Title : The Marked One
Author : Aset
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PART FIVE
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Things were going great between Giles and his daughter. Their relation grew stronger every day, she was doing very well in school, and she'd found a friend in Cordelia. Three weeks in Sunnydale. Victoria was happy, and so was Giles. He was also relieved that she still hadn't come in contact with the big bad she'd been reading about, not knowing that was the harsh reality instead of some horrifying fairytale figures. The council hadn't contacted them yet, even though Vicky was destined, like him and her mother before, to become a watcher. But as long as they didn't do anything, he wouldn't either. She was young, and deserved a youth.
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'Uhm. Cordelia asked if I wanted to come along to the Bronze tonight.' Victoria said as they were sitting in the car, driving back home after yet another day at school. It was Friday, and the sun was still shining.
'Cordelia asked that?' Giles said, still surprised. And in a way disappointed in Buffy, for he'd asked her to take his daughter along to the Bronze or so from time to time, but then again, she was the Slayer, and had plenty of other things on her mind.
'Yes, Can I go ?'
'Yes.yes, I suppose that'll be all right'
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'I'll be back before midnight' she said with a smile as she walked down the last step. Her father turned around, looking at her as a smile appeared on his face. Vicky was wearing a simple jean and a short, tight sweater, reminding him once more of Carol 16 years ago.
'Cordelia is dropping you off, right ?'
'Yes'
'If not, call me, alright ?'
'I will. '
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She screamed, but it didn't matter. She was in some dark basement, kept hostage by some scary creatures, and no one could hear her. She went to sit down in a corner, and silently started to cry. She knew now it was true, vampires existed, demons did too, and some of them had kidnapped her now, and took her hostage.
'Help!' she yelled once more, until one of the vampires stepped up to her, and hitting her hard.
Victoria fell down to the ground, and kept silent. The vampire looked at her, laughed and then turned back to his friends.
He didn't even seem to be tempted by the drop of blood that had made his way down her face, starting up at the scar at her forehead.
The others had told him 'Marked blood is bad', and he could smell it. It wasn't a familiar scent, but it was enough to warn every creature not to taste the red liquid. He didn't know what it would do, but he wasn't really anxious to try it out either.
A crack was heard, then another vampire entered the room. He seemed the leader, for the other ones made a little bow with their heads.
'Master' the male vampire that had hit her, whispered.
'So this is she?' the head-vampire asked, getting closer to Vicky, who was still on the floor, 'the marked one.' His voice was deep, and cracked a little. It was creepy, but Vicky wasn't scared, or at least she tried not to be. 'Three hundred years' the vampire continued, '300 years I've waited for this moment. To meet you.'
'Why me?' Vicky asked in a soft voice. She didn't know what this was all about.
'You bear the mark.'
Victoria touched the birthmark in her neck. She knew that was it what he was referring to. That's what the one who killed her mother had been scared of. 'The mark' he had hissed before he took of in the night.
'The mark of Snourghe'
'Snourghe?' Victoria raised a brow.
'This is even better then I thought' the vampire said, sitting down in front of her, 'You don't know what this is all about, do you?' he asked, putting his hand on her arm.
Victoria pulled back. She shivered involuntarily at his touch.
The vampire let out an unnecessary sigh. 'People! Always jumpy of the touch.It's just cold!' he said in reply of her jerking her arm away, 'I'm gonna tell you a little story about. well, about you!'
Victoria relaxed a bit again, for as much it is possible to relax when you're alone in a room with 5 vampires, and they know something about you you don't.
'Once upon a time.' he started, then interrupted himself, 'Do they still start bedtime-stories like this?'
As she nodded he continued, 'Once upon a time there was a mighty, dark vampire. He was very powerful and could kill an entire army on his own. He never got any slaves, only now and then he'd take a woman, just for his own entertainment and pleasure, and afterwards for a little snack. He was feared, and known. He became some kind of legend for he was hundreds of years old. Then one day he meets this other vampire. A girl. A very, very beautiful, and murderous girl, and our vampire falls in love. But love is bitch, we all know that, right? And the girl uses him, knowing he loves her. She stays with him to hunt and allows him to have his pleasures once in a while, but as for the rest, she hangs out with other vamps and a bunch of demons. One night, when she refused to go hunting with him, and he returned home, he finds her in their bed with a Malash-demon. Enraged and heartbroken he dusts her. Her lover speaks out a curse over the vampire, and he is now doomed to relay on others for his food, for he has lost his speed, his fangs and his power.' the vampire stopped for a moment, looking at the girl.
