Slayer

Slayer

By

Lita Maxwell

I'm the one who kills with a stake.

I patrol the streets at night

with only a stake and creatures of the night for

company

I'm the Chosen One

"SLAYER"is the name they call me

on the streets of evil.

All evil knows the name of the Slayer.

It was like a key thing to know.

A quick stake to the heart of a vampire

turns them to dust in a heartbeat of a living soul

My watcher gone,stolen away by vamps.

My boyfriend, Angel, a vampire but with a soul.

We are being attacked by the same vamps theat has

my watcher trapped, were in a circle.

Angel has the crossbow and I of course has the one

thing that can stop the dead in they tracks

A STAKE

They wouldn't last long I promised you that.

No one knew what was really going on between me and

Angel

They didn't need to know.

Angel's love for me was strong enough to die for me.

I can let that happen he means to much to me for

anything to happen to him.

Unlike him, my life has no meaning , no importance.

If I die another one would come to take my place

It came with the job.