e-mail: Slaya@rock.com
disclaimer: same as in the last chapters.
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NOTE: The character of Lumiere is based on the Marvel comics character Remy «Gambit» LeBeau. He belongs to them. I m just borowing.
The things we leave behind
Chapter nine-The black
By Slaya
«I m so full of that damned grace.»
«Black what?»-Cassie managed to say before Red colapsed.
Something big is coming, no question about that. But who called it? And why?
Thoose are questions left wondering in the dark.
«Those people wish to be imortal, they wish to be gods, demons or whatever.
That s why they re bringing this evil to Sunnydale.»
«What kind of evil, pet?»
«Evil without name or face. Just a wawe of blackness that comes thru you.»
«From where do you know all this? You ve stumbled upon it before?»
«Now duck rest with the questions a little bit. She needs to get back together.»
«Well…yeah. I think she was eghausted even before she saw it. Before that she saw something else. But it didn t scare her as well as the big bad likes to talk about himself.»-Cassie teased looking at Spike.
He didn t answer her. Just toke care of Willow.
The day when he first got the chip in his head emerged into his mind. He tried to bite Red. But couldn t. And she was okay with it (offcourse she s gonna be okay with NOT being a vampire snack).
And now he has the chance to get the chip back out, leave Sunnyhell and find Dru again. Or just make a nuder Dru.
«No, that couldn t happen, I couldn t do it. There s just one Dru.
Just one Dru.»
«Hey, cherie! What is such a lovely little petit doing out here on this cold night so alone.»-a well built man said to a beautiful young woman.
She was qurious to see who he was, how was he on the «looks» part.
But but she fled as soon as he revealed his burning red eyes without anything white in them. Just burning red.
He took a deep sigh, «Always the same. Pourqoi? Lumiere no good for you?»
«Well….Lumiere keeps talking to himself in the third person and he s a demon.
I don t think that the girls are such suckers for that.»-a male voice behind him answers.
He emerges from the silence of the night. A old man in a black suit.
«So….why am I here in Sunnydale? Nogthing ever happens here old man.»
«And this is where you re wrong. This is the hellmouth. And maybe, just maybe….it will open.
POW!»-the man expresses the hellmouth opening with a big sound and a clap of his hands.
«Yeah, so? What Lumie got to do with it?»
«You get to be human. And unefected from the whole hellmouth thing. It won t be able to touch you.»
Lumiere wasn t all that trusting and the sort but he s been dealing with Black a few times before and he knew that there was no deal that he wouldn t keep.
«So what does Lomie have to do?»
«Just one simple thing. Distract the only one who can stop us.»-the man started wickering and laughing.
«The slayer.»
«A what?»
«A slayer, god damn it!»
«That s what you are?»
«Yes!»
«No. No, no, no! YOU my dear have completley lost it. What did these people do to you?»-Blair stood in the living room of the house, over the shatered glass while red was unconcious on the couch.
«Stop acting like a fool….o wait. You ARE a fool!»
«Hey. Would you two shut it down a bit. She s in pretty bad shape.»
«Sorry»-Cassie said, but not Blair. She just kept on screaming.
«Do you know what have you done to our poor mother? Ha? Do you?»
This was picking up too much time. Blair suceded in dumping the guilt wagon on Cassie, but that didn t stop her not to say the words in latin that Blair didn t understand.
She walked out the door.
Quietly.
«That should keep her out of my hair for a while.»
«Where did you sent her?»
«Home. I hope she gets there before the spell wears off.»
«Where did she see you?»
«In the town, when I ran back here.»
«Oh.»
Red started to wake up.
«What did you see?»-Cassie couldn t bring herself not to ask.
«What?»
«Don t tell me that she bloody doesn t remember.»
«Remember what? The dream I had?»
«You had a dream?»
«Mmmm…yes, yes I did!»
«What was it about?»
«I saw an old man and a nuder one, not old…kinda cute actually and he had flaming red eyes. Burning.
It was so vivid. Like it really happened for real.»
«Are you sure it wasn t real pet? you looked pretty like the vision state thing.»
«But it was night. And whatever happened, it s over now.
We need to…need to…act completley normal. It s a big chance that they don t know who the new slayer is. Yet.
We need to act normal Cassie! Let me and Spike go on patrol from now on, please.»
Her pleading sounded so desperate even if Cassie knew that that was a promise she could not keep…she simply said «Yes».
Red stood up and slowly walked upstairs, all shaken up and relieved.
«If the mear vision of this caused this to her…»-Cassie was wondering-«…then what will the real live figure of it do?»
Spike looked after her, on the emty steps where once lived his beloved Buffy Summers.
Some strange guilt caught in his eye. But Cassie was too blind to notice.
Because fear was all that she was feeling. And agrivation maybe, yes, a little bit of agrivation cause of Blair s arival.
This is all for real for once. As to now she got used to being the strongest one in combat, the slayer who is far more superior than the vampire. And even if she slipped a little…..there were Red and Spike always ready to help.
This is gonna burn her skin when it gets as near as it needs to be.
And after it burns the skin it will decapitate her weak and fragile body. Maybe she ll get to die earlier then she thought.
Just an ordinary thing in her line of work.
But for now…..she needs to act like an ordinary kid. No problems that include slaying or saving the world.
To keep her identity hush-hush. It s tough.
You can never know what can crop up around the corner.
Till you see it.
And bloody well face it.
The battle remains a secret. The time, place. Dimension even.
«Are you okay pet?»
«I m fine.», she sighs, «Just scared. A bit. Well…actualy a lot.
Yeah. Real lot.»
This new thing cooming. Is it really gonna be as scary as it looks like?»
«More. Lot more duck.
It always is. Can t help that.»
She puts her head deep down.
«You re just greenish a bit. It will come off.
Eventually.
Till then…me and Red will always be here.»
He made her smile. The first time after a long time. It wasn t fiting in into her life anymore. Actually…..it never did.
Little did Cassie know that he was slowly but surely switching sides. Making a pact with the devil, better known as Black.
«So….if I do that for you, you ll get the soddin chip out?»
«Never go back on my word. Just put it into her drink or food. It won t kill her, it will just make her weak for a while.»
«And Cassie?»
«Get her out of our way, or better yet: out of town, and she ll be spared.
And hey! She ll be alive to see the dawn of the new day.
A bargain that can not be refused.»
«I don t know bout the refusing part, but I m perfectly okay with it.»
«So is it a deal?»
«It s a deal.»