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The things we leave behind
Vivid
Chapter four by Slaya
«This is strange. I think that I won t miss my family at all. Were those conections with them always o so loose?»
Cassie thought while entering the living room that used to be ocupaded by one called Rupert Giles. But he s in England now.
Buffy s watcher. Can anyone imagine the guilt on his back?
Willow opened the closed windows, steped up to a old bookcase and grabed one. It was very old. It was called «Vampyre».
She gave it to Cassie.
«Here, get cleaned up, eat something and read this, okay?»
Cassie looks down on the book. The name terifies her. It was saying that this is all gonna be a very real thing. Not a dream. Maybe a nightmare, one of thoose that you enjoy having.
A vivid touch in the sea of dark.
Yes. This slaying thing will really touch her deep.
She takes the book.
«Am I gonna read a lot of these kind of books?»
«Yes, you ll need to know a lot about vampires, demons, alternate dimensions, magic and everything. It s for your own good.»-Red says.
«Okay. I don t have a problem with it.»-she stops before she asks the other question-«So….what s the other part of my training?»
«Fighting. And doing spells.»
«Spells?»
«I m a wicca.»-Red replied like it wasn t anything, she said it just like someone would say that they bought a hat or something.
This came as a blow to Cassie, but not that much. She already knew that Spike was a vampire so it would be natural to assume that Willow would have some special powers.
Or stuff like that.
«So what are you gonna teach me?»-she asked as Red started to unpack her and Cassies things upstairs.
«I m gonna teach you how everything in the world is connected. How everything in the world is love. Well…not exactly love but….on a pretty good way to it.
Only then I can teach you how to practice witcraft. You could use spells while you slay. It could save your life. Save the world.
You know.»
«And Spike is gonna teach me how to fight?»
«Aha. You couldn t be better off, trust me.»-she said while trying to move the closet to the other side of the room.-«Spike knows where it hurts the most for their kind.»
«Why is he doing it? Why does he help me? I m a slayer. He s a vampire.»
«That s a good question. Save it for later. Ask him that.»
«Okay. Do you need any help?»
«No I m fine.»
«Why don t you use your magic or somerthing?»
«It shouldn t be used for things like this. It could, but I don t like that. You become to lazy. Trying to do everything with the help of the craft. And then it just stops being witcraft.
It turns to something else.
Something we can t recognise.»-she was saying as if she d been there. Done that crazy shit.
Cassie just left her and went into the kitchen. Got something to eat.
Started reading the book.
After she finished she was a big pot of vampire knowledge.
Red even questioned her, like she was in school. Then it hit her. School. She went to scool back in her town, but…..will they let her go here to school?
«Red.»
«Yeah sweetie?»
«Will I go here to school?»
Willow looked a little worried or maybe sad. Not the first two weks. We need to concetrate on your training. Okay?
But after that…hey! Tumbs up!»
Cassie felt reliefed.
She had dinner and Red threated her just like a child of her own. It was…..warm.
Cookies, mommie hugs, fairy tales, squishy blue stuffed bears, Celine Dion s asshool songs.
Soon night has fallen.
«Dress warmly but be sure that you ll be able to fight. We re going out patroling. Okay?»
«But….shouldn t Spike teach me that? Fighting I mean.»
«Yeah, that was the plan but it s better that you get familrised with Sunnydale the sooner the better. Besides, I m gonna show you how to use spells wile slaying, the places to patrol, all the back alleys and after we re done, we can go to the local club, The Bronze. Or maybe we could start there, vampires like to pick up people there.
It s gonna be fun.»-she throws a stake in Cassies hand.
«Don t worry. I ll help you more than Spike did.»
Cassie trusted her.
Felt tingles. Felt like a kill is cooming on soon.
«Just act like a ordinary girl. Sometimes they come to you not knowing who you are.»-Red didn t stop giving out advices.
«As a slayer you have capabilities that other people don t have. You could kill a vampire just with that. Just don t panic.
Remember…you re the….the……monkey and he s or she s a banana.
You eat them for breakfeast.
That s a bad analogy. Would you like it better if you would be the black panther and the vampires like….*not*.»
Cassie laughed.
«Yeah, that would be better.»
«And never let your guard down. Try to sence them. You can do it.»
She was so happy. Training a slayer. Telling her what happend to her and the gang.
A slayer that lives.
She forgot all about Buffy s death for the moment, about Dawn leaving with Xander, Anya… and Tara.
She didn t think about it.
But then they walked to a grave.
«Buffy Anne Summers
1981-2001
Beloved friend
Devoted sister
She saved the world.
A lot.»
«Is this her grave?»
«Yeah, this is her grave.»
«It s pretty.»