'G' the vampire slayer
'G' the Vampire Slayer
Chapter 1: Welcome to the Hell-Mouth
It was late at night in Los Angeles. NCIS OPS centre was closed down and quiet. That is, until someone smashed open a window. In came a young boy and a blonde girl who looked about his age. They came in through the window and walked out to the hall.
"Are you sure this is safe?" asked the girl.
"Relax, no one's here at night," said the boy, "We're perfectly fine."
The girl gasped and turned around so that her back was facing him. "What was that?"
"What?"
"I heard something."
"HELLO?" The boy waited a few seconds. Nothing. "There's no one here."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Good." The girl turned back to face him. Her eyes had turned golden, she had grown fangs, and her face was…distorted. She hissed and bit deep into his neck. They both dropped to the ground, the boy slowly losing all his blood and dying. The building was empty, so no one could hear his screams.
The next morning, just before work, Sam Hanna was in his car, driving through a crowd of people next to the busy Los Angeles beach. "Excuse me!" he shouted to the people who surrounded him like bowling pins, "Coming through! Watch yourself!" As he made his way through the crowd, a new guy he had never seen before exited his apartment building and got into his car. "Who…?" Sam got so caught up in staring at him as he drove off that he nearly ran into his partner, Kensi Blyle.
"SAM!" Kensi shouted, dodging out of the way as Sam's car narrowly misses her.
"Are you OK?" asked Sam, stopping the car and rolling down the window.
"Yeah, I'm fine," said Kensi, standing up and dusting off her clothes.
"Thanks, Kens." Said Sam, getting out of his car.
Sam's and Kensi's partner and friend, Eric, came up. "Hey, have you met the new guy yet?"
"New guy?" said Kensi.
"Yeah, he's our new agent" replied Eric
"Didn't know we were expecting a newbie" said Sam, looking puzzled.
"Obviously, Hetty hasn't told you yet, so we better get to OPS" said Eric.
The three pile into Sam's car and drive towards the NCIS OPS Centre
"So, Mr…" Hetty said to the new guy. The 2 of them were sitting in her office.
"G. G Callen."
"Right, Mr Callen," said Hetty, "From Europe. Quite some move. Anyway, good skills, interesting record…" She then took the pages in his permanent record and tore them in half. "Welcome to NCIS! A clean slate, Mr Callen, is what I intend for you to get here. What's past is past. We're not interested in…" She grabbed one of the pieces of paper from her records and read it. "Ah."
"Mrs Lange…"
"Mr Callen feel free to call me 'Hetty'."
"Hetty.."
"That's better"
"I know my record is a little…colourful."
"It says here that you burned down the gym at your high school."
"I know, but in my defence, that gym was full of Vamp…" He caught himself. "I mean, it, uh…uh…"
"Don't worry about it. You're not here to be judged. You're here to protect our country"
G left Hetty's office. He was nervous about his first day and he really didn't want to screw this up.
He looked to the door as Sam, Kensi and Eric walked in. Sam and Kensi walked up to G as Eric runs up the stairs to the OPS main computer room.
"Hey," G said when she saw them, "I'm G, G Callen. I'm new here."
"Hi," said Kensi, "I'm Kensi Blyle and this is my partner, Sam."
"Hi" said Sam, turning around and walking away.
"Sorry about him, he doesn't like new people" said Kensi, apologetically
"It's ok" replied G, smiling " But can I ask you, how do you get to Director Grangers office?"
"Go down the corridor and take the second turning on your left."
"Thanks. Kensi wasn't it"
G turns around and heads down the corridor. Just as he turned the corner, he ran into Sam. "I am so sorry!" he said, getting up from the ground and noticing that his bag had come undone and he had dropped all his stuff on the floor.
"That's OK, I wasn't looking where I was going," said Sam.
"Well, neither was I," said G, getting down on the floor to pick up his stuff.
"Need some help?" asked Sam.
"No thanks," said G, picking up his phone and getting up from the floor, "I'm good."
He nodded and walked off. Sam then noticed that he had left one of his things on the floor. "Oh, hey, you forgot your…stake?" He picked up the pointy, wooden stick and walked off in the other direction to look for Kensi and tell her what had happened.
G came to the library. He opened the door to see a clean, open area and a neat tidy desk. "Hello?" He called out, listening to the echo in hopes that Owen might show up, "Is anybody here?" He walked over to the desk. He turned around and saw a tall man standing behind him. He almost jumped in shock, but managed to retain his composure long enough to breathe.
