Lancelot and Gawain were confused and awed. Those two emotions together, was not something they were used to feeling. The two women that they had "rescued" were beautiful. That in, itself, isn't what made them confused and awed because they have seen many women with beauty even purer than theirs, but something, when they rested up against their armored chests made them feel protective and loved. There, they both admitted it. In less than an hour, both had fallen for the women in their arms. They didn't know what to do. As Roman soldier, but not Roman citizens, they could not marry them. That's one of the reasons Bors, hasn't made Vanora and honest woman.

As they came up to the split in the road, all the horses started to whine and shift about in fear.

"Wh…what's happening?" asked Willow as she rubbed some sleep out of her eyes. She tensed slightly when she felt two arms around her tightly, but relaxed again when she felt the horse start to buck a little. Whoever was behind her was trying not to let her fall. Then her memory caught up to her and she realized it was Gawain that was holding her so close. She blushed before pushing it away. Now was definitely not the time!

Dawn was in a similar predicament. As soon as Lancelot's horse started to whine and shake his head, she had woken up. She was gripping Lancelot's armor because she was afraid of falling off. It wasn't that she was afraid of falling off, she was afraid because she could sense hostile auras nearby-Vampires. She didn't know what to do. If the Vampires attacked, there was a good chance that one or ALL of the Knights could die. But if she and Willow revealed themselves, they might live but the Knights would reject them. The Roman Catholic Church doesn't take to kindly to Witchcraft.

"Bloody Hell! What's got the 'orses all frightened!" shouted Bors as he tumbled off his steed and attempted to calm him down.

Tristan was silent. His eyes were running over all the trees and a bow and arrow was ready to be fired.

He said, "Something evil, is watching."

He let the arrow go and with a twang. The arrow flew through the air and embedded in something. Willow and Dawn knew that sound well. He had hit a Vampire. It fell from a tree and before it even touched the ground, it exploded into dust. The arrow remained behind innocently.

"What the Hell! What was that!" demanded Galahad as his hand rested on his sword.

"I don't know." Replied Tristan to the disbelief of his fellow Knights. Then, before their eyes, five more dropped from the treetops. The Knights unconsciously backed off because the five's faces were pale sickly white, had weird ridges on their foreheads, their eyes were glowing an eerie cold golden color, and their teeth were strange and long.

Dawn answered, "They are Vampires."

Arthur looked at her in disbelief and demanded even as they all dismounted their horses, "Vampires are not real, My Lady. They are a simple myth to frighten the locals into staying in at night."

Willow, who had pulled a sword from its place on Gawain's horse, looked up at Arthur and snorted.

She said, "And how do you explain the glowing eyes, the teeth, and the fact that he blew up when Tristan's arrow pierced him?"

Arthur's mouth closed as Willow nodded and said, "You all stay back. Dawn and I can handle these babies."

Gawain touched her arm and said, "But…"

Willow smiled at him and said, "I know what I'm doing Gawain. These are Fledges, newly made Vampires, probably only two to three months old. I have been fighting the Underworld Demons since I was sixteen. I'm twenty-four. That's almost ten years. I know what I'm doing. Come on Dawn…let's get them."

Dawn, from the safety of Lancelot's body because he had pushed her behind him, reached up and unsheathed one of his twin swords. She went in front of him and twirled the blade expertly. She is the sister of the Original Slayer. She is the Key to their bloodline. She was to be the new Slayer.

Willow and Dawn took up guard and waited. The Vampires must have been even younger than they thought, because they looked at them with hungry eyes that belied their blank faces.

"Look it here boys, we've 'ot ourselves two juicy ones that think they can take on us!"

Willow sneered and said, "You are only a few months old. I've gone up against as Master and nearly bested him! Instead, we came to a drawl. Do you really want to fight me Fledge?"

The Vampires all roared in anger. This puny mortal had called them Babies! She was going to die.

Gawain winced as the first two Vampires lunged at Willow. He tightened his grip on his battle-axes and took a step forward. Tristan's tattooed hand stopped him. Gawain glared at him, but was surprised to see Tristan offering his bow and arrow to him. Quickly understanding, he notched the arrow and sent it flying through the air. It embedded itself in one of the two Vampires that Willow was fighting. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lancelot going the same. Only he was shooting at the three Dawn was fighting.

