-Chapter Twenty-One-
The End of the Slayers
He was hungry. He hadn't ate in a long while, he wanted to taste the raw exuberant taste that only came from human blood. Especially a girls. They always were so soft and tender, easy to bite down on and they taste sooooo good. The only bit of satisfaction is these cigarettes. He is a vampire after all, so the fire could kill him, that's the danger, it why they did it, cos one wrong move and they could burn their finger off and with vampires it was lot more treacherous than humans.
"Help! Help!" cried a voice which caught his attention. He turned around to see Buffy dressed up as a schoolgirl looking around terrified, her eyes were filled with fear and she was walking with a limp. Mmmm, fresh meat, he sneered inwardly. He walked towards her putting on a caring face, though it had been a while since he had cared as a vampire, you have to be an actor, be a part of the game.
"Are you alright?" the vampire asked softly placing a hand on her shoulder. She jumped turning to him. Ooo she was a jumper.
"Oh thank god, there was a guy," Buffy said shakily walking forward and looking around confused and terrified, "he was all bumpy and fanged and he... looked like a monster..."
"Wait," the vampire said abruptly holding out his hand, "did he looked like this."
The vampire smirked as his brow furrowed into a bumpy, vicious, pronounced way, he looked demonic as his teeth became fanged and his eyes turned yellow. He licked his lips hungrily, it had been a while since he had ate anything such as this. But, something happened, something unexpected, she smiled. "About time," she moaned with irritation, "I thought I'd bagged a normal guy there."
"You, bitch!" the vampire cried as he realised what he was dealing with; a Slayer.
He recoiled as a shot of fire hit the ground in front of him moving all around him trapping him in a ring of fire. He gasped unable to pass through it as the flames flickered around him. He looked up his yellow eyes wide at the man hovering above him in a blue tights and a red S across his chest. Next to him was a red haired girl holding a man with an eye patch. They looked totally weird and this was coming from him.
"Now that's no way to talk to lady now is it," Superman said as floated down outside the ring of fire, "answer our questions and we'll let you go."
"Go to hell," the vampire snarled.
"Now that's not very nice," Buffy cried in mocked innocence nodding to Willow who flicked her wrist a small tank of gas appearing in her hand. Superman stepped forward in shock as Willow poured it over him. Buffy's hand pressed on him stopping him. He looked down at her cold eyes shocked. "You sure you don't wanna talk? I don't mind if you go with the difficult option, more fun for me."
"I'll talk, I'll talk," he spat out the petrol, spluttering as Willow continued to pour it the flames building around him as he splashed about, "just don't set me on fire."
"Then don't move about so much," Buffy said harshly, "now, where's my Scythe?"
"Toru has it," the vampire cried desperately, "he's holed up in the Ashikaga building with the Suicide Squad."
"Suicide Squad?" Superman said curiously, "you mean Deadshot and the others?"
"Yeah," the vamp cried, "they work for someone giving Toru orders, Toru wouldn't go with it otherwise but he gave Toru something he couldn't refuse."
"My Scythe," Buffy said glaring at him angrily.
"No, it's what he wants to do with it," the vampire cried, "he wants to use the scythe to reverse the spell you made and take away your powers."
"How?" Willow asked shocked.
"He's got a witch named Kumiko," the vampire cried, "she's powerful, he likes to keep her to get him out of jams. The guy who hired Toru supplied him with a lens to magnify the spell. Look I've told you everything I told. You promised to let me go if I did."
"No," Buffy said coldly lifting up a lighter, lighting it nodding to Superman, "he did." She tossed it in as Superman's eyes widened with shock as the vampire went a light straight away. The screams echoed and they all stood there doing nothing as the vampire withered in pain. Clark looked as they all stared at the vampire coldly, as they did nothing. Well he wasn't going to. With a sharp blast of air from his mouth the fire dissipated around the sizzled vampire. It stood there for minute, its entire body burnt and blackened. Clark stepped forward as it fell exploding into ash. He looked down at the ash between his finger, gripping them tightly glaring at the remains to the vampire.
"What the hell was that?" The Man of Steel roared as rounded on Buffy.
"This is war," Buffy snapped later that night in the Japanese Headquarters. It was an old temple, long deserted and now used for the greater good. The night was quiet and the Slayers were preparing for battle and yet a battle was already happening. "You have to get your hands dirty."
"I know that," Clark yelled, "and I know that your job means you have to kill vampires and monster but what you did last night wasn't slaying, it was slaughter."
