The street is slick from last night's rain, and it reflects the moon
eerily. Midnight, the witching hour, a time to hunt. Clouds cover the
moon, and for a split second, everything is black. The only light is from
the glow of her eyes. She was the predator, and she could feel her prey
close by, the cold, stale stench of fear alive in night air. Footfalls
sound nearby, behind her. She whirls, and lands a kick on the vampire's
chest. It almost falls, but twists at the last moment to sweep her legs
out from under her. She hits the ground hard, but it doesn't affect her.
Rolling a split second later to avoid being hit in the face. This is
boring, she thought. No challenge here. Might as well end it and go home.
She regains her footing, and blocks an uppercut, then grabbing its arm,
yanks it out of the socket. Smoothly, she lets go to grab an engraved
wooden stake, a gift from her mother. While the creature is howling in
pain, she hammers it through the chest, and a dust cloud blows through her
hair. A satisfactory grin spreads across her face. Another one bites the
dust, she thinks ironically.
"Better get home before Buffy notices I'm gone." She says aloud to no one.
"Oh, come on pay up. I own Boardwalk and Park Place, with a house on both, that comes to: 3,500$"
"Can't you give me an interest free loan? You are the most beautiful banker in the history of this game."
"I don't think so, Xander. Mr. Moneybags didn't get to be a millionaire by giving out interest free loans, now did he?"
"Anya, he isn't real, it's just a game!"
"Still, it's the principle that counts."
At the Summer's home, Xander, Anya, Buffy, Willow, and Tara were enjoying a peaceful game of monopoly. As usual, Anya was the banker, and winning.
"Can we stop now, it's been three hours, and you've won every game!" complained Buffy.
"Yes, well, we could've stopped an hour ago, but Willow here felt magically inclined to increase her money, so we had to start over. Thank her for your exhaustion."
"I'm sorry, but I was in the hole 4,000 dollars, how was I supposed to get out of debt?"
Tara asked, "Hey, it's been pretty quiet upstairs, do you think Dawn's okay?"
"Yeah, miniBuffy is never this quiet, I'll check on her." Xander offered.
"I'll make sure no one tries to steal your money, honey!"
Xander grumbled on his way up, "What money? I have no money."
Meanwhile, outside, Dawn was scaling the trellis that led onto the roof.
"Oof, why can't all roses be thorn less? All flowers must hate me." She muttered.
A light came on in the hall outside her room, and through the window, she saw Xander walking towards her door.
"OH NO, he'll see me!"
She scambeled through the window to her room just as the door started to open; she was halfway in when the door opened all the way.
"Dawny, you awake? I." Xander gasped as he saw the dust covering her clothes, and the stake in her hand she was trying desperately to conceal. Then he noticed the open window, and he put two and two together.
"You've been out slaying!"
1 To Be Continued
"Better get home before Buffy notices I'm gone." She says aloud to no one.
"Oh, come on pay up. I own Boardwalk and Park Place, with a house on both, that comes to: 3,500$"
"Can't you give me an interest free loan? You are the most beautiful banker in the history of this game."
"I don't think so, Xander. Mr. Moneybags didn't get to be a millionaire by giving out interest free loans, now did he?"
"Anya, he isn't real, it's just a game!"
"Still, it's the principle that counts."
At the Summer's home, Xander, Anya, Buffy, Willow, and Tara were enjoying a peaceful game of monopoly. As usual, Anya was the banker, and winning.
"Can we stop now, it's been three hours, and you've won every game!" complained Buffy.
"Yes, well, we could've stopped an hour ago, but Willow here felt magically inclined to increase her money, so we had to start over. Thank her for your exhaustion."
"I'm sorry, but I was in the hole 4,000 dollars, how was I supposed to get out of debt?"
Tara asked, "Hey, it's been pretty quiet upstairs, do you think Dawn's okay?"
"Yeah, miniBuffy is never this quiet, I'll check on her." Xander offered.
"I'll make sure no one tries to steal your money, honey!"
Xander grumbled on his way up, "What money? I have no money."
Meanwhile, outside, Dawn was scaling the trellis that led onto the roof.
"Oof, why can't all roses be thorn less? All flowers must hate me." She muttered.
A light came on in the hall outside her room, and through the window, she saw Xander walking towards her door.
"OH NO, he'll see me!"
She scambeled through the window to her room just as the door started to open; she was halfway in when the door opened all the way.
"Dawny, you awake? I." Xander gasped as he saw the dust covering her clothes, and the stake in her hand she was trying desperately to conceal. Then he noticed the open window, and he put two and two together.
"You've been out slaying!"
1 To Be Continued