Chapter One
Sam was beyond tired and yet they were still hunting. They'd been hunting this werewolf now for three days. If they didn't catch it tonight, then they wouldn't because the cycle would be over. He looked over his shoulder and saw that his brother was lagging just as bad as he was, if not worse. He sighed and stopped walking. What was the point of this? They weren't going to find it, they'd been looking for a long time and the trail had gone cold. His brother gave him a weird look as he passed him, but kept on moving. Dean suddenly stopped in his tracks and glanced to his side, he saw a movement. He motioned for him to come up to him, which he did, but he wasn't happy about it.
"What is it, Dean?" His brother gave him sharp look and motioned for him to follow him. They moved off of the trail they were on and stepped into the woods. They saw the movement again, and it was headed towards a clearing further up in the woods. They were creeping along, trying not to draw attention to themselves, but it was difficult with all of the twigs and leaves around. When they got up to the clearing, they saw three girls standing there arguing. The one that caught Sam's eye was the one who had really pretty brown hair that was up in a severe bun. She was talking to two other really pretty girls. One was kind of "bad ass" and the other looked sort of timid. They stopped as they could hear what the girl was saying.
"I mean, how the hell am I supposed to "watch" the two of you, if I can't keep up with you? The two of you have like...super human speed, and I'm left a mile behind. Why Buffy and Giles sent me on this mission with you, I'll never know. You guys are Vampire slayers, so you're used to this sort of thing. No matter how many times I went hunting with the guys, I'll never be
used to it." Her voice had dropped as soon as she said "vampire slayers" Sam and Dean looked at each other trying not to burst into laughter. Vampire Slayers? Were they for real? They made a move to come closer, when the one with tight pants, long wavy black hair, and a permanent frown, yelled out.
"We know the two of you are there, so you might as well come on out, we've sort of been expecting you." She looked back over at the younger girl, who seemed to be pouting and smiled.
"Giles wouldn't have sent you as our watcher if he didn't think you could do it." After she said this, she turned her attention back to the two boys.
"You must be the two brothers who hunt down demons?" Sam and Dean again looked at each other wearily. The girl with the bun rolled her eyes and stepped forward.
"Real subtle, Faith." She walked closer to the boys, but slowly.
"I'm Dawn Summers. The mouthy one over there is Faith and the redhead is Talia. My sister, Buffy, sent us over here to help you guys out. We don't know for how long, but we know we have to. We have our own mode of transportation and I can do a locator spell, so don't try and ditch us. Just think of us as your...helpers." Faith chuckled.
"See, that's why Giles said you were a good choice. You're very good with words." Dawn rolled her eyes. She turned attention back to the boys, who had yet to say anything.
"Having your names would make this whole transition a little easier." Sam seemed to come out of his thoughts and really look at the girl named Dawn. She was rather striking.
"Sorry, I'm Sam Winchester and this is my brother, Dean."
Faith looked them both up and down with a grin.
"Which is younger and which is older?" Dean gave her disgusted look.
"It's so obvious that he's younger then I am." Dawn chuckled and was stopped from saying anything else because they heard a very loud growl, followed by a scream. Dawn looked at the boys and muttered a few words and looked over at the girls.
"Remember to use the tranq gun and try not to hurt it too much." Dean scoffed.
"What do you mean, Tranq it? You can't tranquilize a werewolf; you have to shoot it with silver bullets." The girl who hadn't spoken yet, whipped her head around.
"You just try and get a shot off at this thing, and we'll see how you like getting shot." Faith and Dawn chuckled and the left the two bemused boys who couldn't seem to move. Dawn started to run after them, but decided against it. She couldn't keep up, and it was time to fill Giles in, anyway. She walked back over to the boys who were looking a little scared now.
"We're not going to hurt you, I just couldn't let you go off and shoot someone. A werewolf is an actual person for most of the month, and most people don't even realize what's happening to them. The real job is, teaching them what they are, and how to control it. If you kill the werewolf, you're really murdering a human being." Dean was slightly freaking out, but was trying not to let it show.
"How do you know all of this?" Dawn pulled out her cell phone.
"My sister is the true vampire slayer. We had to fight...oh never mind. There was a big bad we had to fight and she needed
help. She used a sacred slayer weapon that allowed all of the "potential" slayers actually be slayers. If you'll excuse me, I've got to make an international call."
Dean and Sam remained "frozen" until the two girls came back. They were carrying the werewolf between the two of them, but they really weren't exerting themselves. Once they were back in their original spots, the boys were able to move. Dean cocked his gun and pointed it at the two of them, and Sam just shook his head. He really was a shoot first; ask questions later kind of guy. He kept his stance and didn't seem to mind that the three girls didn't seem threatened. Dean looked over at his brother and with a huff put the gun down. He faced the three girls, who were trying not to laugh at him.
"Okay, I'd like to get some answers out of the three of you, but I'm very hungry." Faith nodded.
"I'm all for getting some food. We'll find a diner and answer all, well, most of the questions you've got.
The girls drove in the Jeep Cherokee that her sister had gotten for them, and stayed behind the two boys fairly easily. It was obvious that they were trying to test their speed, but Faith was up for the challenge. They pulled into a truck-stop diner and got out of the car and stretched. Dawn had called her sister and Giles to give them updates. She'd also asked Giles if he was sure she was right for this. She'd spoken briefly to Xander, who was a little surprised at her being sent on the mission. They walked into the diner and got a table big enough for all five of them. Dawn ended up sitting next to Sam and Talia sat in the extra chair, being the extremely shy one of the three. The booths were kind of small, and Dawn was a little uncomfortable being this close to a boy she'd just met,
but what could you do. Dean started to ask a question, but Faith raised her hand.
"You'll want to direct all of your questions to Dawn, she's our watcher." Dean looked very confused, but he did turn his attention to the youngest of the girls.
"First of all, what the hell is a watcher?" Dawn smiled.
"A watcher is just what the name says. I watch what they do and catalogue their journey's. I also train with them and look stuff up that they don't know about. Usually, I'll already know the beginning of what the answer is, I'll just have to find the finish. I'm their confidant, someone they can talk to about their calling. It's a secret identity, so it's a hard job. Faith's been a slayer since she was sixteen, and Talia has been one for about 16 months now." Dean nodded and took a deep breath. Sam asked the next question.
"Okay, what exactly is a vampire slayer? I'm sure the name says it all, but what does it entail? I've heard rumors of a slayer, but we've always thought it was a myth." Dawn nodded.
"Most people do think it's a myth. And that's mainly because there used to be only one Slayer. One slayer to kill them all, one girl in all the, oh I can never remember how that goes. Anyway, the slayer couldn't be in all of the places where there were demons…in my opinion, it was sort of a flawed system." Sam gave her a delighted look.
"This is amazing! We knew there were other hunters, but no offense; we never thought that girls were fighting too." Dawn chuckled.
"One girl could probably take out triple the amount of demons the two of you could combine...in one day. That all depends on
her training, of course." Dean scoffed, not really believing any of it. Dawn looked over at him.
"You don't believe what I'm telling you is the truth, do you?" Dean shook his head.
"I mean, I believe that you believe it, but there is no way that any of this is real. You've seen one too many old movies and one day, you're going to get yourself killed." Dawn clenched her jaw and looked over at faith.
"Faith, would you please demonstrate what I'm talking about?" Faith's eyes twinkled as she smiled.
"Sure thing, sweets." She picked up the butter knife that was in front of her and held it with one hand. She braced it so that her thumb pressing down on it. Within five seconds, the knife was completely bent in half. Dawn looked over at Sam and then at Dean.
"I forgot to mention that small part, they get super human strength with the whole package."