'I don't see what that's got to do with me.' she said, not afraid of him anymore. Somehow they won't hurt her, for what she is. whatever that may be.
'I'm getting to that. ' he said, raising his voice a bit, then continued in a softer voice as if he was telling the story to a little child, 'The vampire found some companions who were willing to help him, due to his reputation, and that's what has kept him alive. It wouldn't have been such a big deal, unless it wasn't all prophesised. Once a wise seer had seen into the future, and had foretold that she would come, she who bared the marking of Snourghe. She would be born to two watchers, about 20 years before the third millennium would start.'
'So. You must be the heartbroken lovevamp, and I'm the marked one?' Victoria asked as she looked at the vampire. She still didn't really get it all. What on earth was a watcher? Prophesised?
'Aren't you the bright one?' the vampire mocked her, then immediately continued, 'Anyway, your blood is life-threatening for any soulless creature, but somehow, your sweet red liquids are my cure.'
'So. you want me to donate some blood?' Victoria forced a smile, not really liking the idea. She wanted to get out, now more then ever. She didn't understand anything about his story, and she didn't like the idea of her blood as vampiredrink.
'I want you dead'
Even worse. Vicky jumped up and ran up the stairs, but she was stopped half way up by the 'slaves'.
'Let her go' The Master-vampire said.
'But Master.' One of the vampires protested.
'Let her go.We don't need her just yet.We need to know more about the mark first. then we can drain her.' The vampire said, forcing the others to back off, letting the girl run off.
When she was out of sight, he continued, 'It's her. Now we must find a way to transfuse the blood properly.'
'But, if she's daughter to two watchers.Wouldn't they kill us?'
'Maybe.The mother's dead, the father is fired. I doubt it. Besides, it would only take the fun out of all this.' The Master said as he went to sit down on the place Victoria had sat on previously, inhaling her scent, 'She'll die, don't worry. And I'll be restored.'
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'Giles' She shouted as she knocked continuously on the door of his apartment. She didn't know what to do, and although she knew he'd be furious at her for leaving his daughter alone, it seemed like the best thing to do. He was a watcher after all, and the things that had attacked them hadn't been simply some criminals.
'Cordelia?' Giles asked as he saw her standing at his door, her clothes raffled, some blood on her face and hands, a bruise right on her cheekbone, 'What's going on? Where is Victoria?'
'Gone.' She said, despair was to be read on her face. A tear made her way down her cheek. Cordelia felt guilty. Guilty for asking Vicky along.
'What do you mean gone?' Giles pulled her inside.
'They kidnapped her' Cordy had started crying, and sat down on the couch.
'Kidnapped? Who?' Giles was worried. Kidnapped? What was Cordelia talking about?
'Vampires. I. I tried to stop them, but.'
'Vicky is kidnapped by vampires?' Giles raised his voice, and even though he knew if it had been vampires there was nothing Cordy couldn't have done, he felt anger against the girl sitting in his salon now.
'We were walking towards the parking, then they attacked us. They took Vicky, and knocked me out' She said while she touched the bruise on her face. She was still crying, but silently now. She'd stopped panicking.
'Giles would now what to do' she thought.
Giles sighed and went to sit down, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes and forehead. He didn't know what to do or think. Why on earth would someone want to kidnap his girl. And if it were vampires, why didn't they took Cordelia too, or kill her?
'Have you seen them?' he finally asked Cordelia, his voice was more calm now.
'The vampires?'
Giles nodded.
'There were four of them. No taste for clothing. the 80's I guess.'
'Cordelia!'
'Oh. I didn't know them. It all happened so quickly.'
'It's okay' Giles said as he walked on to the phone. He would call Buffy.
