so we can become gold diggers and live off our pimp Sugar Daddy's money...ooh wait, that's you and your stupid friend."
Michael bit back, not wanting to converse with these people.
Honestly, he would rather have talked to Buffy, as at least she seemed interesting, just enough at least. She was a Vampire Slayer, that was huge to him. He wanted to know more about that, but for the morning, he hadn't seen her yet, though he knew that he takes at least one class with her.
"Hmph, at least our Mom's not a prostitute and our Dad's not a drunk, like yours are...sorry, I meant were~"
Harmony gave a sneer as she commented on his Mother and Father.
"It must be really hard having a slut Mom and a drunk Dad huh? I wouldn't know, because my parents are actually normal."
Michael resisted the urge to kill Harmony and Cordelia for that kind of comment.
It really brought home about his family, or ex family, he should say. He didn't want to talk about them, especially with girls like these two. If he could use Magic on them, he would. But he knew better than to use Magic to get what he wants, and that was to get these girls away from him...which was sounding appealing to him.
He took in a deep breathe, and smiled to hide the pain and hurt in his being.
"I see, cheap digs about that huh. Well, at least I have enough money to live. Where do you get yours exactly? Is it one of your clients? Or is it from your pimp?"
Harmony tightened her fist, the feeling of anger being on her face.
"S-Shut up! At least we have parents, unlike you! We're loved, are you!?"
Michael's fist tightened even more, and if it could get any tighter, it would start bleeding. He was pissed at Harmony, and by extension Cordelia as he could see that she was laughing about it.
"You might have parents, but at least I have a soul, unlike you two and your little clique of sluts. I wouldn't be surprised if you two were killed one day for the way that you two act. Why don't you grow up and look at your own damn problems before bullying other people. Because what you do, is so idiotic, and I might be an idiot for answering, but at least I have a somewhat normal mind and know when to bite my words back."
Michael stated while folding his arms and giving them both deadpan looks.
He clearly wasn't impressed with them right now. Actually, he hated them. He wanted them to get what they deserved. Unfortunately, he wasn't as mean as to actually do it himself with Magic.
"Our problems huh?" Cordelia began, and folded her arms to match the same look that he had on. "We don't have any, besides freaks like you. So why don't you run along to your freak palace with all the other freaks that are around as well. And calling us slut when your Mother was the most known one in this town."
Cordelia thought that she had hurt him, which she wanted to do. But he didn't show even a hint of annoyance towards her, as he kept it inside of himself, not wanting to give either Harmony or Cordelia the sick pleasure of his pain.
"Ooh, so you speak Cordelia? Do you have a brain inside that thing you call a skull? Or is it just air, like your friend?"
Cordelia growled and was about to say something when Michael merely walked away.
"That's right, walk away!"
Cordelia sneered, attempting to get the last leg up on her 'opponent' but it didn't work, and he continued to walk.
However, once getting a fair bit of distance away, his eyes stung with tears, the words they said truly hitting him like a house being dropped on him would.
He spun around and wiped his eyes, seeing the girls walking in the opposite direction, and for a few seconds, he was tempted to put a spell on them. For a brief second, he was intent on giving them some kind of curse that lasted a lifetime.
But that soon dispelled when he saw the girl he hoped...no, it wasn't Willow.
It was indeed Buffy, walking alone in the halls.
Forgetting what Cordelia said with her friend, he rushed towards before, and stood before her, giving her a mild shock. Even she was surprised that he appeared out of nowhere, though it wasn't a bad surprise.
"Hello there, Vampire Slayer!"
He said joyfully and a little loudly, giving Buffy even more shock.
"W-What are you saying, idiot!?"
Buffy gasped out, and dragged him away, noticing that people were staring at the pair of them.
"D-Damn, you're really strong..."
He gave an offhanded comment towards her, but she didn't answer until they were in a different part of the school, a private area with only a few students walking past.
"What was that? You don't start saying "Hello there, Vampire Slayer." as if you're alone with me!"
