CHAPTER 1: WATCHING YOU, WATCHING ME.
PART 2
"The Slayer is here! Guard the girl!"
The minions gathered themselves around the weeping girl, one of them picked her up and dragged her down the stairs, heading for the door. Two of them launched themselves at Dawn, who was feverishly trying to reload her weapon.
"Come on Slayer, I heard you were good, let's see what you got." The vampires were circling her warily, hungry for her blood. The yellow glow in their eyes calculating her moves.
Dawn was starting to get nervous.
"Hey! Just a minute here. The firing mechanism gets stuck."
"Too bad."
A crude grin, and the vampires attacked, using the opening that the girl had left unguarded with her obsessive fiddling with her busted weapon. Their fangs were barred, ready to rip out her throat.
Dawn screamed.
Then one of the vampires launching at her lost its head and exploded in a cloud of dust.
"Geez, you guys are as dim as you are ugly! She just said that she wasn't the Slayer! For the sake of all your bloodthirsty pals that I've dusted, at least try to find out exactly what I look like so you can scuttle away on time."
It might not have been that visible, but the teenager let out a sigh of relief.
"Buffy, you're here! Quick, there are only four of them left now. And guess what, I've dusted one of them myself!" She gave her sister a huge proud grin.
"Uh-huh, and you almost got yourself killed." Buffy snapped, and elbowed the second vampire attacking her from the side, swinging the axe that she held over her shoulders and decapitating the demon without even getting her eyes off her reckless little sister. "I thought we've agreed that you won't go out patrolling on your own! And what happened to your pretty promises that you're gonna spent more time studying? Aren't you supposed to be at home, preparing for your math test tomorrow?"
Dawn sighed. "I was studying! Really! I was sitting in the library but then I heard these noises coming from the corridor. Turns out these guys were hunting here."
The three remaining vamps were heading for the exit, dragging the girl along with them.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going with her?"
Buffy blocked their way, appearing out of the blue with her inhuman Slayer speed, and kicked the minion holding the girl right in its face. The demon staggered back, his hand covering his broken nose that filled his mouth with the taste of his own blood, and howled in rage.
However, he didn't let go of his victim.
The other two jumped in and attacked, more in desperate attempts to protect themselves than to uphold their prisoner, but vicious in their assaults nonetheless. Suddenly, Buffy found herself entangled in a fast moving web of arms and legs, fists and fangs, trying to trap her in its deadly grip. She dodged and turned, her lithe body filled with grace and speed. Then she attacked. She ran up against the wall, propelled herself forward and swirling in the air, kicked them full in their chests. They both fell down like timber trees.
Like an ice dancer, she landed back on both feet, her pose solid as a rock.
"Sssslayer!" Hissed the demon, holding on to the struggling girl.
She turned around and met its cold yellow orbs, then was punished for her recklessness as the vampire hurled the smelly contents of a small bottle into her face.
The liquid burnt on her skin and stung her eyes, forcing them to squint shut. For the first time since Willow went dark and had sworn that she would let the earth swallow her up again, Buffy felt panic coming up.
"Get her! Rip her apart! NOW!!!"
"Buffy!!"
She rubbed in her eyes frantically, only to get the vicious sensation intensified and spread to her hands. Dawn reached out and grabbed her sister's arm, pulling her away just in time before a vampire could knock her down. However, she was unable to prevent the second vampire from grabbing her by her wrist.
"Let's see if you're still so tough now, Slayer!"
He twisted her arm; Buffy screamed and dropped her weapon.
"Buffy! Let go of her!"
Dawn saw a chance to pick up the axe, raised it over her slim shoulders, and put it down hard on the vamp's arm. The blade split its flesh, cutting the arm off.
While the demon screamed in utter agony and rage, she pulled her sister away from him and run.
"Come back, you savage little bitch!"
They needed help. She needed to warn the others.
Buffy can't fight them like this.
Pulse racing, Dawn managed to reach the last few steps to the outlet, Buffy tailing along and holding on to her firmly.
They almost made it when a crazed out vampire struck from the side and knocked down the teenager, hurling her to the ground while the axe was pulled out of her hands. He straddled her and tugged at the neckline of her sweater to reveal the pale skin of her neck.
Buffy, captured in her own private darkness, felt Dawn's hand slip out of her own, followed by her desperate cries for help.
"Dawn!" She clenched her fists in fear and anger, and punched around her, hitting nothing but air. The vampires, arrogant as no other breed of demon, realized that the odds were now turned against the Slayer and laughed loudly, mocking her disability to fight back and torturing her by aiming at her growing insecurity.
"Slayer! You and that little bitch here are gonna pay for all the suffering that you have caused to my Sire. We will torture your bodies, slash your throats and drink deep in honour of her darkness."
"Buffy!" Dawn was crying. "Buffy, help me!!"
Buffy moved into the direction of Dawn's voice, only to be hit in her stomach as soon as she came close. Gritting her teeth, she struggled back up, but a second blow at the back of her neck sent her collapsing to the floor. What followed was a cascade of blows and kicks that rained on her body mercilessly, holding her back and weakening her dangerously.
It only stopped when her beaten body was too feeble to put up any more resistance.
"Dawn!" She whispered. "I swear, if you so much as touch her, I'm going to kill you. All of you."
"Brave words of a fallen warrior bound to get slaughtered. How incredibly sad." The vampire walked up next to her, and grinned down evilly. "But not sad enough." He stepped on her useless arm, snapping her bones. Buffy cried out in agony.
"It would be a pleasure to watch you die." He hissed, and closed his hands around her neck.
"I rather watch you snuff it, *mate*."
Before the vampire realized what had hit him, he was sent flying against the wall as a massive steel rod whacked him full in the head.
Wanna read more about Dawn? Go find yourself another fic. Wanna get to the Spike part? On to part three!