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A/N : okay, It's possible I messed up the timeline :oS ! I don't really remember when Giles gets fired. I know it was when Buffy turned 18, but I don't really remember when. So he's fired, Crody and Xander are still together, Buffy and Angel are still doing 'we're just friends' act Reviews are always welcome ;o) Next chapter will probably be up in september, I've got exams now :'(
Aset
Author : Aset
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PART FIVE
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Things were going great between Giles and his daughter. Their relation grew stronger every day, she was doing very well in school, and she'd found a friend in Cordelia. Three weeks in Sunnydale. Victoria was happy, and so was Giles. He was also relieved that she still hadn't come in contact with the big bad she'd been reading about, not knowing that was the harsh reality instead of some horrifying fairytale figures. The council hadn't contacted them yet, even though Vicky was destined, like him and her mother before, to become a watcher. But as long as they didn't do anything, he wouldn't either. She was young, and deserved a youth.
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'Uhm. Cordelia asked if I wanted to come along to the Bronze tonight.' Victoria said as they were sitting in the car, driving back home after yet another day at school. It was Friday, and the sun was still shining.
'Cordelia asked that?' Giles said, still surprised. And in a way disappointed in Buffy, for he'd asked her to take his daughter along to the Bronze or so from time to time, but then again, she was the Slayer, and had plenty of other things on her mind.
'Yes, Can I go ?'
'Yes.yes, I suppose that'll be all right'
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'I'll be back before midnight' she said with a smile as she walked down the last step. Her father turned around, looking at her as a smile appeared on his face. Vicky was wearing a simple jean and a short, tight sweater, reminding him once more of Carol 16 years ago.
'Cordelia is dropping you off, right ?'
'Yes'
'If not, call me, alright ?'
'I will. '
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She screamed, but it didn't matter. She was in some dark basement, kept hostage by some scary creatures, and no one could hear her. She went to sit down in a corner, and silently started to cry. She knew now it was true, vampires existed, demons did too, and some of them had kidnapped her now, and took her hostage.
'Help!' she yelled once more, until one of the vampires stepped up to her, and hitting her hard.
Victoria fell down to the ground, and kept silent. The vampire looked at her, laughed and then turned back to his friends.
He didn't even seem to be tempted by the drop of blood that had made his way down her face, starting up at the scar at her forehead.
The others had told him 'Marked blood is bad', and he could smell it. It wasn't a familiar scent, but it was enough to warn every creature not to taste the red liquid. He didn't know what it would do, but he wasn't really anxious to try it out either.
A crack was heard, then another vampire entered the room. He seemed the leader, for the other ones made a little bow with their heads.
'Master' the male vampire that had hit her, whispered.
'So this is she?' the head-vampire asked, getting closer to Vicky, who was still on the floor, 'the marked one.' His voice was deep, and cracked a little. It was creepy, but Vicky wasn't scared, or at least she tried not to be. 'Three hundred years' the vampire continued, '300 years I've waited for this moment. To meet you.'
'Why me?' Vicky asked in a soft voice. She didn't know what this was all about.
'You bear the mark.'
Victoria touched the birthmark in her neck. She knew that was it what he was referring to. That's what the one who killed her mother had been scared of. 'The mark' he had hissed before he took of in the night.
'The mark of Snourghe'
'Snourghe?' Victoria raised a brow.
'This is even better then I thought' the vampire said, sitting down in front of her, 'You don't know what this is all about, do you?' he asked, putting his hand on her arm.
Victoria pulled back. She shivered involuntarily at his touch.
The vampire let out an unnecessary sigh. 'People! Always jumpy of the touch.It's just cold!' he said in reply of her jerking her arm away, 'I'm gonna tell you a little story about. well, about you!'
Victoria relaxed a bit again, for as much it is possible to relax when you're alone in a room with 5 vampires, and they know something about you you don't.
'Once upon a time.' he started, then interrupted himself, 'Do they still start bedtime-stories like this?'
As she nodded he continued, 'Once upon a time there was a mighty, dark vampire. He was very powerful and could kill an entire army on his own. He never got any slaves, only now and then he'd take a woman, just for his own entertainment and pleasure, and afterwards for a little snack. He was feared, and known. He became some kind of legend for he was hundreds of years old. Then one day he meets this other vampire. A girl. A very, very beautiful, and murderous girl, and our vampire falls in love. But love is bitch, we all know that, right? And the girl uses him, knowing he loves her. She stays with him to hunt and allows him to have his pleasures once in a while, but as for the rest, she hangs out with other vamps and a bunch of demons. One night, when she refused to go hunting with him, and he returned home, he finds her in their bed with a Malash-demon. Enraged and heartbroken he dusts her. Her lover speaks out a curse over the vampire, and he is now doomed to relay on others for his food, for he has lost his speed, his fangs and his power.' the vampire stopped for a moment, looking at the girl.