"O-Oh...right, I'm sorry. I just got excited, and wanted to see you, is all. I had some questions for you...wait, how's your arm? Did you get that cut seen too?"
Buffy nodded and moved her arm around.
"Yeah, it is totally not a big deal. It was just a flesh wound, is all. But the more important question is...why were you in that alleyway last night? I meant to ask, but it seemed as if you were, a little...I dunno, awestruck."
Michael, while she was speaking, had starry eyes, and an equally starry look to his face.
"Ooh I am awestruck. It isn't everyday that you meet someone who is like a super hero!"
He exclaimed, waving his arms around excitedly.
"It isn't like that at all." She began with a slight cold touch in her voice. "It isn't some game. People could live or die, if I don't do something. But...I don't go out of my way to do it or anything. It's the reason I got kicked out of my old school."
"Oh, so you were slaying Vampire's on...school campus or something?"
"Actually...I burned down the schools gym. It wasn't my intention. But it was full of Vampire's and all, so I...just did it, ya know? Either them or me, so I chose to burn it down and make everything be set alight with awesome flames...great that makes me sound like an arsonist."
She admitted with an embarrassed look on her face.
"Heh, that's pretty badass of you. I don't know if I could've done that, though if Cordelia and Harmony were in the building, I would consider it greatly."
Buffy didn't know who those people were, and just ignored that for the moment.
"Anyway, do you know where History is? I'm supposed to be there today, this morning but I don't know where it is. I'm a Sophomore here, incase you couldn't work that out, and Principal Flutie is...yeah. He was...pretty out there..."
Both Buffy and Michael sweatdropped once remembering the Principal of the school. She then showed Michael her schedule to see if he knew where she was going, as she didn't want to talk with Mr Flutie again and she didn't know anyone else at the school either so that was a problem for her.
"Mr Flutie is kinda nuts, gotta agree with you there. He's quite insane." Michael spoke with a small sigh escaping his lips. But then he remembered what she asked, and continued with a small smile."History...yeah, I have that as well. Come, follow me."
"Thanks."
Buffy thanked with a small smile on her lips.
In history class, the teacher is at the front lecturing the lesson. For one Buffy Summers, she was diligently taking notes, so she could get caught up. For Michael however, he was just looking bored as the lesson continued, history not being something that interested him.
"It's estimated that about 25 million people died in that one four year span. But the fun part of the Black Plague is that it originated in Europe how? As an early form of germ warfare. The plague was first found in Asia, and a Kipchak army actually catapulted plague-infested corpses into a Genoese trading post. Ingenious. If you look at the map on page 63 you can trace the spread of the disease…"
Buffy looked up, to see that most if not all of the students were getting out their books. But...she didn't have one.
Michael saw this, and was about to offer her to share his book, when one Cordelia came into the picture, and showed her book to Buffy, and sneered at Michael who rolled his eyes.
"Here."
Cordelia moved her book so the pair could see it.
"Thanks."
Buffy thanked, and shared the book, Michael sighing and looking out of the window, disinterested.
Sometime later, the end of class happened, and that allowed Michael to go and see Buffy, but...Cordelia made it hard for him.
"Hi, I'm Cordelia."
"I'm Buffy."
The blonde replied to the popular girl.
"If you're looking for a textbook of your very own, there's probably a few in the library. And..." She glanced at Michael, and adopted a sneer. "...there is something you need to know. Losers, freaks. If you can spot them on sight, then you'll fit in easily. Like that one there. He's a freak. He hangs out with that Willow freak as well as that idiot Xander, and my very own stalker boy as well."
Buffy was surprised by the animosity that was in the air right now, and was more surprised that the soft spoken Cordelia could suddenly turn to vicious and cruel as well.
Michael glared at her, and then sneered right back, looking at Buffy.
"And you should know something about Cordy there. She's actually a bitch."
Buffy's face turned upwards into a smile at the casual and chipper tone he used, and she held back a small chortle, but Cordelia wasn't going to accept that easily, and shot a dark glare towards Michael.
