Buffy and the Lethal Protector

by Celgress

Tired of battling Spider-Man in NYC Eddie Brock, aka the anti-hero called Venom, seeks a quiet life as a high school journalism teacher in Sunnydale California. Little does he or his other suspect their new home town is anything but peaceful. Starts at the beginning of BtVS Season Two and will continue from there, assuming it generates enough interest.

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimers

All characters appearing in Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel are copyright Joss Whedon. No infringements of these copyrights are intended, and are not authorized by the copyright holder.

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Buffy and the Lethal Protector – Prologue

By

Celgress

Sunken Church Sunnydale September 1997, night

The Anointed One fumed. He couldn't believe what had happened! Not only had Absalom failed to resurrect their beloved Master he'd gotten himself dusted in the process! Everything had gone wrong the Order of Aurelius was more in shambles than ever!

"Whoever kills the Slayer shall be my new lieutenant." The Anointed one declared leaping upon the Master's former throne. "Who amongst you is brave enough to accept my challenge? Do I have any volunteers?"

"And suffer the Master and Absalom's fate, no thanks." A bearded, brown haired male vampire said shaking his head others murmured their own serious reservations.

"Cowards," The child vampire hissed in disgust.

"They are, cowardly and unworthy of the name Aurelians," A new voice said one that was sophisticated and full of concealed threat. All eyes focused on the newcomer a tall, slim, male vampire wearing a hooded crimson robe. Shoulder length sliver hair and a matching goatee framed his drawn, pale face. The glint in his light blue eyes betrayed a deep intelligence. "Miserable, useless creatures their value, such as it is, strictly limited."

"How dare you insult us interloper!" The bearded vampire roared slipping into vamp face. He threw himself at the stranger who waived his right hand at the attacking vampire. An invisible force violently threw the bearded vampire across the vast cavern pinning him against a wall.

The stranger then waved his left hand again tossing several candles at the bearded vampire who was quickly immolated crumbling into dust. "I detest insolence. Where was I ah yes allow me to introduce myself I am Lucien an old friend and loyal follower of the late Master." Lucien said a hint of sadness in his voice. Lucien now placed his attention fully on the Anointed One. "I hear you have a problem with a certain Slayer, Buffy Summers. Rest assured I am the solution to your underlings' recent shortcomings."

"No, I will no longer tolerate flash promises made by self-inflated shamans." The Anointed One said narrowing his eyes. "Destroy him at once my minions." The other vampires remained still. "Follow my orders!"

"How unfortunate, they've lost faith in your leadership it would seem. Can't say I blame them, your conduct is far from inspiring." Lucien said quickly closing the distance between himself and the Anointed One. Hoisting up the much smaller vampire by his throat Lucien put his free right hand on the Anointed One's head and twisted hard decapitating him. Sweeping away the tiny pile of ash Lucien sat upon the freshly vacated throne. "Hear me I have come to make our Order great again. Under my tutelage the Brethren of Aurelius shall one more become a force to be feared. Our imminent reassertion of greatest begins on the Night of Saint Vigeous with Buffy Summers' long awaited demise! " Cheers of approval echoed throughout the chamber.

Sunnydale Bus Station the next day, morning

"Enjoy your stay in Sunnydale Mr. Brock." The bus driver said as the stocky, blonde haired man with the weathered face, dressed in what appeared by be faded blue jeans and a black leather jacket grabbed his bag and departed.

"Thanks," Eddie Brock said cheerfully. Surveying his surroundings as the bus pulled away Eddie breathed in deeply savouring the fresh, clean Californian air. Sunnydale seemed peaceful enough. He'd made the right decision for himself and his other. Free of that accursed arachnid they could finally find peace on the West Coast. Eddie's only regret was there seemed little crime to prevent here. Oh well maybe his new job as journalism teacher at Sunnydale High School would be more exciting than he assumed, who knows? Hefting his duffle bag with minimum effort Eddie walked away towards his new life.

To Be Continued

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