Dawn, noticing the arrow in the Vampire's shoulder called out, "Aim for the hearts! Only something wooden through the heart will kill them!"

Quickly reloading, the two Knights tried again. This time their aim was true and before their startled eyes, two Vampires exploded into dust.

Willow sighed. She knew that the Knights couldn't just NOT help them, but they were fine. She sighed again as the Vampire turned to dust. Quickly, she twirled the long sword over her head and deflected the Vampire's own sword and neatly cut its head off. Gawain and the other Knight was amazed to see the Vampire crumble into dust.

Dawn was quick to take advantage of the other two Vampire's shock of their brother's dying. She cut one Vampire's head off cleanly and spun around in time to be punched in the chest and sent flying into a tree. She groaned.

"DAWN!" shouted Lancelot as he rushed to her side.

She looked up at him and paled. The Vampire was right behind Lancelot.

"LANCELOT!" yelled Arthur still to shocked to make any orders. It seemed that the Church lied to him. He felt as if God was removing his blindness and made him see what really happened in the night. Merlin was right after all. All those stories about a female Slayer born to defend the world against the Darkness was true! He closed his eyes and forced himself to rejoin the battle. He looked at his Knights and was somewhat relieved to see that they too were having a bit of trouble understanding the truth before them. Even if they were not of the Church, they still didn't believe in monsters that sucked another person's blood in order to survive.

"Move!" Dawn yelled in fear. Arthur and the others turned to the sound. Lancelot didn't move. In fact, he turned around and placed himself in front of her-as if to protect her.

Dawn groaned again, she was in pain. One or two of her ribs were definitely broken.

"WILLOW!" she yelled as the vampire threw Lancelot's sword away from him and held him up by the neck. She could see the one she liked starting to choke and knew that only one thing could save them now.

Willow spun around from berating Gawain and paled. She raised a hand. But before she could cast her spell, an arrow flew through the air and hit the Vampire directly in the heart from behind. Surprised, she spun around and saw Arthur lowering his own bow. She smiled. He just might make it through whatever was bothering him. She knew he was confused-hell all the Knights were-but Arthur was a devote member of the Roman Church. She knew this thanks to the movie. This episode must have spun his world into chaos. His eyes showed his turmoil; she was empathic. She could FEEL it.

Quickly, she rushed to her friend's side. Lancelot was already checking her for injuries.

By the time she got there, Lancelot was finished and said, "She has two busted ribs. She'll need medical care when we arrive. Other than that, she'll be fine."

Willow nodded and watched with a tiny smile as the black-hared Knight picked up her friend bridal style and carefully placed her on his horse.

Gawain came up behind her and said, "I've never seen him so worked up over and woman. Maybe he is finally starting to understand the concept of love?"

She looked up at him and saw that he was scared. Not for himself, not even for Lancelot or Dawn, he was scared for her. She sighed. She'd have a lot to answer to when they get to this Milestone.

They went back to his horse and Arthur said as Gawain placed her on the saddle again, "I expect you to tell us all you know about this…these…Vampires."

Willow nodded and smiled.

Arthur would make it. Already she could see some changes in the dark Roman Knight.

She replied, "I'll tell you everything I know and then some. That is, if you think you can handle it?"

Galahad scoffed and said, "Of course we can! We're the Sarmatian Knights! We can handle everything!"

Bors knocked him in the back of the head and said, "Aye boy, now let the Lasses sleep. I expect they are a bit tired from the excitement."

Dagonet brought his horse up to the two knights who carried the two women and handed them two thick blankets. Winter was upon them, and the nights were cold. Both accepted the blankets with a nod and gently covered the women with the fur blankets. Dawn was already asleep nestled in Lancelot's embrace, and Willow smiled in thanks at the tall man she knew would die in a year's time. She hoped that she and Dawn could gain their trust so that they might be able to change Dagonet's fate. With that, she turned to Tristan and Lancelot. She hoped they could prevent all of their deaths really. According to the movie, the Roman Empire, by serving in the army, had enslaved them. None of them deserved to die enslaved. They deserved to be free men.