"If you want to know about Michael there, why don't you just look on the streets, that is where his Mom is...sorry, I meant was. She's not there anymore, is she?"
Buffy opened her mouth wide, and could guess what Cordelia was speaking about, and if she was right, Cordelia had just crossed a line with her. Though she didn't know Michael that well, calling someone else's Mother a street walker was out of order.
"Hmph, again with my Mom was a prostitute stuff. Even if she was, at least she was better than you at her job. How many people do you have a night?"
"Well, at least I'm not a virgin."
Cordelia bit back with a manic grin spread across her beautiful face that didn't reflect the inside of her heart, Michael snickering.
"So, how do you know this about me? Do you stalk me or something?"
"No, I actually have a better thing to deal with in my life than to follow you around. I just know you are, you don't know the touch of a woman and you never will."
She hissed out, Buffy beginning...no, she was feeling downright, uncomfortable at this moment. Though neither noticed as the continued their fight.
"Hmmm, if the woman was you, then I would want to kill myself at a later date." He spat out, then looked at Buffy. "I'm gonna go before I say something I regret to Cordelia...wait, what am I saying? I don't regret saying anything to her. But I would rather not make you feel uncomfortable, so bye."
With a small sigh escaping his lips, Michael walked out of the classroom, leaving Buffy and Cordelia in the classroom together, the former wondering what Cordelia said about his Mother being true or not, and if it was, she felt bad for him, that Cordelia would use that as away to hurt him.
Down in the courtyard, Michael came across his friend, Willow, sat on her own by the fountain, and he gained a small blush.
It was obvious to everyone (accept Willow herself) that he had a giant crush on her, and always wanted to help her in anyway he could...but he knew the truth, and that was she was in love with Xander. However, that didn't deter him, as Xander, being the idiot he was, didn't notice Willow's feelings, and therefore, he had a chance for Willow to take her eyes away from Xander, and look at him, finally.
With a small smile gracing his lips, Michael walked forward, and sat next to Willow.
"H-Hey, Willow."
Michael began with a stutter and looked at the ginger haired girl.
The girl looked towards Michael, and smiled.
"Hey Michael. What are you up to there, mister?"
Willow replied with her usual wonderfully weird ways laced with her words which Michael found to be adorable.
"Ehehehe...I-I was just you know...eating and all..."
He replied while continuing to blush, but that was going unnoticed by Willow herself.
"Hehe, I see. But you don't have any food? You're a weird one Michael~"
"Maybe so, but I'm okay with being weird~ Say, what were you doing here on your own?"
He asked, hoping and praying the next word wasn't 'Xander' but as fate liked making him a bitch, of course it would be something like that.
"Waiting for Xander, but he didn't show."
She replied, and like that, he felt like his whole heart sank.
Waiting for Xander...of course she was.
He knew in his heart that she was. Even if she literally meant it this time, there was also another way that she meant it, and he didn't like it. He didn't like the fact that Xander was the one who filled her heart with love, but him...all she saw him was as a friend, he guessed.
"Right...yeah. Xander huh. I heard that he didn't even go to his morning classes."
Michael brought up, trying to lead the conversation away from Xander...but it didn't work.
"That's right, Xander missed them. I wonder where he went? Anyway, I heard that you were with the new girl this morning...Bunny, something?"
Michael chuckled at the way Willow mispronounced Buffy's name. And he found it, as expected, extremely cute and adorable.
"Buffy, and she's pretty cool, and down to earth...and she sure knows how to fight."
He added quietly at the end to himself, under his breath so Willow couldn't hear it. But she did hear the first part, and she allowed a graceful smile to appear on her face.
"She was hanging out with Cordelia though...just before, Cordelia mocked the way that I dressed."
Michael frowned at that, and wanted to go and put a curse on Cordelia instantly.
Mocking him and his family were one thing. But if they were his friends, especially Willow, then he wasn't going to be happy about it.
"Aah, don't worry Willow. She dresses like a tramp, so don't let her get you down on the way you dress. I think you dress very adorably. You dress more realistic than she does. She just dresses as if she's always going to hit the town or something. You dress as if you have intelligence."