PART 2
"The Slayer is here! Guard the girl!"
The minions gathered themselves around the weeping girl, one of them picked her up and dragged her down the stairs, heading for the door. Two of them launched themselves at Dawn, who was feverishly trying to reload her weapon.
"Come on Slayer, I heard you were good, let's see what you got." The vampires were circling her warily, hungry for her blood. The yellow glow in their eyes calculating her moves.
Dawn was starting to get nervous.
"Hey! Just a minute here. The firing mechanism gets stuck."
"Too bad."
A crude grin, and the vampires attacked, using the opening that the girl had left unguarded with her obsessive fiddling with her busted weapon. Their fangs were barred, ready to rip out her throat.
Dawn screamed.
Then one of the vampires launching at her lost its head and exploded in a cloud of dust.
"Geez, you guys are as dim as you are ugly! She just said that she wasn't the Slayer! For the sake of all your bloodthirsty pals that I've dusted, at least try to find out exactly what I look like so you can scuttle away on time."
It might not have been that visible, but the teenager let out a sigh of relief.
"Buffy, you're here! Quick, there are only four of them left now. And guess what, I've dusted one of them myself!" She gave her sister a huge proud grin.
"Uh-huh, and you almost got yourself killed." Buffy snapped, and elbowed the second vampire attacking her from the side, swinging the axe that she held over her shoulders and decapitating the demon without even getting her eyes off her reckless little sister. "I thought we've agreed that you won't go out patrolling on your own! And what happened to your pretty promises that you're gonna spent more time studying? Aren't you supposed to be at home, preparing for your math test tomorrow?"
Dawn sighed. "I was studying! Really! I was sitting in the library but then I heard these noises coming from the corridor. Turns out these guys were hunting here."
The three remaining vamps were heading for the exit, dragging the girl along with them.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going with her?"
Buffy blocked their way, appearing out of the blue with her inhuman Slayer speed, and kicked the minion holding the girl right in its face. The demon staggered back, his hand covering his broken nose that filled his mouth with the taste of his own blood, and howled in rage.
However, he didn't let go of his victim.
The other two jumped in and attacked, more in desperate attempts to protect themselves than to uphold their prisoner, but vicious in their assaults nonetheless. Suddenly, Buffy found herself entangled in a fast moving web of arms and legs, fists and fangs, trying to trap her in its deadly grip. She dodged and turned, her lithe body filled with grace and speed. Then she attacked. She ran up against the wall, propelled herself forward and swirling in the air, kicked them full in their chests. They both fell down like timber trees.
Like an ice dancer, she landed back on both feet, her pose solid as a rock.
"Sssslayer!" Hissed the demon, holding on to the struggling girl.
She turned around and met its cold yellow orbs, then was punished for her recklessness as the vampire hurled the smelly contents of a small bottle into her face.
The liquid burnt on her skin and stung her eyes, forcing them to squint shut. For the first time since Willow went dark and had sworn that she would let the earth swallow her up again, Buffy felt panic coming up.
"Get her! Rip her apart! NOW!!!"
"Buffy!!"
She rubbed in her eyes frantically, only to get the vicious sensation intensified and spread to her hands. Dawn reached out and grabbed her sister's arm, pulling her away just in time before a vampire could knock her down. However, she was unable to prevent the second vampire from grabbing her by her wrist.
"Let's see if you're still so tough now, Slayer!"
He twisted her arm; Buffy screamed and dropped her weapon.
"Buffy! Let go of her!"
Dawn saw a chance to pick up the axe, raised it over her slim shoulders, and put it down hard on the vamp's arm. The blade split its flesh, cutting the arm off.
While the demon screamed in utter agony and rage, she pulled her sister away from him and run.
"Come back, you savage little bitch!"
They needed help. She needed to warn the others.
Buffy can't fight them like this.
Pulse racing, Dawn managed to reach the last few steps to the outlet, Buffy tailing along and holding on to her firmly.
They almost made it when a crazed out vampire struck from the side and knocked down the teenager, hurling her to the ground while the axe was pulled out of her hands. He straddled her and tugged at the neckline of her sweater to reveal the pale skin of her neck.
Buffy, captured in her own private darkness, felt Dawn's hand slip out of her own, followed by her desperate cries for help.
"Dawn!" She clenched her fists in fear and anger, and punched around her, hitting nothing but air. The vampires, arrogant as no other breed of demon, realized that the odds were now turned against the Slayer and laughed loudly, mocking her disability to fight back and torturing her by aiming at her growing insecurity.
"Slayer! You and that little bitch here are gonna pay for all the suffering that you have caused to my Sire. We will torture your bodies, slash your throats and drink deep in honour of her darkness."
"Buffy!" Dawn was crying. "Buffy, help me!!"
Buffy moved into the direction of Dawn's voice, only to be hit in her stomach as soon as she came close. Gritting her teeth, she struggled back up, but a second blow at the back of her neck sent her collapsing to the floor. What followed was a cascade of blows and kicks that rained on her body mercilessly, holding her back and weakening her dangerously.
It only stopped when her beaten body was too feeble to put up any more resistance.
"Dawn!" She whispered. "I swear, if you so much as touch her, I'm going to kill you. All of you."
"Brave words of a fallen warrior bound to get slaughtered. How incredibly sad." The vampire walked up next to her, and grinned down evilly. "But not sad enough." He stepped on her useless arm, snapping her bones. Buffy cried out in agony.
"It would be a pleasure to watch you die." He hissed, and closed his hands around her neck.
"I rather watch you snuff it, *mate*."
Before the vampire realized what had hit him, he was sent flying against the wall as a massive steel rod whacked him full in the head.
Wanna read more about Dawn? Go find yourself another fic. Wanna get to the Spike part? On to part three!