'I don't see what that's got to do with me.' she said, not afraid of him anymore. Somehow they won't hurt her, for what she is. whatever that may be.
'I'm getting to that. ' he said, raising his voice a bit, then continued in a softer voice as if he was telling the story to a little child, 'The vampire found some companions who were willing to help him, due to his reputation, and that's what has kept him alive. It wouldn't have been such a big deal, unless it wasn't all prophesised. Once a wise seer had seen into the future, and had foretold that she would come, she who bared the marking of Snourghe. She would be born to two watchers, about 20 years before the third millennium would start.'
'So. You must be the heartbroken lovevamp, and I'm the marked one?' Victoria asked as she looked at the vampire. She still didn't really get it all. What on earth was a watcher? Prophesised?
'Aren't you the bright one?' the vampire mocked her, then immediately continued, 'Anyway, your blood is life-threatening for any soulless creature, but somehow, your sweet red liquids are my cure.'
'So. you want me to donate some blood?' Victoria forced a smile, not really liking the idea. She wanted to get out, now more then ever. She didn't understand anything about his story, and she didn't like the idea of her blood as vampiredrink.
'I want you dead'
Even worse. Vicky jumped up and ran up the stairs, but she was stopped half way up by the 'slaves'.
'Let her go' The Master-vampire said.
'But Master.' One of the vampires protested.
'Let her go.We don't need her just yet.We need to know more about the mark first. then we can drain her.' The vampire said, forcing the others to back off, letting the girl run off.
When she was out of sight, he continued, 'It's her. Now we must find a way to transfuse the blood properly.'
'But, if she's daughter to two watchers.Wouldn't they kill us?'
'Maybe.The mother's dead, the father is fired. I doubt it. Besides, it would only take the fun out of all this.' The Master said as he went to sit down on the place Victoria had sat on previously, inhaling her scent, 'She'll die, don't worry. And I'll be restored.'
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'Giles' She shouted as she knocked continuously on the door of his apartment. She didn't know what to do, and although she knew he'd be furious at her for leaving his daughter alone, it seemed like the best thing to do. He was a watcher after all, and the things that had attacked them hadn't been simply some criminals.
'Cordelia?' Giles asked as he saw her standing at his door, her clothes raffled, some blood on her face and hands, a bruise right on her cheekbone, 'What's going on? Where is Victoria?'
'Gone.' She said, despair was to be read on her face. A tear made her way down her cheek. Cordelia felt guilty. Guilty for asking Vicky along.
'What do you mean gone?' Giles pulled her inside.
'They kidnapped her' Cordy had started crying, and sat down on the couch.
'Kidnapped? Who?' Giles was worried. Kidnapped? What was Cordelia talking about?
'Vampires. I. I tried to stop them, but.'
'Vicky is kidnapped by vampires?' Giles raised his voice, and even though he knew if it had been vampires there was nothing Cordy couldn't have done, he felt anger against the girl sitting in his salon now.
'We were walking towards the parking, then they attacked us. They took Vicky, and knocked me out' She said while she touched the bruise on her face. She was still crying, but silently now. She'd stopped panicking.
'Giles would now what to do' she thought.
Giles sighed and went to sit down, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes and forehead. He didn't know what to do or think. Why on earth would someone want to kidnap his girl. And if it were vampires, why didn't they took Cordelia too, or kill her?
'Have you seen them?' he finally asked Cordelia, his voice was more calm now.
'The vampires?'
Giles nodded.
'There were four of them. No taste for clothing. the 80's I guess.'
'Cordelia!'
'Oh. I didn't know them. It all happened so quickly.'
'It's okay' Giles said as he walked on to the phone. He would call Buffy.
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A/N : okay, It's possible I messed up the timeline :oS ! I don't really remember when Giles gets fired. I know it was when Buffy turned 18, but I don't really remember when. So he's fired, Crody and Xander are still together, Buffy and Angel are still doing 'we're just friends' act Reviews are always welcome ;o) Next chapter will probably be up in september, I've got exams now :'(
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