Willow suppressed a laugh, then berated herself for even laughing about that. But she couldn't help the small snicker that escaped her lips.
"Michael~ That was mean~"
She playfully pushed Michael, who pushed back, and eyed up her lunch.
"Hmmmm, that food looks delicious..."
He murmured softly against her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
"Y-You want some?"
Willow questioned while giving a small smile to her lips.
Michael was about to nod when Buffy came over and looked between the two. However, as she was about to speak, when Michael spoke first.
"Hey there Buffy! You find the library okay?"
Michael greeted with his usual grin on his face which Buffy matched, at least somewhat, and replied.
"Hey, Michael. Yeah, Cordelia gave me the tour, which was oh so lovely, and full of her...narrow mindedness, which she seemed to be so fond of." Buffy explained, and then adopted a sympathetic look on her face. "Look, what Cordelia said before..."
As Buffy was going to apologize for what Cordelia said, Michael shook his head.
"Do not worry, Buffy. Cordelia is the type of girl to make fun of such things. It's because she thinks that it effects me, and she can seem for one shining moment superior, when she really isn't. She's just an idiot, don't worry about it, I am fine."
Hearing that, Buffy felt relief come over her form.
Willow looked up at Buffy, and smiled weakly, believing that she was with Cordelia, but when seeing that she wasn't, she took a relaxed breath.
"Hey, I'm Buffy, and you're Willow, right?"
"Why?" Willow accusingly called, but then heard how that sounded, and adopted a small smile. "I-I mean, yes, I'm Willow. And you're Buffy? Or it is that you want me to move?"
Willow's question was met with a curious eyebrow raised by Buffy, and Michael.
"Erm, why don't we start with 'hi, I'm Buffy' or something like that?" Buffy sits by her, the opposite side of Michael. "And then let's segue directly into me asking you for a favour. It doesn't involve moving, but it does involve you hanging out with me for a while."
Willow tipped her head to the side curiously.
"But aren't you… hanging with Cordelia?"
"I can't do both?"
Buffy questioned while giving a cute expression that displayed her confusion, Michael looking at Willow as she replied.
"Not legally."
Willow spoke with a sigh, Michael chuckling at her.
"Geez Willow, don't say it like that. It makes it sound really bad."
"S-Sorry, but it isn't legal for such things."
Willow answered while taking a bite of her sandwich.
"Look, I really want to get by here. New school… Cordelia's been really nice...to me, anyway but I have this burning desire not to flunk all my classes, and I heard a rumour that you were the person to talk to if I wanted to get caught up."
"Ooh yes, Willow is super intelligent, she's able to do anything!"
Michael interrupted, Buffy looking between Willow and Michael, and gained a small smile.
"Ooh, I see, so you two are-"
Before she could continue, to Michael's relief, he was relieved that Willow finally piped up, and spoke with a cheerful face, matching the attitude that she used.
"Oh, I could totally help you out! If you have sixth period free we could meet in the library..."
Willow trailed off, and was then ultimately cut off with Buffy who had a slightly distant look on her face.
"...Or not. Or, you know, we could meet somewhere quieter. Louder. That place kind of gives me a wiggins."
"It has that effect on most kids. I love it, though. It's a great collection, and the new librarian's really cool."
Willow explained to the girl before her, while Michael snickered.
"Ooh that isn't the only reason. You're just infatuated with him~ What was his name? Mr Giles?"
While Willow shook her head in denial, Buffy had a question that she needed answering.
"He's new?"
Willow and Michael looked between the other one, then Michael nodded his head, and explained to Buffy.
"Yeah, he just started. He was a curator of some British Museum. Or the British museum, I'm not sure."
Michael admitted with a slightly embarrassed face, while Willow had a slightly starry eyed look to her.
"But he knows everything and he brought all these historical volumes and biographies and am I the single dullest person alive?"
Willow added while having a sad face on.
"Not at all!"
