Ch2 SHIELD I

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"So," Buffy stated now that she was in her fire form. "What do you want me to do first?"

"I have had several 'loan sharks' you might say selling souls for simple things like money, drugs other little human vices that some enjoy so much." Scratch returned to his Rider with an amused smile. "They have gotten greedy lately though and seem to think that they can skim off the middle and use the souls as bargaining chips for various other endeavors. They must figure I would never notice them using the lesser souls for their various things that they want to do. I need you to go out and collect these souls and inform my people that I do not appreciate it when people decide that they can use my property to get more power. When you inform them I want you to be very forceful and show them what happens to those that try to cheat me out of what is rightfully mine. I'm sure once word get around that I am still in charge that it will be a while before I have that particular problem happening once again. Perhaps a new head of operations will be required."

"So these guys are still bad guys then?" The Slayer Rider questioned him hopefully. A part of her had been afraid that he would have turned her into crazy Faith or something like the Mayor had done long ago to her sister slayer. She knew if that was the case that she might have lost herself just as much as Faith had lost herself. Attacking and killing innocents simply because they might know of a way to stop him from whatever evil plan that he had.

"Oh yes they are some of the worst." Scratch assured her in his deceptive old man like way. "Just remember that if it makes you feel better about your mission. Now go and get these souls for me like a good little girl please. If you're lucky I'll only send you after souls that are in hard to get spots and what not." Scratch informed her. "Then again I may send you to deal with stubborn beings that are trying to fight the various deals and what not that they have made. I am a man of my word and I always keep my word when it comes to deals. Unfortunately there are those that wish to avoid the deals that they have made. Consider yourself in the repossession business if it makes you feel any better." He offered to her with a smirk.

Slayer Rider growled her anger at the man. "And I do this and I can go my own way right?" She asked hopefully.

"You must not have been paying attention to me when I told you that there would be other missions." Scratch admonished her. "The soul of a champion such as you is worth so much more than your average person's soul. The weight of repayment will have to be heavy indeed before you shall be able to claim your soul as your own once again." He informed her. "I also think it a bit unfair that you have your reasoning so I think that I'll bind that for a while so that you learn just as any other of my Riders would. No sense in giving you anymore of an advantage than you already do."

The fire around the Slayer Rider flared brightly in her anger before she swung herself onto her bike. She would like nothing more than to take a swing at Scratch but for some reason she doubted that she would get to far with that one and he would probably make her regret it in some way. She then roared away from him at speeds that her bike had originally never been made to handle. The mystically enhanced bike had speeds that few vehicles were capable of a left a trail of fire and melted tar behind her. She and the bike knew where to go she didn't know if Scratch had told them through some freaky method or if it was because she was his servant for the moment. Whatever it was she knew where she was going. She was going back to where the journey of the Supernatural had started. She was going back home to LA.

As she roared into the city she ignored the various sights and sounds as she whizzed by. She wanted to get this done and get out the sooner she was done playing errand boy for the demon the sooner that she could get back to her life that she had lost. She eased into the good parts first then breezed into the harder looking areas. As Buffy Summers she would probably stick out in this place and be a target for gang bang. As the Slayer Rider though she was the predator that scared off would be attackers. This neighborhood was one that she had heard of but had never spent a lot of time in. The Farmington area was supposed to be the worst one that there was out there.

The creature ignored her little bit of humanities gut reaction of wanting to run away and focused instead on the mission. She allowed her demons to take over and fulfill their mission. The place to find was easy enough it was a mid range house that had enough nice looking things scattered about that anyone looking could see that there was more going on than met the eye. She let her bike idle for a moment before she got off and prepared to walk up the steps. She was stopped though by someone barring her way.

"Um excuse me I can't let you go in there." A voice said." Soul Boy is not someone's house you want to be in tonight."

Turning to see who or what had braved touching her she was surprised to find a human holding onto her. She sneered at the human and jerked her arm free of his hold.

"Hey, I'm serious." The man said as he grabbed onto her again. "L.A.P.D! Now you can walk away from this mess or you can talk to me downtown. So what's it going to be flame-brain?" The Slayer Rider merely turned back to the door ignoring the human as no consequence. All right that does it. The cop said as he drew his gun. "Taking another step and I'll be forced to put a hole into you. Maybe then you'll be able to hear me better when I tell you to do something." The Slayer Rider continued to ignore the orders and walked towards the door. "Can't say I didn't warn you." The guy said as he fired off a burst into the back of the figure.

Slayer Rider stopped as she felt the bullets hit her. Having merged with an extremely powerful demon though the only damage was to the leather jacket. It turned to glare at the cop and then backhanded the man across the yard and into a parked car. Turning around it then slammed its fist through the door. As it walked in it saw that the back door was swinging back and forth. The time it had taken for it to deal with the human had allowed the demon that was dealing with souls to slip away. Angry the Slayer Rider slammed its fist into a wall. It was then that it heard the hissing sound and turned to notice that the gas stove was turned to full power. The resulting explosion that lashed out at Slayer Rider consumed the entire house in a small fire bomb.

Ronnie watched in disbelief as the building went up in flames. They had been all set to assault the place when the unknown had appeared. Now in a matter of minutes months of work went up in flames along with whatever evidence that they had hoped to pull from the place. The other members of the Strike Team helped their friend and teammate up.

"What the hell was that all about?" Vic Mackey demanded as they watched the flames burn the place.

"I have no idea Vic." Ronnie told the man. "I tried to stop them, hell I put a bullet in their shoulder and they still kept on going." He said in awe as he accepted the hands that pulled him up. "Whoever they were they just tossed me all the way from that porch to a parked car and if that car hadn't been there I wouldn't be surprised if I would have gone even further."

Lemonhead got off his radio. "The Fire Department is on their way to deal with this." He said nodding toward the mess the exploding house had made.

"Good," Vic said nodding. "While they're doing that see if you can't find anything about our biker from their bike." He said nodding toward the motorcycle.

"Ah Vic, I think we got a bigger problem than that right now." Shane said as he motioned toward the fire. The other members of the team turned to look where the man was gesturing. They all watched in shock and awe as a figure casually stepped out of the inferno. "Who is this guy?" Shane questioned as he looked at the figure. A figure that despite being on fire wasn't yelling or thrashing around. Instead they were mounting their bike as if nothing was wrong.

"We can worry about that and any other questions later at the Barn Shane. Right now we need to get them down before the fire kills them. Then they can explain it all to us when we got them at the ER." Vic told his friend as he removed his jacket. The group all charged the figure hoping to smother the flames out.

The fiery figure responded to their attempted help by tossing all of them away as if it was nothing. Slayer Rider turned to growl and glare at the group before mounting its bike and roaring off, leaving a trail of fiery destruction behind it.

"Uh does someone want to fill me in on what is going on here man?" Lemonhead questioned the others as he painfully climbed to his feet.

Vic climbed to his own feet. "I don't know, but we better call it in."

"Great, this should be lots of fun." Shane complained as he stayed where he had been thrown. "Tell Aceveda that some flaming freak kicked all our asses."