Slayer of Smallville
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, while Smallville belongs to Alfred Gough and Miles Millar, and whoever I forgot to mention. I do not own these characters. Denise belongs to me!
Timeline: Post "Chosen" for Buffy. AU Season 4 for Smallville!
Sequel to Potential in Smallville, so I would suggest reading that first.
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"Blah" means speech
'Halb' means thoughts
Prerequisites For Research, Must Have Donuts!
Willow's Apartment: (Tuesday, October 5, 2004)
"She was sort of like an attraction demon," Willow shrugged. "Common low level demons who latch on to powerful beings and suck their energy dry."
"That would explain her sudden hate turned love for me," Chloe thought. "But why did she go for the demon? Shouldn't she know better and be able to control her urges?"
"Yea, I was thinking about that," Willow nodded. "I honestly don't think she knew she was a demon."
"What?" Lois stood angrily. "Are you trying to tell me that Denise, some power sucking demon, didn't know what she was?"
"How many demons do you know are enrolled in high school?" Willow questioned. "I'm assuming she wasn't 100 demonic, and her parents didn't know about it! She saw the demon, but felt its power and went after it."
"She tried to get its energy," Chloe finished. "That's why I felt tired in Metropolis! She must have been sucking my energy from me."
"I told you demons attack mostly on Tuesdays," Willow muttered.
Chloe glared at Willow for the tenth time since she arrived back from Metropolis. She had managed to magically unlock Denise's car door, but her magic capabilities stopped at getting the car to run. She had to call Willow, and instead of having Willow say it over the phone, she was forced to do it herself.
The car ride back was mostly silent. No one knew what Denise was, and they really didn't want to talk about her after watching her horrific death.
"What about Clark?" Lana asked as she stood from the couch.
"Yea, how are we supposed to tell him that his girlfriend died and we escaped without a scratch?" Lois asked worried.
"We can tell him a partial truth," Chloe said. "Someone with superhuman abilities, more than likely, a meteor 'mutant' managed to get her alone and killed her. We watched as her body disappeared because of whatever the person's powers were."
"You've been practicing this a lot, have you?" Lois eyed Chloe warily.
"That would be thanks to the Watcher's Council new class, "Story Telling: How To Place the Blame Elsewhere!"
"Was that a 101 class?" Willow snorted.
"I do agree with our plan, but that's not what I was talking about," Lana said grabbing their attention again. "Denise was practically glued to Clark's hip."
"You think she felt a power of some sort in him?" Willow caught on.
"It makes sense doesn't it?" Lana paced. "She threw herself at him and needed to be around him every second of the day."
"So you think he's been affected by the meteor rocks this entire time?" Lois asked.
"It would explain why he's at every crime scene," Chloe nodded. "So what, he's mild mannered Clark by the day, and superman by night?"
"Why wouldn't he tell us?" Lana asked. "It's not like we haven't been through his before."
"Let's go over this tomorrow," Chloe said as she yawned. "I'm a little tired and if we keep talking about this, Willow's gonna want to research."
A look of shock came over Willow's face. "One cannot research on an empty stomach!"
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(Wednesday, October 6, 2004)
Chloe walked through the familiar caves, feeling a sense of dread. She had been in this place more times than she could count. But she didn't have time to worry about the eerie feeling the caves gave her, as she was on a mission.
Her clothing was splotched with blood, some of it hers, some not. She was limping pretty badly as she carried her sword. She knew the vampire was behind her, but there was no place she could hide.
As she walked deeper into the cave, she was attacked without warning. She was tackled to the ground, but had managed to throw the vampire off of her.
She rose quickly, swinging her sword in a powerful arc, but the vampire quickly dodged and kicked Chloe in the side.
He was mocking her earlier words of her killing him quickly. He laughed, hissing at how she was lower that he was. He would soon be a master vampire and the world will bow at his feet.
Chloe had no energy left as the vampire threw the sword from her grasp and went for her neck.
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"What do you think the dream meant?" Lois asked freaked out by Chloe's haunted expression.
They met at the Torch early in the morning, as Chloe still had her responsibilities to her faithful readers. She was close to tipping over numerous times, as she hadn't gotten any sleep. It had taken a lot of prying, but Chloe finally confessed to her friends, feeling completely drained after she finished telling her tale.
"I was hoping you two could tell me," Chloe chuckled nervously at Lois and Lana. When she woke from the nightmare, she could hardly breathe. She knew that some slayers had prophetic dreams, but she really hoped that wasn't one of them.
"Did you tell Willow about what you saw?" Lana asked.
"She was off meditating again," Chloe sighed. "And after that, she usually talks to Matthew about my progress."
"At least your morning was better than Clarks," Lois said. "He found out about Denise and he was more than a little upset."
"But not upset enough to want to use his supposed powers to do some damage?" Chloe asked.
"Not from what I saw," Lois shook her head, "But he's definitely been grieving."
"Back to this dream," Lana turned back to Chloe. "Do you know when it happened?"
Chloe looked at Lana before sighing in frustration. She reminded her too much of Matthew, her Watcher, and that was never a good thing. "I'm surprised the Council hasn't gotten to you already."
"Just trying to be helpful," Lana smiled.
"I don't know when it happened, but I don't think it's so far from now," Chloe answered.
"Simple solution!" Lois exclaimed. "Just don't go on patrol and you'll be fine."
