Chapter 8
"There's about four or five at the entrance, and about 2 in the back." Serena reported after doing a sweep around the slaughterhouse.
"So what's the plan?" Angel asked, keeping an eye out for unwanted vamps that might come their way.
"You go in the front entrance, pretty much scaring everything in there, making Vlad run out the rear entrance where he'll meet me and I'll dust him. This shouldn't take more than ten minutes." She told him smiling.
"Feeling cocky today, aren't you?" Angel asked, laughing weakly.
"I owe them. They killed my family and the man I loved." She turned to him. "I can't let that happen again. I just can't." A single tear slid down her cheek, and she wiped it away hastily.
"It won't." Angel promised her. He kissed her warmly, and hugged her fiercely.
"Come back to me." She pleaded, hugging him back tightly.
"I will." He kissed her forehead, then stood. She kissed his cheek then cautiously ran to the rear entrance of the building.
Angel punched one vampire in the face and staked another. He cracked two other vampire's heads together. He quickly staked the remaining vampires and made his way inside. The room he walked into was dark, but he could see because of his vampire eyes.
"Vlad, I have a bone to pick with you. See, you tortured someone I care a lot about, so now you are in for a major ass kicking." Angel called out into the darkness. Suddenly, a mob of a dozen vampires attacked him.
"Please, kick ass, just as long it isn't mine." Vladimir fled to the rear entrance and turned around. "Have fun!" he waved, and turned back around to find the Slayer right in front of him.
"Not so fast, Vladimir." She growled. "You're not getting away, not this time."
His eyes shifted from left to right, trying to find a way out. There was no other way. The vampire with a soul blocked the front exit, and the Slayer blocked the rear.
"Face it, Vlad. There's no way out except through me." An evil fire danced in her eyes as she smiled cruelly. "So come on. I dare you. Try to get through me. But you'll die trying." She promised.
Vladimir unsheathed a sword and prepared himself for the fight. Serena did the same. Serena made the first move and the swords began to clash together. Beads of sweat formed on Serena's forehead and her hair stuck to the back of her neck. She concentrated on her swordplay. She kicked the vampire's face, and shoved an elbow into his jaw. Angel watched in fascination as she threw herself horizontally and spun, her feet wrapping around Vladimir's neck and throwing him down.
"Wow." Angel muttered to himself, then got back to work. He dusted two more vampires.
Serena was able to take Vladimir's sword away and slide it across the floor. She breathed deeply.
"I win." She announced, holding the sword to his neck. Vladimir backed up into a wall. One of his minions threw a sword to Vladimir and he looked triumphant. He held the sword to the Slayer's neck.
"Ha! You thought you won!" he boasted.
"I did win." She said quietly, and with a wave of a hand, the sword flew up into the ceiling, where the tip was buried deep into the wood frame of the slaughterhouse.
With a triumphant look in her eye, Serena flicked her wrist and Vladimir's head bounced once on the floor by her foot, but was dust by the next bounce. She turned toward Angel, who stood among several dust piles. He was sweating, but in one piece. She walked toward him exhausted and they embraced.
"It's finally done." She whispered happily. "It's done." They left the slaughterhouse behind them together.
"There's about four or five at the entrance, and about 2 in the back." Serena reported after doing a sweep around the slaughterhouse.
"So what's the plan?" Angel asked, keeping an eye out for unwanted vamps that might come their way.
"You go in the front entrance, pretty much scaring everything in there, making Vlad run out the rear entrance where he'll meet me and I'll dust him. This shouldn't take more than ten minutes." She told him smiling.
"Feeling cocky today, aren't you?" Angel asked, laughing weakly.
"I owe them. They killed my family and the man I loved." She turned to him. "I can't let that happen again. I just can't." A single tear slid down her cheek, and she wiped it away hastily.
"It won't." Angel promised her. He kissed her warmly, and hugged her fiercely.
"Come back to me." She pleaded, hugging him back tightly.
"I will." He kissed her forehead, then stood. She kissed his cheek then cautiously ran to the rear entrance of the building.
Angel punched one vampire in the face and staked another. He cracked two other vampire's heads together. He quickly staked the remaining vampires and made his way inside. The room he walked into was dark, but he could see because of his vampire eyes.
"Vlad, I have a bone to pick with you. See, you tortured someone I care a lot about, so now you are in for a major ass kicking." Angel called out into the darkness. Suddenly, a mob of a dozen vampires attacked him.
"Please, kick ass, just as long it isn't mine." Vladimir fled to the rear entrance and turned around. "Have fun!" he waved, and turned back around to find the Slayer right in front of him.
"Not so fast, Vladimir." She growled. "You're not getting away, not this time."
His eyes shifted from left to right, trying to find a way out. There was no other way. The vampire with a soul blocked the front exit, and the Slayer blocked the rear.
"Face it, Vlad. There's no way out except through me." An evil fire danced in her eyes as she smiled cruelly. "So come on. I dare you. Try to get through me. But you'll die trying." She promised.
Vladimir unsheathed a sword and prepared himself for the fight. Serena did the same. Serena made the first move and the swords began to clash together. Beads of sweat formed on Serena's forehead and her hair stuck to the back of her neck. She concentrated on her swordplay. She kicked the vampire's face, and shoved an elbow into his jaw. Angel watched in fascination as she threw herself horizontally and spun, her feet wrapping around Vladimir's neck and throwing him down.
"Wow." Angel muttered to himself, then got back to work. He dusted two more vampires.
Serena was able to take Vladimir's sword away and slide it across the floor. She breathed deeply.
"I win." She announced, holding the sword to his neck. Vladimir backed up into a wall. One of his minions threw a sword to Vladimir and he looked triumphant. He held the sword to the Slayer's neck.
"Ha! You thought you won!" he boasted.
"I did win." She said quietly, and with a wave of a hand, the sword flew up into the ceiling, where the tip was buried deep into the wood frame of the slaughterhouse.
With a triumphant look in her eye, Serena flicked her wrist and Vladimir's head bounced once on the floor by her foot, but was dust by the next bounce. She turned toward Angel, who stood among several dust piles. He was sweating, but in one piece. She walked toward him exhausted and they embraced.
"It's finally done." She whispered happily. "It's done." They left the slaughterhouse behind them together.