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2 A new type of Hero Part 5

By Michael Dunbar



The wind blows eloquently through the trees pulling a few leaves off of there parents and letting them float gently to the floor below, the night sky lets little light through as clouds cover the entire sky in all directions. The darkness makes the park seem eerie, many people hurry through in the dark, some knowing of the demons that walk about at night and some ignorant to the things that can hunt them like no human ever could.

As each person hurries through the park at a jogging pace if they'd have taken one minute and look up they might have seen a hooded figure walking casually about as he takes in the sights before his eyes.

So, this is Earth; the master surely did not do it justice.. But I guess he'll never get to even try

A person walks to hurry past him at a faster pace than walking, his hand shoots out and grips the human by the neck lifting him off the floor, Looking over the human he seems unimpressed and just twists his hand fast hearing a crunch as the bone in his neck breaks, releasing his fingers from around the humans neck he lets the corpse fall to the pavement.

"So fragile, I thought there would be more of a fight here.. My master must have lied.. He said there would be one here that could challenge my speed and strength.. These humans can't challenge me they are so weak and pathetic"

A young girl heads his way and she looks up and she sees the dead body on the pavement and then turns automatically and starts to run away in the opposite direction her feet making loud noises on the pavement. The hooded figure shoots out his hand and a green ball of energy is released and makes its way to the girl and before she knows it she is merely another dust pile in Sunnydale.

"I came here for a FIGHT" His anger rising "Can no one here challenge me?"

"I'll give you a fight" A slurred voice behind him "I'll give you a challenge"

Turning he spots a human.. No wait, his head has some new bumps on them and his teeth are elongated, he seems to sneer at the hooded figure.

"Vampire.. This is new; I haven't seen one of your kind before, I've only heard of you.. But it is of no consequence you are too weak.. Now leave me be"

"Weak.. Who are you talking to? Fuck nut"

The vampire was fuming by now, his teeth had lengthened to there fullest extent and his undead blood was pulsing with anger, who did this Demon think he was? Jimmy O'Connell never lost a fight, the only reason he was a vampire was because he was drunk and was taken by surprise, he should snap this damn thing's neck in two. Little punk



The hooded figure pulls his hood back revealing his face. His skin is a turquoise colour and his eyes a dark shade of blue that seem to convey no emotion as does all his features just a look that seems to analyse things with a cold.

"What is a umm fuck nut?"

"It's you" Jimmy replies and grips his own palms in anticipation, the fight would start soon of that he was sure "and if you don't want to die.. Demon boy, you better start a running"

"Run? From you? Why would I do such a thing" He replies "Also id like to note that I'm not a demon, my name is Noble"

"Well how nice, your life story just what I DIDN'T want" Jimmy responds his southern accent seemingly getting stronger by the word "And to answer your first question, you should run because if you don't.. I'll kill ya"

Noble stands there looking over the vampiric creature before him. Doesn't he detect my power? I was sure they'd have some sort of sixth sense.. Maybe his is damaged somewhat or maybe it's a mere myth like every interesting fact in history

The new comers face changes for the first time that Jimmy had seen, a smile seems to appear and a flash of yellow teeth can be seen and right now Jimmy was getting a sharp jolt of fear right up his spine for some unknown reason.

"Die? But you cannot kill me.. You are merely a young creature where as I defied the gods by simply being here.. Can you stand toe to toe with the gods?"

Jimmy had no idea what this blue thing was talking about, Gods? The guys a loony, there are no such things and he had learnt that over time, well maybe there are gods but they are all bad.. That's for sure.

"Shut up you spindly little thing.. Look at you, you have no muscles to speak of, your blue arms are as thin as a twig and I am prepared to snap them"

Jimmy had never been one for smarts, he was always happy about his muscles and the fact that he could break open a bottle of beer with his belly button.. His first memory of beer makes him smile, his dada had passed him one when he was 11 and said "Drink it all or get hit" so he drunk it and never looked back as he was a 20 pint a night person by the time he was of legal age.

"If you think you can take me, the come on"

If Jimmy had really listened he could have heard a new edge Noble's voice, but he didn't because all he saw was his inevitable victory, strength over brains the way of most vampires.

"I don't need to think blue boy, I'm going to rip you a new one"

Jimmy starts to run; he was always good at running and his speed easily surpassed that of anything he had come across so far well except the slayer.. Because he'd never had that pleasure but after besting blue boy here he'll be sure to pay her a visit. Jumping up he stretches out his leg to kick the things head clean from his body and he is sure he hit him but at the same instant he falls flat to the floor with a grunt.

What the hell

He pulls himself up quickly, the creature was nowhere in sight, what had happened? Then Jimmy's smile widens as he comes to a stupid realisation brought on by idiocy. He ran, well not that I blame him I mean come on anyone would run from a touch critter like me but I was so hoping for a good fight.

"You can run all you like blue boy but one day ill cat.."

A sharp pain interrupts his slurred speech, it came from his stomach and he looks down, From where his stomach normally is he sees a blue hand sticking out and his blood pours down from each side of the limb, What.. How He had no idea what had happened, just that a hand was nor protruding from his stomach, he feels a cold breath on the back of his ear and tries to turn his head and look but then another sharp pain, this time in his shoulder and another hand now sticks cleanly out there, he feels a sharper pain as something is ripped out of his back.

