Disclaimer is on the first chapter.
PART 4
"The preparations are almost complete, Master."
The Master glared at his minions in contempt, "Are you sure this time? I do not want a repeat of last night's failure."
A rather large and burly vampire stepped forward; "He took us by surprise master. Not even I was prepared for it."
The Master focused his attention on the vampire, "How powerful was he, Luke?"
"He fought me and still lives."
"I can't remember the last time that happened."
"1843. Madrid. And the bastard caught me sleeping."
"It does not matter. All that's important is the Harvest."
"Oh no, no, no. No Harvest this year." Interrupted a cheery voice.
The Master looked towards the speaker, a scowl crossing his face, "Who dares?!"
A man stepped forward a genuine smile on his face, "I dare of course. This place is filthy," he said wiping his hands on a handkerchief, "Haven't you and your boys ever thought how sick this mess can make you? Oh wait I suppose not with you being undead and all."
One of the younger vampires spoke up, "Hey! You're the mayor!"
Mayor Wilkins turned to the young vampire, "Why yes I am. Did you vote for me?"
"Yeah I did..."
"ENOUGH!" The Master cried out in anger, "Do not talk to him! Kill him!"
"I think not," said Wilkins, "I come by to visit the good patrons of my town and this is how you react? Tsk tsk. Its no wonder the youth of today is so angry. Look at what you're teaching them. And to think, I was about to help you escape this nasty place."
As the vampires swarmed the mayor, The Master waved his hand, "Hold a moment." He turned to the mayor once more, "How are you going to do that?"
"With the help of my friends," Wilkins said as a group of people dressed all in black carrying assorted weapons entered the cavern.
"What is this?" The Master asked.
"Your way out." Mayor Wilkins replied as he walked away.
Screams of the anger and pain could be heard echoing off the caverns walls as the mayor made his way out.
"I never said you'd be alive to enjoy it."
_______________
Xander sat and stared at the angel before him, his grin almost inhumanly possible.
Buffy took a sip from her Coke and smiled at her date, "You seem to have a major happy going on. Want to tell me why?"
"I'm with the most beautiful girl in the world," Xander whispered.
"Oh really now?"
A look of shock appeared on his face, "Uh... did I say that out loud?"
Smiling Buffy took his hand in hers, "Yes. I won't hold it against you though." She stood up her hand still attached to Xander's and pulled him up. "Come on."
"Where?"
"We're going to dance."
As the two started towards the dance floor, a set of eyes followed them.
_____
"They're cute together," said Willow as she watched them.
Jesse glanced at his friend with a curious look, "You're not jealous or anything are you?"
The girl tore her gaze away from the couple, "What? No! Of course not. Not of them any way. Of not having a date, yes."
"We'll get you a spot on the dating game." Jesse said a teasing smile across his face.
Willow giggled, "Yes let's do that. Let me freeze up on national television. That's attractive." She glanced over at her friend and saw him staring. She looked in the direction of his eyes and sighed.
The target of his daze was on none other than Cordelia Chase.
The redhead waved her hand in front of Jesse's face, "Hello? Anyone home?"
Jesse nodded meekly, "I'll be right back."
Willow watched the boy walk over to Cordelia with another sigh. *He'll never learn.*
____
He stood in the darkness, a force to be reckoned with. His eyes always in a frozen stare. Nights like this made his blood boil. He wandered the cemetery, a stake in hand.
The figure stopped as he heard a noise. Looking up he noticed a woman walking into the cemetery.
He watched intently, his gaze not wavering for a second. She was about 5'7" he noted, and wore a black leather trench coat. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity as she pulled out a small bouquet of flowers from the inside of her coat.
*Mourning? This late at night?*
She walked over to a tombstone and removed her coat. She kneeled down and set the coat on next to her, and placed the flowers in front of the grave.
He was patient, and apparently she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. It was ten more minutes before his quarry showed up.
The vampire snuck towards the girl with a glint in his eye. As the vampire reached for her, he found himself being tackled.
Caitlyn spun around in surprise as she stared at the sight before her. She dove her hand to her coat and pulled out a small wooden sword from the inside of it.
Jumping to her feet she watched the two before her, trying to find an opening.
A young man, *boy maybe?* Cat thought as she stared, was fighting with the vampire. Her 'savior' slammed the vampire into the ground hard, and reached for the stake on the ground. Moving with an inhuman speed, he drove the stake into the vamp's heart, and stood up as it turned to ash.
*Oh god! He can't be much older than Summers!* she thought as he strode over to her. Cat's eyes widened as she ran over to him and shoved him to the side. She drove her sword into the oncoming vampire's chest and sighed.
"Thanks. Who are you?" the boy asked coolly.
Caitlyn stuck her hand out in greeting, "Cat. We're even now. You?"
The boy ran a hand through his red hair, "Oz."
