First of all, sorry for the rough start. It will get better I promise.
Freddie
"In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons, and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer. That's what they say on CospiracyWeb anyway…." I sat in the middle of Carly's floor, where her couch USED to be.
Sam snatched my laptop from me, and I went to grab for it before thinking better of trying to wrestle ANYTHING away from a girl I just found out may have superstrength.
"Okay, nub…. This says Chosen ONE… as in ONE…. And ONLY…. Why are we both riding the bus to crazy-town?"
"Well, I don't know….. it also says you are supposed to have had visions your whole life, and you said you hadn't. At least not until recently. Carly has. This is not supposed to happen. Of course, until 5 minutes ago, none of us knew ANY of this was possible, so maybe this is just undocumented."
Sam started to say something, then turned to Carly. Whatever was in the silent conversation they had with that one look apparently changed Sam's opinion of me.
"Okay… so, that special boarding school that Melanie went to wasn't exactly an "above the table" operation. She was crazy. She went when we turned 12. Some aggressive blonde lady and her brainy redhead friend came that day. They said they would help her with the weird-ass dreams. all I know is she wasn't what they thought she was, but they kept her around. And out of my hair. That was the last I heard of any of it until yesterday when Melanie freaked and went carnivore on me. Other than the occasional fit of destruction on my sleep…."
"wait…. Maybe SHE got the visions, and you got the strength. Maybe slayers are not supposed to have twins….or… something." I was starting to piece this all together..
"Well, that still doesn't explain why I'M all freak of the week now." Carly screamed.
"Well, the power apparently only passes when the old slayer dies. Maybe the Powers That Be overlooked the fact that the 'old slayer' still had a living twin. And the new Slayer was called.
"Well, that makes as much sense as anything else that's happened tonight." Sam said, shaking her head. "Now, can we deal with the fact that I KILLED MY SISTER? I may have hated her, but damn, even I am not that cold."
"Hey, she did try to eat your face." I said, looking at the floor. Sam reared back to punch me, then hesitated, looking at her fist.
"Sam Puckett finally grows a conscience?" Carly scooted across the floor towards Sam, putting an arm around her. "Apparently she was a vampire…. As hard to believe as I still find that…. And apparently, we KILL Vampires… or Slay them, I guess."
"Okay, as odd as this sounds, that helps… a little." Sam punched Carly in the arm. "and now I have some one to beat on who might be able to take it."