"He's a creature of the undead," Buffy cried exasperated rubbing her eyes and throwing her arms out trying to get Clark to get it.
"So was Angel? So was Spike?" Clark retaliated.
"Both tried to kill and me another tried to rape me," Buffy snapped stinging Clark a little as he winced, and so did she, she still wasn't comfy with that memory despite forgiving Spike for it. "And it's different with them..."
"Because they had a soul," Clark said as Buffy said this. "I know, and yet you gave them a chance."
"They felt guilty for their crimes," Buffy cried, "they could think."
"So could Spike before he even got a soul," Clark argued.
"Look Clark, this is what I do, I slay, I have to do it we all have to do it not all vampires are like Spike or Angel and I can't go at them with kids gloves," Buffy argued.
"I'm not disputing that," Clark argued, "I know that this is what you have to do. But that wasn't war you did, that was personal. They killed one of your Slayers and you killed that vampire to make yourself feel better. To vent your anger. And what happens when it's not a vampire? What happens when it's someone like Deadshot or even that Joker guy from Gotham City? What then?"
"I'd never kill a human being," Buffy hissed angrily.
"I know," Clark said guiltily realising he had overstepped the mark. He bowed his head, "I know you'd never kill a human being. But, Buffy, they look to you as a leader," he noted looking out at the Slayers who prepare, "they look at you for an example. From the youngest to the oldest and I don't mean to step on your toes and I don't mean to undermine you, but we have powers, Buffy. More than anyone ever has. And we can't slip up. We don't get second chances."
"I hate when you're right you know that," Buffy sighed folding her arms disgruntled.
"Now, you know how I used to feel when you told me off," Clark said weakly smiling.
"Well you used to deserve it, kind of, okay you screwed up but of the right reasons but still cause for valid upsetness," Buffy moaned sitting down on the wall. "some night, our first anniversary and our first fight."
"We've had loads of fights," Clark replied.
"First time you've won," Buffy mumbled.
"I heard that," Clark said nudging her trying to break the ice. She smiled weakly. "Sorry."
"No, you're right," Buffy sighed, "I let my emotions get the better of me. I guess after being the Slayer for so long and walking the line, it's kind of hard to see where the line is anymore."
"It never is," Clark said. "But we know when we're at the line."
"We're going to have to keep an eye on Xander aren't we?" Buffy said softly.
"I'm the one with the better eye sight maybe I should," Clark joked weakly.
"No I'll do it," Buffy replied grumpily, "be the example."
They were ready. The building was surrounded by a hundred vampires, maybe even a thousand, this guy was big. He had a big army and big building. God, how many time am I gonna think 'big'? Buffy thought to herself as she scanned the building. Her slayers sat on the adjacent buildings and in the alleyways. She was near the back door, with Willow, Satsu, Xander and Andrew. Clark was back at the Planet to give Perry his story on Aiko's murder, he wasn't happy about it but it had to be done.
"How should we do this?" Buffy said soft like a whisper.
"The lens is on the roof," Xander said looking up at the roof through binoculars, "I say we storm the place, get to his apartment before he can take the Scythe there."
"Same here," Buffy said, "how about that distraction will?"
"If you guys would be quiet I'd be able to do it," Willow snapped irritably holding out her arms as she hovered in the air her hands flashing green.
The vamps below recoiled in horror as a white flash filled the streets of Tokyo. Their eyes swam as little tiny dots filled their yellow eyes, they widened as they saw something above them, Towering above.
DAWN.
"Hi... I'm mean ROAAARRRR!"" She boomed gingerly.
"That's are queue," Buffy yelled leaping from the roof as Dawn stomped down Tokyo town, crushing every vamp in sight. Buffy landed to the ground with the others running into through the back door staking a vamp as he leapt at her, "get ready everyone, it's gonna get messy."
They ran up the stairwell, they knew exactly where Toru was, heck he was the only person in this apartment building and if he was anything like she thought he was; he'd be up at the top most apartment. The place wasn't really swarming with vamps, it was almost empty. The whole thing screamed a trap.
"Great view," Buffy said pleasantly as she reached Toru's flat walking into it with her Slayers. He turned to her holding her Scythe. "You'll be going through it in a minute."
"I think you've got the phrase wrong," Toru smirked.
"I don't like people touching my stuff," Buffy growled coldly.
"Oops," Toru cried mockingly as he placed a finger on the scythe. "You can't stop me. The wheels are in motion. They only need this scythe to complete the incantation."