PART 4
"The preparations are almost complete, Master."
The Master glared at his minions in contempt, "Are you sure this time? I do not want a repeat of last night's failure."
A rather large and burly vampire stepped forward; "He took us by surprise master. Not even I was prepared for it."
The Master focused his attention on the vampire, "How powerful was he, Luke?"
"He fought me and still lives."
"I can't remember the last time that happened."
"1843. Madrid. And the bastard caught me sleeping."
"It does not matter. All that's important is the Harvest."
"Oh no, no, no. No Harvest this year." Interrupted a cheery voice.
The Master looked towards the speaker, a scowl crossing his face, "Who dares?!"
A man stepped forward a genuine smile on his face, "I dare of course. This place is filthy," he said wiping his hands on a handkerchief, "Haven't you and your boys ever thought how sick this mess can make you? Oh wait I suppose not with you being undead and all."
One of the younger vampires spoke up, "Hey! You're the mayor!"
Mayor Wilkins turned to the young vampire, "Why yes I am. Did you vote for me?"
"Yeah I did..."
"ENOUGH!" The Master cried out in anger, "Do not talk to him! Kill him!"
"I think not," said Wilkins, "I come by to visit the good patrons of my town and this is how you react? Tsk tsk. Its no wonder the youth of today is so angry. Look at what you're teaching them. And to think, I was about to help you escape this nasty place."
As the vampires swarmed the mayor, The Master waved his hand, "Hold a moment." He turned to the mayor once more, "How are you going to do that?"
"With the help of my friends," Wilkins said as a group of people dressed all in black carrying assorted weapons entered the cavern.
"What is this?" The Master asked.
"Your way out." Mayor Wilkins replied as he walked away.
Screams of the anger and pain could be heard echoing off the caverns walls as the mayor made his way out.
"I never said you'd be alive to enjoy it."
_______________
Xander sat and stared at the angel before him, his grin almost inhumanly possible.
Buffy took a sip from her Coke and smiled at her date, "You seem to have a major happy going on. Want to tell me why?"
"I'm with the most beautiful girl in the world," Xander whispered.
"Oh really now?"
A look of shock appeared on his face, "Uh... did I say that out loud?"
Smiling Buffy took his hand in hers, "Yes. I won't hold it against you though." She stood up her hand still attached to Xander's and pulled him up. "Come on."
"Where?"
"We're going to dance."
As the two started towards the dance floor, a set of eyes followed them.
_____
"They're cute together," said Willow as she watched them.
Jesse glanced at his friend with a curious look, "You're not jealous or anything are you?"
The girl tore her gaze away from the couple, "What? No! Of course not. Not of them any way. Of not having a date, yes."
"We'll get you a spot on the dating game." Jesse said a teasing smile across his face.
Willow giggled, "Yes let's do that. Let me freeze up on national television. That's attractive." She glanced over at her friend and saw him staring. She looked in the direction of his eyes and sighed.
The target of his daze was on none other than Cordelia Chase.
The redhead waved her hand in front of Jesse's face, "Hello? Anyone home?"
Jesse nodded meekly, "I'll be right back."
Willow watched the boy walk over to Cordelia with another sigh. *He'll never learn.*
____
He stood in the darkness, a force to be reckoned with. His eyes always in a frozen stare. Nights like this made his blood boil. He wandered the cemetery, a stake in hand.
The figure stopped as he heard a noise. Looking up he noticed a woman walking into the cemetery.
He watched intently, his gaze not wavering for a second. She was about 5'7" he noted, and wore a black leather trench coat. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity as she pulled out a small bouquet of flowers from the inside of her coat.
*Mourning? This late at night?*
She walked over to a tombstone and removed her coat. She kneeled down and set the coat on next to her, and placed the flowers in front of the grave.
He was patient, and apparently she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. It was ten more minutes before his quarry showed up.
The vampire snuck towards the girl with a glint in his eye. As the vampire reached for her, he found himself being tackled.
Caitlyn spun around in surprise as she stared at the sight before her. She dove her hand to her coat and pulled out a small wooden sword from the inside of it.
Jumping to her feet she watched the two before her, trying to find an opening.
A young man, *boy maybe?* Cat thought as she stared, was fighting with the vampire. Her 'savior' slammed the vampire into the ground hard, and reached for the stake on the ground. Moving with an inhuman speed, he drove the stake into the vamp's heart, and stood up as it turned to ash.
*Oh god! He can't be much older than Summers!* she thought as he strode over to her. Cat's eyes widened as she ran over to him and shoved him to the side. She drove her sword into the oncoming vampire's chest and sighed.
"Thanks. Who are you?" the boy asked coolly.
Caitlyn stuck her hand out in greeting, "Cat. We're even now. You?"
The boy ran a hand through his red hair, "Oz."