At that moment, two boys entered. One was named Xander, whi Michael frowned at, and the other was Jesse, Xander and Willow's friend. Michael knew him, but not that much.
"Hey. Are you guys busy? Can we interrupt? We're interrupting."
Xander, even without worrying, spoke like that towards all of them.
"Hey."
Buffy spoke, greeting Jesse.
"Hey there"
Jesse greeted back, and Willow went to explain who the pair were to Buffy.
"Buffy, this is Jesse, and that's Xander. They are our friends."
"Not mine...at least Xander..."
Michael mumbled under his breath, drawing the suspicious look from Buffy. However, soon that was replaced when Xander cut into the conversation again.
"Oh, me and Buffy go way back. Old friends, very close. Then there was that period of estrangement, I think we were both changing as people, but here we are and it's like old times, I'm quite moved."
"Is it me, or are you turning into a bubbling idiot?"
Jesse spoke with a teasing tone, Xander looking a little embarrassed.
"It's not you."
"It's nice to meeting you guys… I think."
Buffy sweatdropped at the end, unsure if she was happy to meet those two or not.
"Well, we wanted to welcome you, make you feel at home. Unless you have a scary home."
"And to return this."
As Xander said that, he produced a stake.
Upon seeing that, Buffy takes it immediately, as Michael wondered what was going on, as he knew that Buffy was the Slayer, though even he didn't really know what that meant.
"The only thing I can figure is that you're building a really little fence."
Buffy's face dropped, and Michael was about to say something in her defence, guessing that she didn't want to talk about her Slayer stuff, however Buffy giggled nervously, and covered up with a small lie, in a sense.
"Oh. No. That was for self defence. Everyone has them in L.A. Pepper spray is so passe and it really is all the rage right now."
"So. What do you like, what do you do for fun, what do you look for in a man… Let's hear it."
Xander pressured her, and then Jesse did the same thing.
"If you have any dark, painful secrets that we could publish…"
"Gee, everybody wants to know about me. How keen."
Buffy sighed slightly and looked for help from anywhere. Michael, seeing her struggle smiled, and produced his own stake, shocking Buffy and everyone else, but Buffy was the one who was most shocked and wondered why he even carried one around.
"Geez Xander, how could you not know the latest trends? Even I knew about it, and I'm not even cool, unlike you."
Xander was about to respond, when a voice came to them.
"Are these people bothering you?"
Suddenly Cordelia appeared to the frustrations of everyone around, even Michael who didn't want to even be near Cordelia right now. She has appeared behind Jesse, all disdain on her face.
"Oh! No."
"She's not hanging out with us."
Willow 'covered' for her, waving a hand in front of her face. Michael just wanted to tell Cordelia to get lost, but right now, if he said anything, he knew that he would end up fighting with her again, and he couldn't care to do something like that.
"Hey, Cordelia."
Jesse spoke while looking smitten for Cordelia.
"Oh, please." Cordelia dismissed Jesse then turned towards Buffy. "I don't want to interrupt your downward mobility. I just thought I'd tell you that you won't be meeting Coach Foster, the woman with chest hair, because gym has been canceled due to the extreme dead guy in the locker."
"What?"
Buffy was surprised, and slightly annoyed as well, while Michael could literally see the gears spinning in her mind, and knew that Buffy was going to do something, as even only knowing her briefly, he could see that she would be the type to do something about this.
"What are you talking about?"
Willow was quite worried, but Cordelia didn't even seem to care much, honestly.
"Some guy was stuffed in Aura's locker."
Cordelia explained slowly to the annoyance of Buffy.
"Dead."
"Way dead."
Cordelia answered while sighing, Xander then interjecting with a joke.
"So not just a little dead then."
Cordelia turned towards Xander, annoyance on her face.
"Don't you have an elsewhere to be?"
Xander didn't respond, and tightened his hand, and for once, Michael was actually glad that Cordelia made him feel slightly bad. While they were friends, Michael just didn't like some of Xander's more...annoying traits, and the fact that he was completely and hopelessly in love with Willow didn't play a role...yeah right.
