AN: Okay so here's the deal. Kelly Bundy is the Slayer. I figured this out by examining the way her dates dressed and because the show did take place between the time that the woman from the Bronx was killed by Spike and before the show came out. (actually there may be some overlapping but work with me here.) I'll try to make this correlate with actual episodes as much as possible. This will start out shortly before the series started though.

"Hey Kelly, that guy is checking you out," Brandi said.

Kelly Bundy glanced at the guy. He was wearing a black leather jacket and ripped blue jeans. He was fairly muscular and had a mullet. Kelly averted her eyes.

"Go talk to him. You don't want to be a virgin forever do you?" Rachel asked.

Kelly felt nervous. She had to be the last virgin in Chicago. But at the same time she didn't really want to waste her first time either.

"Yeah Kelly, don't be such a prude," Brandi said.

Kelly walked over to the guy, "Hi."

"Hey babe, wanna get laid," he asked. Kelly didn't really. She felt like such a whore just meeting some guy in the mall. She glanced around. They had just been loitering. Her father was a shoe salesman so she didn't really have enough money to actually buy much. But if she didn't go with him she would still have to deal with her friends taunts.

Just this once, she thought. "Yeah." They went outside and around back. There were some wooden pallets next to a large metal dumpster. Garbage was covering the ground and Kelly could hear rats running around.

She turned around and faced the man. How old was he? Probably in his twenties. She looked at his face. He was pretty good looking. But then something happened to his face. His skin started to scrunch up. He turned into a hideous monster. He opened his mouth to show his fangs.

Kelly screamed and fell to the ground. "Help me!" Nobody heard her. Kelly crawled away from him. She pushed herself off the ground. "It's okay. I'm a Bundy and I can handle this."

She rushed at him and punched him in the face. He fell to the ground. "Wow, I've never thrown a punch that strong before." Being a Bundy she had been taught at an early age how to street fight. Her family used violence quite often when dealing with obnoxious yuppies.

He was already back up. She kicked him in the head. She started to pummel him with his fist. But whatever she did he kept coming back for more. He punched her in the stomach. He was almost as strong as her.

I have to find a weapon. She glanced around and saw the wooden pallet. She pulled a board off and hit him in the head with it. It busted in half. The part she held was somewhat pointy.

"Hit him in the heart," a woman's voice said. Kelly followed her instructions and stabbed him in the chest. He turned to dust and dissolved.

A middle-aged woman approached her. "Good job, Kelly."

"Who are you? And what was that?" Kelly asked.

I am Mary Tramer. I am your Watcher," she said.

"My Watcher," Kelly asked.

"You are the slayer. You have been chosen to battle vampires," Mary explained. She went on to tell her about the Slayer and powers that be and whatnot.

"Vampires wear capes and have goofy accents. He was wearing leather and talked like a normal guy."

"The stories you've seen in movies aren't accurate. Come here tomorrow and meet me in the coffee shop. Your training starts tomorrow."

Kelly went back to her friends. "Hey Kelly, you get laid?" Brandi asked.

Kelly paused for a second. "Yeah," she lied.