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The trouble with some kinds of warfare (and be certain the Tyrant knew this, because it is implicit in his lesson) is that they destroy all moral decency in susceptible types. Warfare of these kinds will dump the destroyed survivors back into an innocent population that is incapable of even imagining what such returned soldiers might do.
-Teachings of the Golden Path,
Bene Gesserit Archives
The slayers sat huddled together at one end of the long conference table. Night had fallen. They were waiting for the evening session to begin. So far, no one other than them had arrived. They found it very strange.
"Where is everyone?" Lisa asked. It was one of the rare times she spoke. She looked around the huge conference room with its fifty foot windows and gold and white heavy cotton curtains. The room looked terribly empty.
"Maybe they're in the other freakishly large conference room." Buffy said. She was getting bored.
"My mother was a fish speaker." Surayya said to no one in particular and for no obvious reason. "I haven't seen my family since the academy." She said.
Lisa squeezed her hand. She understood what Surayya was saying.
"Have you tried to find them?" Buffy asked.
"I tried during the Fish speaker occupation. They were gone. My entire village was burned to the ground. Everyone I had grown up with was missing. The only person I still know from the old days is Motorria. We grew up together." Surayya stopped for a moment. Her silence hung heavy in the air.
Lisa looked at her strangely. She had never known Surayya to be so sentimental. Lisa observed Surayya in the minute way she had been trained. She noticed fine crow's feet around Surayya's eyes.
That's when she punched her in the shoulder.
"You're turning into an old lady!" She said.
Surayya turned and looked at her and said "You're wrong. I'm no lady."
They smiled at each other.
Across the huge conference room, massive doors swung back on their hinges. A mob of fifty fish speakers and Bene Gesserit entered. Buffy noticed the splattering of blood across the front of Reverend Mother Paloma's black aba robe and the twin puncture marks on her neck. The mob spread itself out along both sides of the conference table as they rushed towards the slayers.
"What the…!" Lisa said. She reached for her scythe.
"I knew we pissed them off." Buffy said.
Surayya didn't care. The first wave of fish speakers slammed into the slayers at full speed knocking Lisa against the wall. Surayya stepped into them fists swinging. Three of the fish speakers were down. Surayya pinned a Bene Gesserit against the wall with her forearm, twisted backwards and slammed the bottom of her foot into an attackers face.
Lisa was pissed. She screamed a blood curling yell and jumped onto the conference table. She fixed her eyes on the fish speakers still rushing into the room. She ran at full speed and launched herself into the women. She smashed her elbow down on the fish speakers head, then jabbed the next woman's choroid artery with a two finger cobra strike cutting off all blood flow to her brain. Someone hit Lisa in the back of her head with something hard. Razor sharp finger nails sliced across her face drawing blood.
Something clicked in Lisa's mind. She went into berserker mode.
She grabbed the first person in reach and slammed the woman's head into the edge of the conference table. The fish speaker skull split open. Bone fragment and brains went everywhere. Adrenaline mixed with her slayer strength. Lisa hit the next fish speaker hard enough to break two of her ribs which didn't matter. A fraction of a second later, Lisa drove the palm of her hand into the fish speakers jaw hard enough to snap her neck. Two Bene Gesserit jumped her and tried to hold her down.
Lisa growled as she inhaled deeply supercharging her blood stream with oxygen. The last thing she remembered was the room flashing white and everything else disappearing from her mind.
The white faded. The adrenaline faded. Lisa slowly faded in from wherever her mind had gone.. The floor was littered with bodies. There was blood on the walls. Brain matter covered the conference table. Buffy and Surayya stood very still in the far corner of the conference room.
Buffy looked at the slivers of entrails and torn flesh dangling from Lisa's fingernails and said: "It's always the quite ones that will surprise you.
Lisa was still breathing heavily when she turned her red rimmed eyes towards the two other slayers. It took her a moment to fully observe the room and take in all that she had done.
Lisa's face scrunched up in horror. Surayya rushed to her side grabbed her and held her head to her bosom to comfort her. Lisa was heaving in thick sobs. Surayya looked back towards Buffy.
"The three years we spent trapped on Arrakis under Fish Speaker occupation was a lot harder than we let on. Not all the soldier's have returned home from the war." Surayya held Lisa and was prepared to hold her as long as it took.
Buffy felt the presence of a supernatural force. The other slayer felt it to. Buffy handed them their scythe's. The three women stood facing the hallway from inside the conference room. The lights in the hallway flickered then went out. Darkness creeped along the walls towards them. All the lights went out. The emergency generator kicked in. The room was bathed in blood red light.
Buffy felt him first.
Dracula morphed out of the darkness. First his pale white skin appeared, and then his sharp white teeth Suddenly, the rest of him was there, hovering over the slayers.
"Magnificent!" He said in a tone of erotic decadence. "The Beast is alive and well within you. Your energies are so much like my own. " Dracula licked his lips.
A scythe flew out of the darkness followed by another. Dracula was pinned to the bloody wall, impaled by Lisa and Buffy's scythe.
"Alright asshole. Time to die." Surayya stepped forward with burning red hate in her eyes.