"I'm the one with the army, goth boy," Buffy snapped leaping at him only to phase right through him slamming against the window. She turned around as the side doors exploded open and at least fifty vampires stormed in with Flag, Deadshot, Plastique and Captain Boomerang. They whipped out their weapons. The room exploded into battle as Xander lunged at Deadshot a fiery vengeful look burning in his eyes.
"Better get upstairs," Toru's hologram said mockingly, "but I think you've got enough on your hands."
He pointed out of the window as two flashes of light appeared outside the window as Willow and the witch fought in midair.
Willow groaned as she slammed into a building as the Japanese girl towered leaned over her pushing her out of the window and into the building. Green and purple sparks flying from both of them as their battle raged on. The girls smiled at Willow sweetly.
"Hi there, names Kumiko," Kumiko greeted sweetly, "perhaps you've heard of me."
She slashed hard at Willow, Willow only just about putting up her shield. She felt herself being knocked backwards. Willow glared at the girl dressed like a gothy schoolgirl, slashing at her. This girl was more annoying than Amy and that was saying something. She dodged it, shooting a blast at Willow who swerved out of the way, the wall of the building exploding and crashing to the ground below. Willow spun around her eyes wide as a group of tourists recoiled as the rocks fell down towards them.
"Skcor Raeppasid," Willow cried the pieces of debris disappearing as a green aura formed around them flashing away. Willow sighed with relief as the tourist remained safe, however, a agonising pain filled her as Kumiko's hands grasped her face, a purple light emitting from Kumiko's hands cutting at Willow's face. Her screams echoed as she saw it, as it flashed into her eyes.
A man laughing triumphantly hidden in shadows as Buffy is strapped to a machine screaming in agonising pain.
The Slayers chained and marching in formation defeated.
A city, Metropolis, burning on fire ruined as a dark shadow moves across it
A red haired woman smiling at her triumph
A Cape fluttering against a pole, burnt and torn fluttering and showing a red S.
"Nooo!" Willow cried as Kumiko held on to her face cackling insanely as Willow tried to wriggle free.
Kumiko suddenly gasped in shock as Buffy dropped down on her, her feet smacking into the back of head causing her to let go of Willow. Willow fell limply her eyes closing as she slipped into unconsciousness. Buffy fell off Kumiko as she shot down into the building crashing through one the windows. Buffy doubted she'd get up. Though she doubted she would after her and Will get out of this as they started to drop fifty feet to the ground.
Oh crap
Oh CRAP
OH CRAP, Buffy thought continuously as she grabbed Willow trying to wake her up. It's just like a diving board, I'll remember that next time I jump out of a building. "Okay Will, up and atom time to wake up, come on coffee's on," Buffy cried as she closed her eyes wishing for Willow to wake up, "Go Go Gadget Willow!"
With that, they stopped.
Buffy opened her eyes to see them stopped at least ten foot from the swimming pool below. "Wow it worked," Buffy cried happily.
"You've been watching to many movies," came a voice from above. Buffy looked up only just realising the strong arms holding her to see Clark clad in his Superman suit looking down at him, "I believe this is your floor."
"Puh-lease do you have to come up with those cheesy lines every time you make a save?" Buffy groaned jokingly.
"Yes," He replied, "now if you'll excuse me," he carried on removing his arms from around Willow and Buffy dropping them into the pool. Buffy gasped with surprise as she flopped out of the pool glaring at Superman, "there's a giant robot to fight."
"I'm awake," Willow spluttered jumping from the pool with shock looking around and up at Clark.
"I thought that would wake you up," Superman quipped noting the glares off the two girls, "gotta fly," he smirked before shooting off.
"I hate your boyfriend," Willow groaned as she climbed out of the pool.
"He's vulnerable to magic you know," Buffy replied looking up at the sky as a black dot dropped from the building.
"Noted," Willow said looking up, "is that your girlfriend jumping off the building?"
"Not my girlfriend," Buffy replied.
"She's still falling," Willow noted.
"We should help her," Buffy replied her gaze still up at the sky.
"Can't Clark do it," Willow said tiredly.
"He's fighting a robot," Buffy shrugged, "besides, we gotta save the world remember."
"Oh yeah that thing," Willow joked, "did you ever think we'd go to Tokyo without a natural disaster."
"Not really."
Dawn fell against one of the buildings as the Mecha-Dawn's Tail smacked at her. Honestly of all the things they could have given her they give her a tail, she thought as she groaned in pain. The thing had come out of nowhere and from the size of it that was impossible. Most of vamps had been taken care of but somewhere escaping whilst the Slayers tried to dodge both mecha and real Dawn.