"Can I help you?" asked Owen, sitting behind his desk.
"Yeah, I'm G Callen. I'm new and I was told you were to tell me about what happens here."
"No problem. I'm Assistant Director Owen Granger"
"I figured as much. First of all, I need…"
"Oh, don't bother. I know what you need." Mr Granger ducked down behind the desk and came up with a book. He laid it on the desk and he saw that it was simply an old book with "Vampyr" written in golden printing on the front cover.
"That's not what I need," said G, backing up from the desks slightly.
"Really?" Mr Granger took the book back. "My mistake." He ducked back under the desk to put it back. "So, what was it you…" He got back up and saw that he had already left.
G came into the main room and saw Kensi sitting alone at her desk. He went over to her. "Hi."
"Hi" Kensi put down her fork.
Sam and Eric came up then. "Hey, Kens!" They then noticed G.
"G, this is Eric," Kensi introduced him to G, "Eric, this is"
"G Callen."
"Yeah, and that reminds me…" Sam got the stake out of his bag. "…I think this is yours." G quickly took it back. "The only thing I can think of is that you're building a really little fence."
G faked a laugh. "It's, uh…for self-defence."
"I'll try to remember that," said Eric, sitting down next to Kensi.
Hetty walks up "There's been a murder"
"There's a dead guy? Where?" Sam asked.
"Yes," said Hetty, "There was a body found in the training room."
"Where there any marks?" G asked, "Do we know how they died?"
"No, noth..."
G gathered up his stuff. "I have to go." He left.
"What is up with Mr Callen?" asked Hetty.
Sam, Kensi, and Eric all shrugged.
G came into Grangers office. Owen was filing through paperwork. "OK, what's going on?"
"What?"
"You did hear about the dead guy that was murdered, right?" G asked, putting his hands on his hips.
"Yes…"
"Funny thing, all his blood was drained…through 2 little holes in his neck."
Owen groaned and put down the paperwork. "I was afraid of this."
"Well, I wasn't!" G complained, "It's my first day! What I was afraid of was that I'd be doing terribly in my work! Now I have to deal with some Vampires?"
"Wait, then why did you come all the way here from Europe?"
"To make a new start. Plus, I kind of wanted to be an agent and I've finally got what I wanted. I can't be dealing with a bunch of blood-suckers who are just waiting for me to come out and slay them!"
"Will the boy rise again?"
"No, he's just dead. To make you a Vampire, they have to suck your blood. Then you have to drink some of their blood. Blah, blah, blah, it's just one whole big suck-fest. One that I don't want to have anything to do with so, good day."
"Mr Callen…"
"I said 'good day', Granger! Why should I be the one to deal with this?"
"Because you are the Vampire Slayer. In every generation, there is born one girl or boy, a Chosen One, and she or he alone will have the strength to fight…"
"To fight the Vampires, vanquish all evil, and save the day. Whoo-hoo! If it's so easy, why don't you do it and let me have my half-normal life?"
"I'm a Watcher. A Slayer slays, a Watcher…"
"Watches?"
"Yes. No! A Watcher trains and prepares him or her."
"For what? Leading the lives of the people closest to me into chaos? Allowing countless people to get hurt or even die and know I'm the one to blame for it? Getting kicked out of my job and my school? Go ahead, prepare me." Owen said nothing. G walked out of the office and Owen followed her. Neither of them noticed Sam around the corner, listening to the whole conversation.
Owen had cornered G in the corridor. "I don't understand why you have this…attitude. You've already accepted your duty. You faced the Vampires before. It's getting worse."
"What is?"
"The influx of the dead. I fear that a very dark power may be arising here."
"This is Los Angeles. What kind of 'danger of the dead' could be arising here?"
In a very dark cavern underneath their very feet, a bunch of candles were lit. A Vampire stood in the centre of the cavern. "The sleeper will awake…the sleeper will awake…the sleeper will awake, and the world will bleed."
G was in his room, getting changed. The guys at work had told him about a cool club in town called the Bronze and he was getting ready to go check it out. He finished getting ready and got into his car and left.
G got out of him car about a block away from the club. He started to walk down the street to the Bronze, but he heard something.
A tall man in a leather coat came out of a nearby alleyway. When he looked around the street, G was gone. Just as he was about to leave, G jumped out of nowhere and landed on him. G got up and pinned him to the ground with his foot on his stomach. "Is there a problem, mate?"