"If you need a shoulder to cry on, or just to nibble on..."
Jesse began to Cordelia, but Buffy cut him off.
"How did he die?"
"I don't know…"
The brunette answered while shrugging her shoulders, not wanting to really talk about a dead body. But Buffy didn't finish with the round of questions, having another question for the girl.
"Well, were there any marks?"
Cordelia made a disgusted face at the enquiry that Buffy gave.
"Morbid much? I didn't ask!"
"Uh, look, I gotta book. I'll see you guys later."
She then took off while the others looked on with curious eyebrows. Michael was going to follow, but he wasn't sure if Buffy would even want him involved, so until she asked, he was going to hang back for the time being.
At night, Michael found himself walking in a quiet neighbourhood and was heading home.
Since the day, he hadn't seen Buffy again, which was slightly displeasing, as he wanted to know what was going on with her. He heard more and more about the dead body, and concluded that it was a Vampire attack.
Even the untrained him could tell that it was a Vampire attack. The bite marks, and the way the body had lost blood, and other things as well. So, he knew that Buffy was going to do something about it, even if she didn't need his help.
As he walked, he noticed that there was a certain something that was going on out of the corner of his eye.
When taking a closer look, he saw that it was a small girl. He guessed that she was around the age of 10-12 years old, though he wasn't exactly sure on the age of the girl. She had dark brown mousy like hair, and her face reminded him of something else.
But that wasn't what was the matter. It was the fact that there was a guy behind her, grabbing her. The person...rather, the thing that he noticed was the fact that it was a Vampire that was behind the girl.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"
The girl let out a cry for help, but before she could fully, the Vampire that was behind her restrained her, and covered her mouth.
Seeing that, Michael couldn't take it, and rushed towards the location. As he did, he mulled over some kind of spell that could make the girl and the Vampire separate from one another.
As he made it, he thought of the perfect spell, and held out his hand.
"G-Get down girl!" He called towards her, the girl looking up, and he nodded, so she bent downwards, and he outstretched his palm. "Dissolvo!"
From his hand, a ball of light shot forward, and hit the Vampire in the chest, knocking him off his feet, and sent him down to the ground.
As he did that, Michael made it to the girl, and quickly checked over her while glad that he read up on some spells last night, genuinely surprised that it actually worked, as it was supposed to be tough spell to use.
"Are you alright!?"
"Y-Yes! Please help me, I'm scared! This thing grabbed me while I was going home! I want my Mom or my sister Buffy!"
As soon as she said 'Buffy' Michael's mind turned completely blank.
"Did you say..." Before he could even begin to think, the Vampire returned to his feet. "Okay, no time to chat! Lets go little girl!"
Michael, without even caring, picked up the girl, and started running away, knowing that the girl wouldn't be able to outrun the Vampire, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to take the Vampire in a fight.
"Get back here you little shit's!"
The Vampire shouted, and gave chase.
"Kyaaa! It's coming!"
The girl cried, as she could see behind them.
"I know, but don't worry, it is going to be okay."
Wanting to calm the girl, he spoke softly, on the whisper of a ghost.
He then got into thought on what to do, cursing that no one else was around, perfect for the Vampire.
His mind raced, and slowly, but surely, the Vampire was catching up to him. It was coming very close to him now, and he knew that he had to do something...that's when it clicked with him, and he smiled.
He smiled because he knew...he had read a perfect spell for this. But he hoped, that it was going to work...he hoped that he was going to be able to...get it done, and for it to actually work, as even he hadn't ever cast the spell before.
"Kali, Hera, Kronos, Thonic. Air like nectar thick as onyx..."
"Die!"
The Vampire jumped as Michael was chanting, hitting him away and he was forced to drop the girl. She hit the ground harshly, and it hurt her arm, causing her to cry out in pain.
His body slammed into a lamppost where the Vampire sneered at him, while he was feeling dizzy from being hit into a lamppost.
"I'll deal with you first."
He spoke with bloodlust, licking his lips joyfully. Naturally, the little girl was afraid, and wanted to move. But she felt some pain in her arm, from where she was dropped onto the ground by accident, and cried.
