The Watcher
Eric wasn't sure what woke him from his slumber, but it smelled awful. Eric pulled himself up against the wall. He peeled his eyes open to orange rays of light cutting the ashy walls of what looked to be a bedroom. It was daytime he was surprised at how long he had slept, and he couldn't quite figure out why his stomach hurt so much. It was as if something had been kneeing him in the gut for hours. Eric stood out of the bed. His old brown shoes touching the ground with a click. His hands rushed to his head as he sighed. He remembered that he had fainted at such an important moment. He moved through the house going through one ashy room to the next. He pieced together that the girl had been living there for a while. She was nowhere to be seen though. He headed outside of the house to the noise of what sounded like scissors. A noise he actually knew well. There she sat his slayer sharpening stakes. Even though there teaching relationship had yet to begin he already felt proud. "Hello my name is Eric. It is splendid to meet you." The girl chunked a stake to a large growing pile of already sharpened weapons. "The name is Chloe. Why were you out in the graveyard last night?" He grabbed a plastic stool and sat next to her in what he assumed was her backyard. She had clothes pinned up on lines that flew with the wind. She was a brunette her hair draped on her shoulders, but no lowers than her shoulder blades. Her eyes were a very dark blue. There was nothing poetic about them as far as eyes go. They were blue but it would be an insult to compare them to a body of water. She had to be young since she was called as a slayer, but the rings around her eyes. The look of exhaustion that surrounded her made her seem much older than her actual age. Her clothing attire was simple a black tank top with jeans. Eric spoke "actually I was going to ask you the same. You just became a slayer how did you know how to kill vampires?" Chloe smirked. "There is a long story for that answer so I'll give you the short version. I lost my family to vampires. I grew up in a foster home where you had to learn to fight to live went to school got kicked out. Started to hunt down the people who killed my family finally found one realized he wasn't human. Got lucky that night cause all I had to fight the guy was a sharp wooden end of a chair. Next thing I know I'm hunting vampires. Turns out this town is infested with them then a day ago I get super powers and now you show up. Well that's how so your turn to speak." Eric was shocked. His head was spinning with thoughts. He thought he might even pass out again. He was in a stupor at how this girl had gotten into the world that he was brought into so easily. Everything about her was rough he wanted to stop and feel bad for her, but he needed to keep calm and answer the question. Eric spoke. He spoke of the tales of the slayers before her. The rogue slayer In prison. He even told tales of buffy the slayer who had previously passed. Of course leaving out the part where she quit the council for two years. He gave her details to hundreds of battles and more. It was his favorite thing to speak of, and she was just as interested. They spoke till evening moving the conversation from the backyard to the kitchen and finally to a very beat up yet cozy living room. They sat next to what used to be a fire place. The living room was vacant except for the one dirty cut up couch. It was a grim area, but it sometimes added to Eric's stories specially the ones of buffy. Eric was rather proud of himself. He spoke confidently, and had not even passed out. Well until a large spike bat hit the back of his head knocking him out cold.
Chloe the vampire slayer
"Again? Really!" No time I need to focus. Mainly cause three very large vampires stood in front of me armed with some heavy objects. Immediately the first one jumped over my watcher and horizontally swung his sledge hammer at me. I stepped back waiting for the hammer to pass then going in for a blow to the jaw. Contact! His body flew to the left hitting the ground hard enough to push the dust up around him. I assumed my stance again one arm stretched downwards the other arm held against my chest. Both blood sucking fiends lunged towards me. One going in for a low sweep that I successfully jumped over. Problem was the other vampire was planning on slugging me in the face. Which I successfully took to the face. The top half of my body flew to the right, and due to gravity my lower half came with. I was grounded. The breath was knocked out of me from the fall. As I tried to pick myself up a sharp pain flooded my stomach. My body rolled back from being kicked in the stomach. I had to get up one more blow like that and I'm down for the count. I grabbed the nearest item to me. Wrapped my hands around it and chunked it towards the vampire headed at me. A large clunk sounded it was a radio I had picked up a while back. The vampire slumped to his knees in pain grasping his nose. "Bitch broke my nose!" I was glad to hear him exclaim that, but I knew what was coming. One pissed of vampire and his buddy. I had to stand. I got to my knees ready to lunge. I'm not sure how I would hit him, but I knew it had to be hard and fast this can't go on any longer. Little did I know it had just begun.