"Yeah, there's a problem! What are you doing?"
"I know what you're thinking. I don't bite."
G backed off and let him stand up. "What do you want?"
"The same thing you do."
"And that would be…"
"To kill them. To kill them all."
G imitated a buzzer. "Wrong answer. But you do get a fabulous $10 as a consolation prize. What I want is to be left alone!" He started to walk off.
"It's not that easy to get around it. You're standing at the Mouth of Hell and it's about to open." He turned around to face him. He took a small box out of his pocket. "You can't turn your back on this, you've gotta be ready." He tossed the box to her and he caught it perfectly.
"For what?"
"For the Harvest."
"And who are you again?"
"A friend." He walked off.
G opened the box and saw a chain with a silver cross. He pulled it out and put the box in his pocket, putting the chain around his neck.
G came into the Bronze and caught sight of Kensi at the bar. He went over to her. "Hey!"
Kensi turned to face her. "Hi!"
G sat down on the stool next to her. "Are you here with someone?"
"No, I thought that Sam might show up."
"Well, you can't just keep waiting for one guy to come around. He may not feel the same way and he may not be the right guy. My motto? 'Life is short. Seize the moment, because tomorrow you might be dead.'"
"That's good advice."
G smiled and then caught sight of Owen on the upper level. "I'll be right back." He got up and went up the stairs to him. What are you doing here? Partying?"
"Oh, right, this is me having fun," said Owen, "I'd rather be at home with a good book and a cup of tea."
"Is that what you do every night? You need a personality, stat!"
"This is a perfect breeding ground for Vampires. Dark, crowded…you need to be ready to face them."
"I know, the Harvest is coming. Your friend told me."
"What?"
"The Harvest? Does that mean something to you? 'Cause I'm drawing a blank."
"I don't know…Who told you this?"
"I don't know. Some guy. I figured you knew him."
"No, I don't believe I do.…The Harvest…did he say anything else?"
"Something about the Mouth of Hell."
Giles looked down at the kids that crowded the whole building. "Look at them. Completely unaware of the danger that surrounds them."
"Lucky them."
"Or, perhaps you're right. Perhaps, there is no real danger and the signs are wrong. It's not like you've been having the nightmares."
"'Nightmares'? What nightmares?"
"The Slayer nightmares that warn you and other Slayers of coming danger. It's not rare, you know."
G was silent for a few minutes before changing the subject. "I didn't say I'd never slay another Vampire. It's not like I suddenly like them. I'm just not going to get obsessed with it."
"Will you be ready? There's more to them then you know. A Vampire appears to be completely normal until it's time for them to feed. But a Slayer should be able to see them anyway, without looking and without even thinking. Can you tell if there is a Vampire in the building?"
"Uh…" G searched frantically for someone who seemed like a Vampire to him.
"Just concentrate. Hone in on their-"
"There's one." G pointed at a guy in the crowd.
"Where?"
"Talking to that girl. I mean, look at his jacket! He's got the sleeves rolled up…and his shirt! I mean, deal with the outfit for a moment!"
"Well, yes, but you didn't…hone."
"Uh oh."
"What?"
"That girl he's talking to is Kensi!"
Owen took a closer look and realized that, indeed, the girl that the guy was talking to was none other than Kensi Blye. "What's she doing?"
"Seizing the moment." G ran down to help her. When he got down there, Kensi and the guy were already gone. He went outside and looked around. He got out his stake. When he heard movement in the door next to where he was standing, he quickly turned around and held the stake up as a threat. Only after the girl yelped in surprise and pinned herself to the wall did he realize that it was nobody.
"What is your problem?" G quickly left.
G came back to the door that led into the Bronze and met Owen there.
"Wow that was quick. I need to go my office and research on that Harvest thing…"
"I didn't find them." G stuffed the stake back in his pocket.
"The Vampire is not dead?"
"No, but my social life is going down the tubes." He imitated a toilet flushing to make his point.
"So what do we do?"
"I don't know…maybe it wasn't a Vampire. Maybe I was wrong."
"Maybe. Do you need me to come with you?"
"Don't worry. One Vampire? I can handle it." He left and Owen left as well.
Just behind them, Eric was talking to a girl. "So, what's your name?"
The girl turned around to reveal herself as the Vampire that had attacked that boy the night before. "Darla."
"You know, I haven't seen you around here before."
"I have family here."
"Have I met them?"
"You probably will."
The Vampire was still in the caverns. An alpha Vamp appeared in front of him. "Master!"