"Okay, Dawn it's quite simple," Andrew said down her earpiece, "robots are usually suseptiable to decapitation unless they have a back up brain in its neck. In short, YOU NEED MEGASWORD POWER NOW!"
Dawn looked around confused as from the building Andrew was station he threw his sword to her. As it came toward her it grew stretching higher and higher as it grew slamming into the ground as it grew at least fifty feet.
"What do I do with this?" Dawn asked confused.
"Pick it up and chop its head off!" Andrew cried, "A giant robot fight! I've been waiting all my life for this."
Dawn rolled out of the way grabbing the sword as the Mecha-Dawn punched at the building debris exploding as its fist cut through it like cardboard. It turned to Dawn who stood up holding her new sword, it was heavy and caused her to sway. She tried to steady herself as the Mecha-Dawn came at her.
"Don't worry Dawn I got you," came a voice behind, she turned looking to see Superman holding the end of the sword, "I'll take the weight. You swing."
Dawn felt the sword grow lighter turning to see Mecha-Dawn come at her. She swung, Clark pushing at the sword giving it the strength it needed to cut right through Mecha-Dawn's head. Dawn spun on the spot losing her balance, the sword flinging out of her hand and spinning off to the river a few miles away. She stopped a few feet from the ground as Clark grabbed one of her fingers holding her up.
"Don't worry I got you," Superman said kindly pulling her up gently.
"Superman and Giganta," Dawn smirked as she got to her feet, "what a team?"
"That the name you're going with?" Superman smirked, "kind of hokey."
Noah Futtler typed feverishly and insanely at the equipment that was brought forth to him. He waited all his life for a project like this, something monolific something worldwide and as he glared at the battle behind him, he wished they'd keep it down.
Deadshot was fighting with the boy, he was holding up a better fight than before although it is three against one now. Plastique is down. Flag is being overwhelmed as is Boomerang. This slayer army was too much.
"Is it operational?" snapped Toru angrily.
"Yes, press this button and its activated," Calculator said.
"Then you better not press that button," came Buffy's voice. Toru and Calculator looked up to see Buffy, Willow and Satsu hovering in mid-air. Satsu holding the Scythe.
"You're too later Slayer," Toru cried, "even without the scythe we can still finish this."
"You can try," Buffy cried leaping at Toru chopping his head off causing in to explode into dust she spun around as Satsu flipped next to her. Willow dropping down behind the machines smiling. "You're surrounded, Calculator."
"But not beaten," He cried pressing a button.
Buffy turned her eyes wide as vampires leapt at her Satsu as the giant lens crackled turning a fiery red. Willow jumped up zooming towards the lens as a beam shot out of it. "Dliefecrof," she yelled a green force field appearing before her blocking the beam as it tried to spread across the world. Willow strained as she pushed forward her arms aching as the beam tried to push forth. She looked down as Buffy and Satsu hacked and slashed at every vamp as the battle waged on. Willow glared at the beam as it came towards him, she couldn't hold it.
BOOM! The beam dissipates as the console blows up. Willow sighed as she the strain in her arm disappeared looking over to see Superman blasting the console. She looked down to see dust fill the roof as the slayer finish off the vamps. Superman could see Flag, Boomerang and Deadshot down on the ground all unconscious.
"It's over," Buffy sighed as the last of the vampire fell to the ground in ash.
Willow collapsed to the ground tiredly. Superman dropping down next to her. The other Slayers laid down their weapons as they felt the tiredness of the past few days hit them.
"No it's not," Xander asked darkly as he took out a gun pointing it at Deadshot.
"Xander don't," Buffy cried. "You don't wanna do this. Renee wouldn't want you to do this."
"Yes she would," Xander spat.
"Xander please, you do this you can't come back from this. Don't do it," Clark cried.
"Yes do it," Xander snapped, "he deserves it. Don't be all high and mighty with me Clark. You don't understand."
"I do," Willow said abruptly surprising Xander. "Tara died right next to me and I let the vengeance take me. I let it control me and eat at me I almost didn't make it. If you kill him, you kill yourself. But I'll still stand by you," she grabbed his hand of the gun, "cos where else am I going to go?"
Xander dropped to his knees tears dripping down his face. He sobbed tearfully as Willow dropped to his knees holding him stroking his hair as tears dropped from his eyes. Buffy looked over at Clark. They both looked solemnly taking each other's hand. It was over.