Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy, but I do own the vampire she is slaying and
the new girl.
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Buffy walks through the cemetery. She knows that there is a vampire in the area. "Where did he go now?" she quietly asks herself. She walks around Spikes crypt and moves down the pathway. Then, out of nowhere a vampire jumps out at her.
"Here we go again," she says as he makes the first move. She dodges the punch and swiftly counterattacks with a kick to his stomach. He is propelled backwards because of the sheer force of her kick, but doesn't give up.
"Slayer," he states. He tries to hit her again, but she dodges just in time.
"You know, I can see that your gonna hit me. You keep dropping your shoulder," she states, giving him advice that he doesn't need. He doesn't back off though and he lands the next punch. She can begin to feel her jaw ache. "Now is that anyway to treat someone who is trying to help you?" she asks. He goes for her again, but she has had enough tonight and doesn't want to deal with him anymore.
The vampire swings at her, a miss. She pulls out her wooden stake. She punches him twice then throws him over a nearby tombstone. He lands on his back and she dashes around to get to him. He jumps up, kicks her, and she flys back crashing into another tombstone. The wind has been knocked out of her and she lies there almost completely limp. He walks over to her and picks her up by the throat. She can't breath and is about to panic when she realizes that she still has her lucky stake in her jacket.
"I'm gonna make it my point to kill you, Slayer," he says. She can tell that he has nothing to fear, but fear itself and she struggles a little more so that she can reach into her jacket.
Buffy pulls out her stake and stabs the vampire with it. He turns to dust as she falls to the ground. She gets to her feet and begins to walk away when she feels someone's eyes on her. She looks into the woods, but doesn't see anyone or anything. 'It's just my imagination' she thinks trying to comfort herself, but she knows that it probably isn't. She walks home to her house. Her patrol for the night has ended.
***
There had been someone watching her though. A girl about 17 had been hiding in the shadows watching The Slayer destroy the vampire from afar. Buffy had not only taken his life, but his spirits too and this young girl took note of that fact.
It took all of the girl's strength to finally get up enough courage come to Sunnydale. When she had decided she knew that it would be dangerous, but now that she was here she was thinking that it might have been a big mistake.
She had to talk to someone about what was happening to her, though, and she needed The Slayer if she was going to find out how to fix the problem. The Slayer was the only one that could help her.
She cautiously followed Buffy back to her home, not wanting to draw any attention to herself. The only way to get close enough to The Slayer was to figure out what she loved and she didn't think that that was going to be easy.
The young girl looked into the window and knew right away what The Slayer loved. She was shocked by how easily the thought came to her. It was a little girl about 15. With that knowledge she knew how to get herself involved in their lives and started to think of the process of how to become one of them as she walked away from the house.
***
Buffy walks through the cemetery. She knows that there is a vampire in the area. "Where did he go now?" she quietly asks herself. She walks around Spikes crypt and moves down the pathway. Then, out of nowhere a vampire jumps out at her.
"Here we go again," she says as he makes the first move. She dodges the punch and swiftly counterattacks with a kick to his stomach. He is propelled backwards because of the sheer force of her kick, but doesn't give up.
"Slayer," he states. He tries to hit her again, but she dodges just in time.
"You know, I can see that your gonna hit me. You keep dropping your shoulder," she states, giving him advice that he doesn't need. He doesn't back off though and he lands the next punch. She can begin to feel her jaw ache. "Now is that anyway to treat someone who is trying to help you?" she asks. He goes for her again, but she has had enough tonight and doesn't want to deal with him anymore.
The vampire swings at her, a miss. She pulls out her wooden stake. She punches him twice then throws him over a nearby tombstone. He lands on his back and she dashes around to get to him. He jumps up, kicks her, and she flys back crashing into another tombstone. The wind has been knocked out of her and she lies there almost completely limp. He walks over to her and picks her up by the throat. She can't breath and is about to panic when she realizes that she still has her lucky stake in her jacket.
"I'm gonna make it my point to kill you, Slayer," he says. She can tell that he has nothing to fear, but fear itself and she struggles a little more so that she can reach into her jacket.
Buffy pulls out her stake and stabs the vampire with it. He turns to dust as she falls to the ground. She gets to her feet and begins to walk away when she feels someone's eyes on her. She looks into the woods, but doesn't see anyone or anything. 'It's just my imagination' she thinks trying to comfort herself, but she knows that it probably isn't. She walks home to her house. Her patrol for the night has ended.
***
There had been someone watching her though. A girl about 17 had been hiding in the shadows watching The Slayer destroy the vampire from afar. Buffy had not only taken his life, but his spirits too and this young girl took note of that fact.
It took all of the girl's strength to finally get up enough courage come to Sunnydale. When she had decided she knew that it would be dangerous, but now that she was here she was thinking that it might have been a big mistake.
She had to talk to someone about what was happening to her, though, and she needed The Slayer if she was going to find out how to fix the problem. The Slayer was the only one that could help her.
She cautiously followed Buffy back to her home, not wanting to draw any attention to herself. The only way to get close enough to The Slayer was to figure out what she loved and she didn't think that that was going to be easy.
The young girl looked into the window and knew right away what The Slayer loved. She was shocked by how easily the thought came to her. It was a little girl about 15. With that knowledge she knew how to get herself involved in their lives and started to think of the process of how to become one of them as she walked away from the house.