"N-No please don't hurt him!"
The girl attempted to persuade, but the Vampire sneered and shook his head.
"Sorry missy, but I'm gonna kill this guy, then I'm coming for you."
As he threatened, Michael continued to chant while feeling dizzy from being thrown to the ground, into the lamppost but he had enough in him to look up.
"Cassiel by your second star..."
"Huh? What are you saying?"
The Vampire became confused and struck Michael across the face with his foot, sending his head to the ground, where it collided with the stone, drawing some blood from the boys head, the girl crying for it to stop.
But the Vampire didn't listen, and stood over him in triumph.
"So, what's your last words guy?"
Michael looked up, and smirked, despite the blood running down his face, the equal amount of pain accompanying it.
"...Hold my victim as in tar!"
Michael held out his hand, and the area around the Vampire shimmered. As he tried to take a step forward...he was stopped. He couldn't even raise his arms up, the spell being all around him, stopping his movements.
Michael was surprised that it worked. He thought that it wouldn't, but here it was, working, binding the Vampire and allowing him to regain what little bearings that he had.
"Wh-Whats this!?"
The Vampire struggled, but it couldn't move.
While feeling dizzy, Michael brought out the stake that he carried with him now, ever since the previous nights incidents, he didn't want to take a chance, and used some Telekinesis to levitate it, unsure if he would be able to move properly.
"It's called Magic, you stupid Vampire, and you don't attack a girl in front of me. Especially a defenseless girl. So, turn to dust."
With those cruel words, Michael released the stake, the Vampire unable to do anything but watch as the stake impaled him in the chest, and turned to dust.
Once he did that, Michael collapsed onto the ground fully, bleeding from his forehead profusely, his head banging.
The girl watched on in shock at what she saw, but then quickly regained her thoughts, and rushed towards Michael. Even though she was in pain with her arm, she didn't allow it to stop her on checking on the boy that saved her.
"M-Mister, are you okay!?"
Michael looked up, and saw the wound on her arm.
"I'm sorry, it seems that I'm not strong enough to deal with Vampire's yet without being banged up. Mehehe, I'm sorry you got hurt. Your arm must be in pain. It's my fault, I'm sorry girl...ehe, I'm Michael Moonglow, what's your name? You can call me Michael."
He gave his name, and wanted to know hers. Even though he was in pain, he wanted to make sure that the girl would stay as calm as possible.
"M-My name is Dawn...Summers...Michael."
The newly named Dawn spoke with a slightly pink face. Michael wasn't sure why she had a pink face, but he knew that he was bleeding from his head more than he should be doing, and quickly took off his jacket, holding it to his head.
"Dawn, that's a cute name...we should get you home before...wait, say...you said something about your sister being Buffy before...you couldn't be related to the blonde haired Buffy Summers, could you?"
"Th...That's right, how do you know?"
Michael smiled weakly, and petted her head, standing up on shaky legs. His head shook from the dizzy feelings that were within him, and he took in a deep breath, attempting to control what he had inside of him. But that was quite hard, due to being dizzy.
"Eeh...we're friends, sort of. We go to the same school and she saved me just yesterday and we talked today so I think that we are friends anyway...say, are you a Vampire Slayer as well? Maybe a Slayer in training?"
At the question, Dawn had a baffled face, and didn't know how to respond.
End chapter!
So, that's the first chapter! Michael Moonglow, is one of the main characters in this series, the others being who are in the show like Buffy and Willow and such. And yes, Dawn was introduced. I've always wondered what kind of changes Dawn would've made to the story if she had been there from the beginning, so I thought I would add her. Anyway, I wanted to try something different, and here is the something different. As for the pairing's...I haven't decided yet, so anyone can suggest who Michael should be paired with! I was thinking of making Dawn a love interest, therefore aging her which wouldn't be difficult to go back and change the last part of this chapter, but I am undecided, so please give your opinions! And with that, the first chapter is over, and there's nothing more to say, so until next time!