Subject: Daywalkers
Author: Lore Krajsman
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Buffy faces a new set of vampires called Daywalkers.
Category: Crossover between Buffy and 'My best friend's a vampire'
Pairing: Xander/Anya, Willow/Tara, Buffy/Riley
E-mail: lilith93@hotmail.com
Archive?: anywhere you want
Notes: this story is a crossover between Buffy the Vampire slayer and the eighties movie 'my best friend is a vampire.' In that movie a teenager called Jeremy Capello gets turned into a vampire. With the help of his girlfriend Darla, his best friend Ralph and his vampire mentor Modoc he then gets to deal with a vampire hunter.
Vampires from this variety can stand daylight, are vulnerable to garlic, crosses, holy water (holy objects) and stakes. They can shape shift into wolves, dogs, birds,... They are invulnerable to guns (they just shake it of ), can fly and are super strong.

It was about eight o' clock and Darla had to walk home on her own. She had a big smile on her face, thinking about her boyfriend, scratch that her fiancé who'd be in town later that evening. Her books had started to feel heavy minutes before when she'd been forced to leave her car at the campus. The distance might not be all that far, but she still didn't like walking on the street this late. She wasn't sure, but she kept having that feeling in the back of her head that something was wrong. She looked back, almost laughing at her own paranoia. There was nothing there. Still, she halted in front of a window stall to determine if someone was following her or not. No one. She freed a breath she hadn't even known she was holding in and turned away, only to bump into a man. Her books fell on the ground.

Vampire. she thought. She took another quick peek to check it out. No mirror image whatsoever. Damn.

"Uhm ..." she wasn't sure what to say. "Sorry I hadn't seen you." Now that wasn't really the right thing to say either. She knelt down to pick up her books .

"Now now. No reason to go." The mans smile went about as far as his skin. It sent shivers down her spine. Not all vampires were nice, Jeremy had warned her about that.

"I'm really sorry, but I have to go." The vampire moved in her path. She threw the books at his face, hoping against hope that she could get away. The vampire grabbed her before she got a few feet away. Why oh why hadn't she taken her cross with her. Then she remembered, she hadn't wanted to make Jeremy uncomfortable when she'd see him.

Her last thoughts as the vampire killed her were of Jeremy and the way he looked in the moonlight. "I'm sorry." Darla muttered with her last breath while her hand hit the ground. A fine silver ring fell of her hand, hitting the ground.

To be continued