Ok so there was some confusion last post to do with the source of Violets power and the slayers power. Basically, the source of the slayers power comes from a pure demon spirit that gets past down from slayer to slayer on the occasion of their death. When Violet died the first slayer gave Violet all her powers which due to the age of her spirit and the fact she is an original are much stronger than your average slayer. So no the first slayer didn't make Violet into a slayer in the first place :) I hope this helps, if not then let me know and I'll try and explain it better.

If you ever have a problem with this story or you don't understand something then let me know and I will try and explain things. Thanks so much for your reviews guys they do make me want to update and to just carry on writing this story because I love it and I love how much you guys seem to like it :)

Hokay, on with the story.

Five days later.

Turns out driving to Mexico wasn't much fun, but as there were no available flights anywhere near Colma, my bike was the quickest option, that and I never really liked flying. I finally got to the Mexican border and down toward Colma.

I was one days journey away from Colma and then the challenge of trying to find something that I had no idea what it was began. Great. I pulled into a motel and went down to the bar.

"Vodka, rocks."

I was so tired, mostly from thinking; I had no idea what it was I was looking for. Something that would help? A shot gun would do, even a hammer, hell, I'll kill them with my bare hands. The bar man put my drink in front of me. I took a sip and went back to my thoughts. Maybe it was information; should I be looking for books?

"Is this seat taken?"

I was still in deep thought and wasn't really paying much attention.

"No have it."

I thought he was taking the chair which when thinking about it was weird considering the entire place was empty, instead this guy sat down. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at this guy. He was human, tall, dark, beautiful brown eyes, wait, no i'm with Eric and i'm on a mission and not in the mood to flirt. The guy smiled at me. I figured it would be best to just ignore him so I stayed slouched over the bar.

"Can I get you a drink?"

"I've got one thanks."

I lifted my glass and shook it. He smiled.

"So you from around here?"

Seriously? Take a hint man! I avoided eye contact and just looked into my glass.

"nope."

He smiled awkwardly.

"Ok I can take hints, i'll leave you in peace. I just wanted to talk though, you looked bored is all."

Oh now I feel bad. I sat up straight as he started walking off.

"Hey, wait, i'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rude. Please."

I motioned at the chair.

"Let me get you a drink, to apologise."

I pulled the bar tender over.

"Ok then, thanks. Can I get a Sol please."

" and another double."

I downed the vodka and payed for the drinks.

"Cheers."

"So come here often?"

He said and laughed looking round the bar; it was a complete dump.

"No I'm just passing through actually."

I was being nice but still didn't want to give him any details; this guy could be anyone.

"What about you? Stay at this Motel often?"

"No i'm just passing through as well. I'm James by the way."

He held out his hand.

"I'm, Joan."

Great fake name. I didn't want to tell him my real name; just incase, and Joan was the first name that came to me.

"Joan? Well its nice to meet you."

"Like wise James. So where are you heading?"

"Colma."

"Really?"

Stop being paranoid, its just coincidence.

"Yeah. I'm an archaeologist and there are some really interesting digs happening down there at the moment, I mean there is stuff dating back thousands of years."

"Thousands?"

"Yeah, like Aztec era, but the interesting thing about this dig is the light it shines on their religion."

"What do you mean?"

"Well the Aztecs God was a God of tremendous power and terrible fear that had to be relieved by human sacrifice."

"They killed people for their God?"

"Thousands. The Aztec God had these sort of hand maidens, personal servants which he sent down to Earth to make sure his sacrifices were carried out; legend has it these maidens were beautiful strong creatures who also demanded payment from the Aztec people."

I really didn't want to ask this question as I think I knew the answer but something just made me want to ask it.

"What kind of payment?"

"Human Blood."

I knew it. This guy was smiling at me; he really did love his subject and it was kind of cute. ...No. Eric.

"Do you think there is a chance that the hand maidens could have been -"

"Vampires. Yes there is that theory now they out of the coffin so to speak. We don't know much about these hand maidens but i'm hoping this dig might hold the key to some of our questions."

"Right."

This couldn't be coincidence; I have the spirit of an ancient primeval vampire slayer in me and she has told me to go to Colma were there is an ancient Aztec dig about vampires going on. I think I may have just found what I was looking for. My phone started ringing, I took it out my pocket, it was Eric.

"Urm, I have to take this."

"Cool no problem, I was just going to head to the mens anyway."

"Ok."

I stood up and walked outside the bar.

"Hey."

"How are things? Where are you?"

"I'm staying at a motel in Gauda- Gaudal-"

"Gaudalajara?"

"Yeah that place. I'll be in Colma tomorrow."

I looked around making sure nobody was listening.

"Hey listen, I think i've found something out about what i'm looking for."

"Really? How?"

"I was talking to this guy at a bar-"

"A guy was talking to you? What did he want?"

"Nothing, he was just being friendly."

"I'll show him friendly."

"Eric! Can I have a little trust."

"Its not you I don't trust its him."

"Great, anyway, lets be thankful I did talk to him. Turns out he is also going to Colma -"

"Thats convenient, you didn't tell him your name did you?"

"Fucking hell Eric! Can you not talk to me like i'm some stupid kid?"

"I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you. I love you and I do trust your judgement. I'm sorry."

"Well, good. Anyway. He is an archaeologist going to do a dig in Colma; a dig that is centred around finding more out about the hand maidens of the Aztec God who over saw the human sacrifices and were paid by the Aztecs with human blood."

"Thats a big coincidence."

"My thoughts exactly. I think I should do some digging into this dig sight when I get there."

"That was a terrible joke."

"I know."

"But joking aside I agree."

My phone started beeping.

"My phones almost out of charge. I should go anyway, i'm really tired."

"Ok. Please charge your phone. I love you."

"I love you too."

I walked back into the bar. James was sitting at the bar. Three more people had also come into the bar and were sitting down in a corner talking. I sat back in my seat.

"Sorry it took so long."

"Its no problem."

I took a sip of my drink.

"I really should head to bed now. I'm tired long day tomorrow."

"Yeah me too. It was really nice talking to you. Or more you listening to me talk."

I downed the rest of my drink and smiled.

"Yeah it was really interesting."

"Really?"

"Yeah, absolutely. I'm a huge history geek, well history of language, mostly ancient Sumerian."

"Wow, thats pretty impressive, I didn't have you down for an ancient linguist."

"Yeah, anyway. Goodnight."

I got up to my room and suddenly felt unbelievably tired, almost wrongly tired. Then the room started to blur, there was nothing I could do; I fell onto the bed, out cold.

Ok so History lesson time...I made it up :D Well, the part about the hand maidens I made up but the bit about the Aztec God wanting human sacrifice is true... and the Aztec's did like to indulge themselves with a bit of cannibalism now and then. So what do you guys think?