A/N: I don't own Darry or anything else affiliated with the movie Jeepers
Creepers or Jeepers Creepers 2: Like a Bat out of Hell, Victor Salva does.
I also, don't own Buffy The Vampire Slayer or Angel:The Series or anything
of their element, Joss Whedon does, I just borrow 'em sometimes. I do
however own Dani. Take her or the story line and I'll curse many Creepers
and Riley Finn's on you!
She started to walk from the club exit to the beginning of the next street. The club as about less than a block and a half away from the school and she knew her way around. The side of town the campus was on was the quieter side of town, much like the area Dani grew up in, in Sunnydale.
She heard footsteps and she quickly turned around, thinking it was Darry. Instead, she saw a stuffy British guy, dressed in a tweed jacket, brown pants, striped blue shirt, loafers, and a tan colored trench coat.
"Can I help you" she asks in an annoyed tone, looking the man over with her hazel eyes.
"Um..yes you can Ms.Carpenter" the man says, taking a step forward.
"Uh, call me Danielle. Wait—how the hell do you know my name? Why are you following me? I saw you earlier and a few days ago, you were hanging around the campus. If you're a stalker, I'm gonna have to teach you NOT to stalk me" she says again annoyed, taking a few steps back away from the man, becoming very wary.
"I'm here you tell you your destiny" he replies.
"Um…my destiny? Cryptic much? My destiny is to become a famous singer- songwriter. And sorry but you don't look like the record company type" she says in a flippant tone.
"You are the one. The chosen. Your fate is to rid the earth of vampires, demons, and other mystical beings" he says, a feeling of annoyance sweeping over him also.
"Vampires? You're trying to tell me I'm the slayer? Well sorry dude, you're mistaken. I'm not your girl. Your girl is oh say, 5'4" or at least shorter than me, blonde hair, hazelish-blueish eyes and she goes by the name Buffy. She lives in Sunnydale, California. Go find her" she says, patting him on the shoulder, then takes off.
Danielle finally reaches hers and Darry's dorm and quickly opens the door and then closes and locks it once she's inside. It was about 1:00am, she didn't expect Darry to be back yet from the party. She grabbed her gym bad and packed the clothes she'd need for her trip.
She checked her cell phone. "All charged up" she says aloud to herself, seeing that the battery was full. What that man had said started to take affect on her. What if she was the slayer? What did that mean for Buffy? Did she die? Was she sick?
She knew the whole slayer calling didn't happen unless the previous slayer had died, activating the new one. She had learnt this when she has lived with Cordy for a month after she got kicked out of the University of Sunnydale. She was lucky it was only for her grades and not for something REALLY bad. She was also lucky that Bannon had accepted her so late in the 1st semester and had put her with Darry in the dorm situation.
That was before Spring Break. After Spring Break however, Darry came back kind of shaken up. He would check out the window before going to bed or leaving the dorm, for a month—actually for 23 days this went on, but still. She had found it a little weird but never really decided to ask him about it. She only thought something had happened to him over spring break that had made him act like that. She guessed she had been right because at the beginning of their 2nd year he seemed fine. He just needed a few months to adjust from whatever had happened over the spring break period.
She started to walk from the club exit to the beginning of the next street. The club as about less than a block and a half away from the school and she knew her way around. The side of town the campus was on was the quieter side of town, much like the area Dani grew up in, in Sunnydale.
She heard footsteps and she quickly turned around, thinking it was Darry. Instead, she saw a stuffy British guy, dressed in a tweed jacket, brown pants, striped blue shirt, loafers, and a tan colored trench coat.
"Can I help you" she asks in an annoyed tone, looking the man over with her hazel eyes.
"Um..yes you can Ms.Carpenter" the man says, taking a step forward.
"Uh, call me Danielle. Wait—how the hell do you know my name? Why are you following me? I saw you earlier and a few days ago, you were hanging around the campus. If you're a stalker, I'm gonna have to teach you NOT to stalk me" she says again annoyed, taking a few steps back away from the man, becoming very wary.
"I'm here you tell you your destiny" he replies.
"Um…my destiny? Cryptic much? My destiny is to become a famous singer- songwriter. And sorry but you don't look like the record company type" she says in a flippant tone.
"You are the one. The chosen. Your fate is to rid the earth of vampires, demons, and other mystical beings" he says, a feeling of annoyance sweeping over him also.
"Vampires? You're trying to tell me I'm the slayer? Well sorry dude, you're mistaken. I'm not your girl. Your girl is oh say, 5'4" or at least shorter than me, blonde hair, hazelish-blueish eyes and she goes by the name Buffy. She lives in Sunnydale, California. Go find her" she says, patting him on the shoulder, then takes off.
Danielle finally reaches hers and Darry's dorm and quickly opens the door and then closes and locks it once she's inside. It was about 1:00am, she didn't expect Darry to be back yet from the party. She grabbed her gym bad and packed the clothes she'd need for her trip.
She checked her cell phone. "All charged up" she says aloud to herself, seeing that the battery was full. What that man had said started to take affect on her. What if she was the slayer? What did that mean for Buffy? Did she die? Was she sick?
She knew the whole slayer calling didn't happen unless the previous slayer had died, activating the new one. She had learnt this when she has lived with Cordy for a month after she got kicked out of the University of Sunnydale. She was lucky it was only for her grades and not for something REALLY bad. She was also lucky that Bannon had accepted her so late in the 1st semester and had put her with Darry in the dorm situation.
That was before Spring Break. After Spring Break however, Darry came back kind of shaken up. He would check out the window before going to bed or leaving the dorm, for a month—actually for 23 days this went on, but still. She had found it a little weird but never really decided to ask him about it. She only thought something had happened to him over spring break that had made him act like that. She guessed she had been right because at the beginning of their 2nd year he seemed fine. He just needed a few months to adjust from whatever had happened over the spring break period.