"Told you your weak and pathetic"

A mere whisper in his ear before his dust is floating through the night air. Jimmy O' Connell's last thought was How in the blazing son of a bitch did he ever do that and his following thought was Damn I need a beer.

Noble had watched as the vampire had started to run toward him, he was painfully slow to watch as he seemed to take ages to reach him how do they even get around He thought as he looked at the stupidly slow speed of the vampire. When the vampire had finally reached him Noble had decided to play one of his old child games "Kill someone by trickery" He teleported behind the demon/human hybrid as he fell to the floor then as he stood he lashed out with his right hand entering the insides of the vampire and he pushed harder making it stick out from the other side. Noble then stabbed his other limb through the creature at his shoulder as he pulled them together he ripped his hands free; the creatures heart was on his hand.. What a pitiful thing, the only thing one needs to do to kill such a creature is stab this these creatures are even more pitiful than humans He released a blast of green energy from his fingers and watched as it turned to dust and the body soon followed, pulling himself forward he whispered a sentence in the vampires ear then smiles as the floor got totally covered in dust.

Well if there is no one to challenge me then I'll just have to eliminate every creature on this planet



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* Casa De Summer's*

* Other side of Sunnydale*



Xander had been in Sunnydale now for 3 days and he still couldn't get used to the bed in his room, it was far too soft for his liking, it was just so lumpy. He had tried to sleep in it the first night albeit unsuccessfully, so right now he lies on the floor of the bedroom covered by a large quilt with a pillow laid behind his head against the wall as he looks casually out of the window to the night sky of Sunnydale.

His days had not been that busy as of late, he had expected to start training instantly but he did not, the watcher thought it better for Xander to get to know the Scooby's first. He had been getting along rather well with all of the Scooby's although one thing did puzzle him, he had never heard of the slayer having a sister.

But here she his and she lives in this house and for some strange reason she seems to follow Xander about all the time asking him questions about where he came from, he answered although slightly reluctant as he didn't really like to talk about himself.

He was eager to start training again but the watcher had once again turned him down as he asked yesterday and said it would be better for him to settle in first, which Xander was confused by as he was ready right now and had got to know the Scooby's a lot better. Xander had even suggested that he would go easy on the slayer because of him been the better fighter. She hadn't spoke to him since.. He just didn't get girls.

Maybe I should ask Jesse, he seems to know what girls want

Little did Xander know that no one in the whole world could help him with that one except maybe Mel Gibson, Xander rolls over onto his side and looks at the bedroom door, he can hear footsteps outside tapping on the floor, they seem to pass his room about seven times, he sits up when he hears them headed in his direction finally. The light comes in full force from above and he places his hand over his eyes, looking toward the door again he sees Buffy stood there.

"Hello.."

"Umm Hi" she replies and walks forward, she can't help but notice the fact that he hasn't got his top half covered, she blushes slightly but manages to hide it, she was here to do something although she is having serious trouble remembering what. Something to do with speaking.. My god has he got muscles on his muscles. maybe he'd let me run my hand along.. Okay SO not going there.. I was here to... YES, I have it, I was here to speak to him about our umm argument "Look.. Let me get this out because we can't not talk to each other for ever"

"Well I wasn't not talki.."

"Shh " she interrupts "Look umm can I just speak"

He motions to her with his hand to carry on with what she was saying and she walks forward, she takes a seat on the bed as she steps over Xander, she looks down at him.

"Look.. I know you're a good fighter, So am I and I think you should treat me as so"

He goes to speak but she holds up her hand.

"Let me speak, it just annoys me when you're so arrogant, you think you can beat me with one hand and I seriously doubt that.. You are strong and a good fighter as am I and we need to have respect for each persons abilities.." She fidgets slightly "Fair enough we didn't get off to a good start and that was MY fault so.. Maybe we should start over.. You can speak now"

He smiles at her as she motions to him with her hand.

"Thanks.. I didn't think I was been arrogant, I just have always been taught to be proud of my abilities and I am.. I'm sorry if it came out the way it did.. In fact I trained to become as good as a slayer at first, just like you.. But I surpassed any training that I had been given and just continued to get better at any type of combat.." He pulls himself up to a more comfortable position "I've never known who I am all I know is that I'm good at combat and that's the only thing I have, I didn't mean to belittle your abilities as you are a legend in my eyes, I have read about all your victories and they inspired me to do better"

Buffy was actually surprised, that had been the longest talk they have had since he had turned up, well the longest that he had spoke for anyway. He looks down at the carpet as he feels an emotion run through him.. Loneliness. She grabs his hand and brings his attention back to her and there eyes meet.

"All you have to be is you, everyone is unique no matter what our abilities, don't let anyone tell you who you are, not your master, not me, not anyone" She smiles at him and decides to change the subject "Maybe we can go shopping tomorrow like you wanted to after all there's only a certain amount of times you wash that thing without it falling apart"

He looks over at the chest of drawers and his clothes on top then turns back and smiles "Yea, that'd be good"

She releases his hand and stands up "I think I'll be going to bed"

She walks over and goes to switch the light off but not before saying with a smirk "Oh and by the way my sister's got a crush on you"

The light gets turned out and Xander lies back down.

Why would she want to crush me?.. Strange

His eyes slowly droop and the last thought before consciousness leaves him is Why did it feel so good when she grabbed my hand?