Something New
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: See part 1
Notes: See previous parts
They had been walking for an hour and Brandon was exhausted. He had no idea why they had left the lair. One second Dru was singing about cherries and eyeballs and the next she was screaming about how the light captured Darla again. So now they walking around in the sewer, which, by the way, had a putrifying smell. He had no idea how vampires could stand it. It had to be murder to their enhanced olfactory senses.
"Well look what we have here boys?" came a voice from the darkness. Drusilla started growling as five vampires come into view. Brandon knew this was about to get violent, but he didn't know how it would end. He'd never seen Dru fight against a group. On the other hand, she was old and insane, which made her very dangerous.
"The dragonslayers will fall before the princess," Dru said, grinning evilly. Brandon almost felt sorry for the fools when he saw the smile. Almost.
One of the vampires leapt at Dru. She caught him and used his momentum to throw him into another. Another vamp threw a punch, which Dru sidestepped. She, in response, grabbed his throat and ripped his head off. The two, who had fallen originally, rushed her at the same time. Brandon didn't know what happened next, because he decided to take the opportunity to run. Unfortunately, the vampire who had spoken saw him making a break for it and dived at him. Brandon was slammed into the wall. He fought to stay conscious. The vampire prepared to bite, but Dru pulled him off. He looked around and saw that he was the only one remaining. Of course that was remedied when Dru staked him with a piece of wood that must have been lying around.
"Naughty, naughty," she said approaching Brandon, "Death doesn't get to take a holiday."
Brandon kept wondering what she meant by that. "Dru, why do you keep calling me Death?"
Dru looked at him for a second as if it was the first time she had seen him, then she whispered, "The stars are afraid of you. If they hear your name they will sing to the heavens to destroy us." She looked off into space. "The beginning was so loud." She covered her ears. "It hurt my ears. It won't end that way." She uncovered her ears, looked at him and spoke softly, "You'll end it in a whisper. So soft. I can barely hear it. Do you hear it?" She looked at him expectantly.
He looked at mesmerized as well as frightened. Could it be possible that his being here could be a key to some type of Armageddon. "I don't hear anything," he answered.
She seemed sadden. "It was louder in the beginning. It gets softer, the closer we get. I won't be able to hear soon either." Her face suddenly lightened up. "Soon we won't have to. Come." And she jerked him to his feet. "We must leave before the Angel-beast comes." And they started running down the tunnel again.
by AlienPred18
Disclaimer: See part 1
Notes: See previous parts
They had been walking for an hour and Brandon was exhausted. He had no idea why they had left the lair. One second Dru was singing about cherries and eyeballs and the next she was screaming about how the light captured Darla again. So now they walking around in the sewer, which, by the way, had a putrifying smell. He had no idea how vampires could stand it. It had to be murder to their enhanced olfactory senses.
"Well look what we have here boys?" came a voice from the darkness. Drusilla started growling as five vampires come into view. Brandon knew this was about to get violent, but he didn't know how it would end. He'd never seen Dru fight against a group. On the other hand, she was old and insane, which made her very dangerous.
"The dragonslayers will fall before the princess," Dru said, grinning evilly. Brandon almost felt sorry for the fools when he saw the smile. Almost.
One of the vampires leapt at Dru. She caught him and used his momentum to throw him into another. Another vamp threw a punch, which Dru sidestepped. She, in response, grabbed his throat and ripped his head off. The two, who had fallen originally, rushed her at the same time. Brandon didn't know what happened next, because he decided to take the opportunity to run. Unfortunately, the vampire who had spoken saw him making a break for it and dived at him. Brandon was slammed into the wall. He fought to stay conscious. The vampire prepared to bite, but Dru pulled him off. He looked around and saw that he was the only one remaining. Of course that was remedied when Dru staked him with a piece of wood that must have been lying around.
"Naughty, naughty," she said approaching Brandon, "Death doesn't get to take a holiday."
Brandon kept wondering what she meant by that. "Dru, why do you keep calling me Death?"
Dru looked at him for a second as if it was the first time she had seen him, then she whispered, "The stars are afraid of you. If they hear your name they will sing to the heavens to destroy us." She looked off into space. "The beginning was so loud." She covered her ears. "It hurt my ears. It won't end that way." She uncovered her ears, looked at him and spoke softly, "You'll end it in a whisper. So soft. I can barely hear it. Do you hear it?" She looked at him expectantly.
He looked at mesmerized as well as frightened. Could it be possible that his being here could be a key to some type of Armageddon. "I don't hear anything," he answered.
She seemed sadden. "It was louder in the beginning. It gets softer, the closer we get. I won't be able to hear soon either." Her face suddenly lightened up. "Soon we won't have to. Come." And she jerked him to his feet. "We must leave before the Angel-beast comes." And they started running down the tunnel again.