The Next Generation
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It was already dark, strange because its only 5:00. The night was cold and eerie; with every step I took another chill ran up my spine. The wind blew my hair in my face, making it hard for me to see where I was going. I was getting so frustrated by it, I was about ready to walk backwards so it would blow behind me.
Tucking my hair behind my ear, I paused in the road. If I went left, it would mean going through the cemetery, which I hated, and if I went right, it would mean taking the longer way home. I was already late enough; I was supposed to be home from Jenna's a half hour ago.
I decided the best thing to do was go through the cemetery. It's not that I'm afraid of the cemetery exactly, I actually find it kind of peaceful (ironic isn't it?) it's just that too many people I know are buried in that cemetery. Weird things happen in my town, there are mysterious deaths all the time, walking around Terrance burg alone at night is like signing your death certificate, but me being the stubborn and sometimes stupid girl that I am, I do it anyways.
I approached the gate of the cemetery and took a moment to collect my nerves before pushing open the creaky gate and walking inside.
Walking through the cemetery, I examined all the headstones. So many were neglected; dead flowers and weeds, overgrown grass hiding the inscriptions on the gravestones. I couldn't help but wonder if the people that should have been taking care of the gravestones simply stopped coming or they had passed on themselves. Then the saddening thought that they had no one to take care of there grave because they had no family or friends jumped into my head.
A snapping twig jolted me out of my thoughts and I whipped around. Looking around I saw nothing. I squinted into the darkness and listened closely for anything besides me that might be out there. I heard nothing. I was just about to call hello when I remembered that the people in the scary movies always die after they yell hello to the mysterious noise.
I looked around for a few more seconds and then I turned back around and continued walking. I heard another twig snap behind me, closer this time, and then a low growl. I spun around and gasped at what I saw before me.
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" Spike asked Buffy.
"Yes, this is the only way we can know for sure." Buffy answered watching the young girl from behind the bushes.
"But she hasn't had any training yet, even if it is her, there's a chance she wont make it because she doesn't know who she is or what she's capable of ." He argued.
"If she really needs us, we'll be here to help her." She said finally looking at him. " I know its her, I just do."
Slayers. Spike thought, you got to love their nerve.
"Well I bloody hope your right about this one."
Buffy turned back to the girl.
"Me too." She whispered.
Standing before me, was, god I don't even know what it was, but it was scary. It's forhead was all messed up, bumpy, and it had fangs. It almost looked like some sort of vampire, something you would only see in the old horror movies. Whatever it was, looked like it must have been a man before whatever happened to it happened. Something told me this was the thing that caused all the mysterious deaths in Terrance Burg. I took a step back and it took a step forward. I took another step back and it took another step forward, growling at me.
I didn't know what to do, I wanted to run but I was afraid to turn my back on him…it. It growled at me again and I took another step back. This time I tripped on a headstone and fell on my butt.
I knew I was a goner then. I had no chance to get up before it took its opportunity and came lunging at me, fangs bared. Kicking at the ground, I scooted backwards, away from it at the same time while looking for some kind of weapon or something I could use as protection. All I could find was a sharp, broken tree branch. I wrapped my hand around it and did a backwards somersault; landing me on my knees, at the same time it reached me. He sent me to the ground again, pinning me down; he pushed my head to the side and moved his mouth towards my neck.
Screaming, I thought, what the hell is this? Can this really be a vampire? I kicked my leg that wasn't pinned beneath him up and landed it in between his legs, proving that he used to be a man.
Howling in pain, and obviously shocked, it sat up, giving me just enough time to roll away and get up. I heard a rustle in the bushes behind me and another twig snap, but I was too worried about the problem in front of me to think about what that could have been.
Spike grabbed Buffy's arm before she could step out of their hiding place and reveal herself.
"Not yet." He said pulling her back to him, causing her to step on a twig and snap it.
"What!" Buffy whispered loudly. "Are you crazy? You're the one who didn't like this plan, and now you won't let me help her?" She looked at him bewildered
"I know." He whispered calmly, "but I think she has this under control."
Buffy looked at him huffily.
"You think?" She asked sarcastically before turning her back on him and putting her attention back on the girl.
We faced each other, the vampire and I. Instinct told me this was going to be a fight. He started to circle around me, as if I was his pray and he was waiting for the right moment to go in for the kill.
When he lunged at me, I rolled to the left. I got back up and jumped into a fighting stance, mirroring his. I decided I was going to let him make the next move. He lashed out at me with a fist, I blocked it easily with my right arm. I threw my right leg out into a roundhouse kick and struck him hard across the face. He growled at me again and punched me hard in the face.
I stumbled backwards and flipped over a headstone, landing hard on my back. Groaning I rolled over and got to my feet again and came face to face with him. I backed away, he growled at me again and looked at me hungrily.
Rounding up all my strength, I reared my arm back and punched him as hard as I could in the face. He flew back and slammed into a tree trunk. His whole body shook with the force of the hit before he slid to the ground.
Thinking he was unconscious, I took a couple tentative steps towards him, before I heard a low growl from deep within him. He growled again, louder this time and pushed himself up. I took a step back. He came running at me full speed and jumped on me, knocking the wind out of me and bringing me to the ground with him.
I squirmed underneath his weight, kicking, punching, and clawing whatever I could get near, but it was no use. It was like he had super strength. I looked around for the broken branch I had earlier, but when I saw it, it was to far away, I must have dropped it sometime when we were fighting. There was nothing else I could do, nothing else I could think of that would get me out of this. I never imagined myself dying this way, I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side, giving up.
Suddenly, I felt him pulled off of me and opened my eyes to see a beautiful blond women and a pale bleached blond man fighting him. They were amazing, the vampire was nothing compared to them; it was weak. They just kept punching him and kicking back and forth between each other, almost as if he were a hacky sack.
Then the women pulled something out of her pocket, it looked lie some sort of stake, and stabbed him through the heart with it. The vampire exploded into dust. I blinked, not believing what I saw, but it was real alright.
The man walked over to me and the women did as well, brushing her hands up and putting the stake back in her coat pocket. The man offered me his hand and I took it, my eyes were wide. He pulled me up.
"Hi, I'm Buffy." The women said perkily, "and this is Spike."
I looked back and forth between the two before everything went black.