Description: This fan fic is about a Slayer in present time, who discovers an alternate world that she did not know existed. In this new world, Baylie learns that there are more things in the shadows than just vampires and demons…
Disclaimer: I own nothing. The only thing that might remotely belong to me is the main (OC's) that are mentioned throughout this story. This fic is completely original, and will have absolutely nothing to do with the Fellowship and Frodo, Sam, or the Ring. So read and enjoy!
Chapter 1
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It was a typical Friday night in Maysville, which was a small town located in the suburbs of New York City. There were teenagers heading home, some with their boyfriends or girlfriends, and others finishing their coffee at Starbucks. Some of the adults had taken refugee inside bookstores and Café's, apparently hiding from the trouble makers and skate boarders that whipped by.
Baylie, however, was on guard.
She placed her hands inside the pockets of her jacket and made her way toward the park. An elderly couple had decided to take a late night walk with their dogs, which Baylie found rather odd.
Everyone who lived in this area knew not to go walking in the park so late at night, because of the strange occurrences that had recently taken place.
Baylie snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Yea occurrences."
These "occurrences", which the Congressmen and police referred to it as, was the murdering of local people who wandered the neighborhood after dark. Though everyone else was blind to the case, Baylie knew exactly what was causing the deaths of innocent passerby's.
Vampires. Demons.
These two words have been the main focus of her life for the past eight years. She knew little about them when she was younger, but when she turned of age she discovered who and what she was.
A slayer.
And she remembered the exact day when her Guardian tracked her down to tell her that she was the Chosen One. Baylie did not believe him at first, as would anyone else, but after having strange encounters with vampires and other sorts of demons, she knew it was no joke.
She had not seen, nor spoken to her Guardian for three years now, and was glad that they decided to go their separate ways.
Baylie sighed, not wanting to continue with this lovely reminiscing, and turned to leave. However, something caused her to stop short and she cocked her head to the side. Some distance away she could see a tall, dark figure standing under an Oak tree, far out into the woods. As she peered more closely, she could see he was swaying back and forth, holding something in his hands.
Baylie sighed again.
"Damn vamps can't go one night without eating a four coarse meal."
She made her way over to it nonchalantly, and reached into her coat to pull out her stake. As she neared it, she could see the outline of its distorted body, its long arms tearing into a defenseless animal. For several minutes it took no notice of her approaching, but suddenly stopped and reared its ugly head to where she was standing.
Baylie stopped abruptly and gaped at it.
It was definitely not a vampire, but some sort of demon she had never seen before. Its face was deformed, with slick black skin and yellow beady eyes. Its forearms, legs and torso were wider than Baylie's entire body, and he was also massive in height, dressed only in a dirty rag that was tied around his waist.
He opened its hideous mouth, his teeth long and jagged, and let out a howl.
Baylie raised her eyebrow and smirked.
"Was that suppose to scare me?" she taunted.
Before the creature could respond Baylie whirled around and lifted her leg into the air, her foot coming into contact with the side of its face. Landing back on her feet, Baylie looked up to see the demon staring back at her, unharmed.
Baylie grunted and swung her arms around, slamming her fists as hard as she could into its chest and face. All she accomplished from this was pushing him further back into the woods.
Out of breath, Baylie began to grow frustrated. Why was he not budging?
Baylie jumped back in time as he lunged for her, his grimy hands gripping around the bark of a tree. It growled in response, turning around quickly and began running towards her.
She reacted quick and leapt in the air, jumping over him and landing some ways behind him. The creature was apparently befuddled, and Baylie found this amusing.
"Can't we talk about this?" she quipped and picked up her stake. "Or maybe I can just kill you and get it over with?"
He must have interpreted what she said because he growled in response.
"Gu'look sae' ferth'oae!" it spat, and charged at her.
It managed to strike Baylie across her face, cutting the corner of her mouth. She touched her lip and when she saw blood, she got up and swung her leg around, striking him in his face.
This seemed to have injured the creature, as he stumbled back. Baylie took no time to ponder why it was taking her so long to beat him down, and began to attack him with all that she could muster.
Finally, as she side kicked him in the ribs, he collapsed on the ground. Baylie stood over him and stared down in curiosity. Lifting her stake, she gripped it tightly and with vigorous force she impaled it through his forehead.
Breathless, Baylie stood and threw down her stake, wiping away blood from her lip.
For a split second she could not help but feel dismal towards its lifeless body, but that feeling faded when she stepped back, feeling something soppy under her feet.
Looking down, Baylie fought back a wave of nausea when she discovered what exactly the creature was doing so far into the woods. On the ground in front of her were the two elderly couple's bodies, lifeless and mutilated on top a puddle of blood.
Baylie slapped her hand over her mouth to stop from heaving as she leaned up against a tree. She had seen corpse's in the past, but nothing so gruesome as what this demon had endured on these helpless civilians.
Tears began to well up in her eyes. These people were someone's parents… someone's grandparents… and it made her sick.
For awhile Baylie just sat under the tree crying silently, and staring at the demon's carcass. She questioned its whereabouts, and its purpose for being here. And what language was it speaking? Moments like these made Baylie regret not having a Guardian. He was always the one person she could turn to for answers.
Sniffling, Baylie decided it was time to notify the police. Suddenly, as she stood, something wrapped around her neck and pulled her into the tree. Gagging and struggling to free herself, Baylie looked down to see a black arm gripping her neck.
Another one!
She dug her nails deep into its skin and she was quickly released from its hold. She grabbed on quickly to a branch before she could fall and struggled a bit as she pushed herself on top of it.
Gasping for air, Baylie clutched her throat and looked around wildly for the second demon. She could see a shadow moving from one branch to another. This one, she noted, was a lot more graceful than the other.
Nevertheless… It was going to die.
Balancing on top of the branch, Baylie leapt to another, trying to focus on where the demon exactly was. A strong gust of wind swept pass her and she had to hold onto the branch above her to keep from falling. After regaining her balance she realized that it had been the demon, and readied herself.
Another strong current and this time Baylie reached out and grabbed onto the arm of the demon. The impact caused both Baylie and the demon to fall from the tree, landing none too gently on the ground.
Spitting out foliage from her mouth, Baylie quickly stuck her leg out and tripped the demon. This one looked exactly the same as the other, maybe even uglier.
Baylie walked up to it and kneed it in its mouth, reaching for her stake. She pouted her lips when she could not feel the stake inside her coat pocket and sighed, realizing she had left it near the dead bodies.
As the demon stood, Baylie began to assault it, punching and kicking as it grunted and thrashed its arms. After several blows from Baylie, the demon snuck around and smacked Baylie across the chest, tossing her into the air. Baylie's body hit a tree and she looked up dazedly and met the demon's eyes.
He sneered, reached down and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder.
Baylie could feel blood trickling down her head as started to beat her fists against its back. This attempt was useless, because the demon continued to walk further into the woods, unaware of the pain Baylie was trying to inflict on him.
The park was leaving Baylie's eyesight and her vision was becoming blurred. The demon stopped, spoke some words, and when he took a few steps forward Baylie could make out the silhouette of three more demons.
They exchanged some words the Baylie could not understand, and out of nowhere a blinding white light illuminated the woods and Baylie fell into a deep, dark slumber.
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