"I am weak."
"'In the Harvest, he shall be restored.'"
"The Harvest…"
"We're almost there. Soon, you will be free."
"I must be ready. I need my strength."
"I've sent servants to bring you food."
"Good. Luke?"
"Yes, Master?"
"Bring in something…young."
Kensi was walking down a dark street next to a cemetery with the guy she had met in the Bronze. "Sure is dark."
"It's night."
"Well, night is dark." She looked around and saw that he was headed into the cemetery. "Uh, isn't the park the other way?"
"I know a shortcut."
Kensi sighed and followed him.
Outside the Bronze, G was still looking for Kensi.
Sam came up behind him. "Hey." G turned to face him. "Are you leaving?"
"I'm looking for Kensi. She left with a guy."
"Wow, I hope he's not a Vampire. 'Cause then you'd have to slay him."
G groaned in anger. "Isn't there a single person on this earth that doesn't know I'm the Slayer? Was there, like, a work bulletin? 'Hey, everybody! The new guy, G Callen, is a Vampire Slayer. Treat him with respect.'"
"What about Kensi?"
G caught herself. "Right. Where do you think they could have gone? If we don't find her, there's going to be another dead body in the morning!"
Kensi and the guy she was with came into the mausoleum.
"Ever been in one of these?" asked the guy.
"No," said Kensi, "Shouldn't we be going to the park?"
"Come on," said the guy, brushing her hair away from her neck, "What are you afraid of?" He started to move in on her neck.
"OK, just stop it! I barely know you!" Kensi sighed. "I'm just gonna go."
"Is that what you think?"
Before Kensi could ask him what he meant, Darla came in and blocked the entrance. She scoffed and turned to the guy. "Is this the best you could do, Thomas?"
"She's fresh!"
"And hardly enough to share."
"Then why didn't you bring your own?"
Darla smiled. "I did."
Eric stumbled into the mausoleum. He was weak from blood loss and holding onto his neck.
"Eric!" Kensi went up to him and helped him stand up.
"I got hungry on the way," Darla explained.
"Eric, we have to get out of here," Kensi said.
"Oh, you're not going anywhere," said Darla, "Not until…" She turned into her Vampire form. "…we've fed."
Kensi screamed, letting Eric fall to the ground and then stumbled over him and fell down next to him.
"Well, this is nice."
Darla turned around and saw G and Sam in the entrance.
"It's a little barren and rusty," said G, "But a couple splashes of paint, a few throw pillows, and you can call it home!"
"Who are you?" asked Darla.
"You mean, there's actually somewhat who doesn't know already?" asked G, sighing in relief, "That's a relief. You know, having a secret identity in this town is terribly difficult."
"Uh, G, isn't now the time where we run?" asked Sam.
"Not yet," said Thomas. He vamped out as well.
"OK, we can do this the hard way or…actually, there's just the hard way."
"I'm OK with that," said Darla.
"Really? Are you sure? 'Cause we're talking violence, strong language, adult content…" Darla attempted to kick her, but he dodged it easily. "Nice try. My turn!" The fighting began.
While G was battling with Darla and Thomas, Sam helped Kensi and Eric up and started to lead them out of the mausoleum.
"Now," said G, taking out his stake, "first things first…" He pierced Thomas' heart and he turned to dust. "…Vampires die." Darla came up behind him and she started to fight with him.
Sam, Kensi, and Eric had gotten out of the mausoleum and were about to leave the cemetery, but they found themselves surrounded by Vampires.
G knocked Darla to the ground. "You know, I just wanted to start over and be like everybody. Get some new friends, maybe a dog…"
"Who are you?"
"Don't you know?"
At that moment, Luke came up behind her and grabbed him by the neck. "I don't care!" He threw him into the wall on the other side of the mausoleum. "You were supposed to bring an offering for the Master!"
"We had offerings, but he came along and they got away. She killed Thomas!"
"Enough, Darla. Go. I'll handle him." Darla left. "You may be strong…" He punched him and he went flying into the other wall. "…but I'm stronger." He punched him again. "You're wasting my time!"
"Hey, I had other plans, too, alright?" He kicked him and got nothing but a pain in his knee, ankle, and toes.
He took advantage of his weak moment and launched him into the coffin in the centre of the mausoleum. "You think you can stop me? Stop us?" He got in the coffin on top of him and pinned him down. "You have no idea what you're dealing with." He moved in on his neck to take the bite.
TO BE CONTINUED…