"Except the people who I would probably save would be killed," Chloe stressed, hoping that Lois would understand.
The bell rang and the three friends parted their ways. Chloe walked listlessly to class. After knowing that you may die within the next few days over your head, school just seemed unimportant. Her teachers hadn't shared the same thought, as Chloe had gotten into a lot of trouble that day for being lazy and cranky. She had gotten sent to the Principal's office. She had gotten the middle school treatment and the school had made a phone call home, alerting her dad.
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(Thursday, October 7, 2004)
Chloe tossed and turned in her bed, angry over the day's events. Because of that stupid phone call, her dad had actually tried to ground her. Even though he knows about her slayer status, he still wanted to discipline her. So here she was, in her own house, trying to sleep peacefully, but failing miserably. It was just after midnight and Chloe so desperately wanted to patrol. Something told her she was needed tonight.
Being as graceful as she could, Chloe changed her clothes. She wore all black as she went to her personal weapons chest. She hadn't had time to stock it with much, but she pulled out a sword. After testing it, Chloe opened her window and jumped to the ground. It was an easy drop, barely having to use any real skill. She took off in the night, heading for the closest spot for prime patrolling.
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Something was familiar about all of this. Chloe didn't know what, but she felt as if she had been in this place before at this exact moment. When she arrived at her destination, she found a group of new vampires. Some of them had those new abilities, while the others were normal. It was a tough fight defeating the five vampires, but she did it. She escaped with some cuts and bruises.
Though her attire looked far worse than it actually was. Her clothes were stained with blood, but not all of it was hers. Mostly the vampires who didn't know what they were, but knew they were hungry.
She had turned to walk from the cemetery; feeling satisfied knowing she stopped a potential threat, when someone called out to her, angry.
"You bitch, where do you come off killing my children?" a vampire appeared, what seemed like, out of nowhere.
"Well, you vampire, me slayer, that kinda gives me the power to kill you and your children," Chloe nodded. "Stop me if I'm wrong."
"You would talk to a master vampire like that?" the vampire cocked his head to the side. "You will have to pay for that one. Be sure to remember it was me, Luc, who killed you tonight."
The vampire jumped in the trees, quickly making his way to Chloe. She stood, tense, but ready for the attack. What she hadn't expected was what the vampire brought along with him for the fight.
Arrows rained down from the trees, heading for Chloe. She dodged as much as she could, but was too slow as one arrow pierced the skin close to her ankle. With a scream, Chloe bent down, and pulled the arrow from her body and discarded it.
She sensed the vampire in front of her and sent her sword up, trying to catch him off guard.
The vampire was ready and grabbed Chloe's hands that were around the base of the sword. He laughed menacingly as Chloe struggled.
"I'm going to kill you," Chloe hissed as she kicked the vampire in the abdomen. Luc doubled over, grabbing his stomach as Chloe raised the hilt of her sword and brought it down across the back of Luc's head.
The force of the blow caused Luc to vamp out momentarily as he fell to the ground. Before Chloe could back away, Luc grabbed Chloe's injured leg, causing her to scream out in pain.
Luc brought Chloe to the ground, hard. He struggled to get on top of her, but managed to succeed.
"What are you going to do now, huh?" Luc laughed as stroked his victim's face.
Chloe had never been so scared in her life. The pain in her leg was excruciating and she couldn't think of anything to save her. Realization hit her in the forehead as she remembered what Willow had been teaching her for so long.
"Igniculus!" Chloe yelled as the spark of fire erupted in front of the vampire's eyes.
The vampire screamed in pain as he clawed at his own face to stop the ashes from burning him.
Chloe forced herself to run, ignoring the pain in her leg. She headed for the caves that she knew were close by. She needed to get the higher ground, because coming back to fight another day wasn't going to work. This vampire was strong, and from what Chloe could gather, he didn't have any special abilities like the new vampire.
As Chloe limped through the cave, she stopped. This was it! This was where she witnessed her death. As if possessed, Chloe sidestepped just in time to avoid the vampire from tackling her to the ground.
She really did have the higher ground as she could easily recall what she did wrong in the dream.
"I'll bring your head to Adrienne on a platter," the vampire hissed.
"So, I see you're just a lackey for the big man upstairs," Chloe quipped, hopefully buying time to think of an attack. She looked around the cave, seeing what she needed. She had hoped Clark wouldn't mind her doing a little reconstruction.
Chloe held her hand out, calling on the proper goddess for the task she needed to complete.
"Permissum Silicis Cado!"
The earth began to shake and the rocks above Luc started to crumble. He screamed as they came down upon him. Now Chloe wasn't sure how high the temperature had to be to make rocks light, but she certainly did it.
As the flames spread across the rocks, Chloe watched in mild fascination as Luc tried to break free. He quickly turned to dust, ending his screams.
Chloe collapsed on the cave floor, breathing heavily as she tried to keep her eyes open.
"Chloe!" a voice called out. Chloe could barely see the figure emerge from a room in the cave, but whoever it was, the person ran over to Chloe and picked her up. Before Chloe knew it, she was lying on her bed, looking up at the person with heavily clouded eyes.
As she slipped into blissful unconscious, one word escaped her lips.
"Clark."
Clark backed away from the bed, startled by Chloe's voice. He didn't think she was still awake when he ran from the cave. He quickly left the room, wondering what Chloe was doing in the cave and how the rocks were burning.
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