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Chapter One
Onslaught of oddness
Willow was walking to the Magic box after a late class. She felt rather foolish: she of all people should know better than to walk alone at night in Sunnydale. She was one of the few that knew exactly what went bump in the night, she was usually helping the one who bumped it. She walked along in the park, the most direct route to the house. She knew that Tara was home, waiting for her, and that Buffy might even be on patrol already. That was a comforting thought, though what happened next was a bit less comforting. She was passing a statue in the park, when she heard four distinct thumps. The thumps, she discovered after turning around, were four men, rather young men falling from the branches of a tree. They chuckled as they approached here, and she knew immediately what they were, without them having to show their vampiric faces. She backed up, and saw in the faint light that these creatures couldn't have been more than sixteen when they were turned, and she wondered about that for a moment.
"Well hey there beautiful." One of them said in mock charm. "You are far too pretty to be walking alone on a night like this. There are all kinds of things about at night." This got a further round of chuckles from his companions. "I think you need some company." He said, just before charging at her.
Willow tried to think of something to do. There were too many of them to fight off. She quickly thought of a protection spell, and closed her eyes to begin the chant, silently knowing that it was too little, too late. She cringed in fear, knowing that he would get to her before she could finish. Then an even more Unexpected thing happened.
"Snooch to the mother fuckin nooch!" A voice behind her screamed, and she opened her eyes to slits, see that two figures had jumped over the statue behind her, and jumped the young vampire attacking her. She vaguely saw punches thrown, kicks made, and a tiny figure falling to the ground. "What? What? You think your tough ya punk bitch? Come on, Represent!" The voice shouted, taunting the other fledglings on. As they charged the two, in the dark light Willow couldn't make out the faces of her two saviors, but she could see that the taller had a long, thin weapon in hand. As one of the young vampires rushed towards the shorter of the two, stout guardian threw a quick uppercut and caught the vampire squarely in the chin, and at the same time had kicked the creature in the knee. The taller of the two struck the beast in the ribs with his weapon, and the creature screamed in pain. The other two had now allowed their true faces to show, and had hissed, barring their fangs.
"What? More of you screwy-faced Fucks? Man I kicked that last ones ass, I'll lay it on your asses too, motha Fucka's" the same voice shouted, as the now amazed Willow stared on, and she could figure from the various gestures that it was the taller of the two speaking. As the two standing fledglings charged, the unarmed man drove a kick square between the legs of his young attacker, who promptly fell. The other fledgling took a smack in the face from the taller humans weapon. The young one flew back from the attack, screaming in pain for a full minute before bursting into a cloud of dust. The one that had struck first, that the tall human had hit in the ribs with his weapon, Then fell over in pain, and screamed before dusting. The other two demons stood transfixed before gathering themselves up and running. "Yeah you better run! Go back to ya paper routes Ya Mighty Morphin Power Fucks!" the same voice said, raising the weapon in the air as a warning. They turned around to Willow, who still sat amazed by the spectacle. Never in her years of fighting vampires had she seen such a display of foolish, yet effective, method of Vampire hunting.
The two strange saviors stood there for a moment watching the vampires run off. The taller one muttered. "Man, that was off the hook, Lunchbox. I mean, I know they're just little kids and all, But we kicked their asses!" They then turned towards willow, and she could see a lighter's flame around the face of the shorter man lighting a cigarette. The light it gave off showed some dark hair of a beard, and she could just barely make out the red color of the lighter, and the word 'Nails' printed on it.
"Who are you? What happened back there? How did you do that?" She asked. She obviously knew that they were not Initiative, or any other group of demon hunters she knew of. As they approached, she realized that the weapon that the speaker carried was a golf club, which only enhanced her curiosity.
"Word, that was some crazy shit, Them with the fucked up faces and shit, right? Well, I'm Jay, and this is my hetero Life-mate, Silent Bob. I don't know what happened back there, All I know is that they woulda kicked you and Lunchbox's asses if I hadn't represented." He earned an incredulous look from his bearded companion, and he responded with a threatening, "What?"
She stood while he was speaking, and upon his finishing, stood there slightly confused. They were know close enough to make out their faces. She watched the way they stood and moved for a moment, trying to figure out what exactly was going on. Some how, in her years in Sunnydale, and all the odd things she'd seen in those years, Two guys fighting off twice as many vampires with nothing but a Golf club between them seemed to rank in the top ten odd-list. "Um, I'm Willow." She spoke, not exactly sure what to say. "So you don't know what those things were?" She inquired to determine if these two knew about vampires and demons and the like.
"Yeah, I know what they are!" Jay shouted, giving Willow a bad feeling for a moment before he turned to shout over his shoulder. "They're dead meat if they mess with me again, the punks shits! Snoogans." He muttered, hitting fists with Bob. "Um, I don't know what to say." Willow stammered on, still slightly disheveled and feeling generally weirded out. "Thanks, I guess. Is there any way I can make it up to you?" Being of her orientation, one would suppose she wouldn't realize how foolish thing this is to say to Jay.
He seemed to be thinking along those lines, smiled then spoke. "Usually I'd say 'Ya'll up for sex as a reward?', But last time I saved Tubby and a bitch from some mean ass punks, We got involved in some crazy shit." He spoke, and Bob again shot him a look at the first comment, then nodded enthusiastically at the latter. "Long story, I aughta tell ya sometime."
Willow took a second and an interesting look to digest what he'd just said, but before she could ask him to clarify, Jay reached into his pant pocket, obviously looking for something. Failing to find it he asked Bob, "Yo, Lunchbox, you got any left?" To which Bob shook his head. Jay looked to Willow. "Yo, you know where we could get any, uh..." Jay trailed off, trying to think of what he thought Californians called it nowadays. "Herbs?"
Willow, what with her magic based background, completely misunderstood. "You're into that stuff?" She asked, rather surprised, thinking that these two didn't seem the type for magic. Though, in retrospect, It did make the whole Golf club thing make more sense. Maybe they'd cast some sort of spell on it.
Jay was taken aback for a second, amused that she had any doubt that he did drugs. Usually bitches like this just assumed it. Bob gave him a look of amusement too. "Uh..." Jay started. "Yeah, we been into that stuff for a while now. Damn straight."
Willow gave a slight nod at that, and spoke, happy to be of assistance to these guys. "Oh. Well, uh, Yeah. I know just the place. Infant, I was headed there myself." He stammered a bit, seeming more like the childish girl she'd been in high school. "You want to go now?" She asked, pointing in the direction she'd been going.
Jay looked to Bob, who merely shrugged. "We aint doin much else tonight, Unless we find something fun." Jay said. Considering the look he gave Bob, that included a glance at Willow, it wasn't really as subtle as he thought it was. Though for Jay, that's downright encrypted. Willow decided to ignore the comment, and then continued. "Well, the place is this way. I think you'll like it, I know the people who work there. They have a lot of selection." She continued walking, and the pair moved along to the right of her, not really listening to her.
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Chapter One
Onslaught of oddness
Willow was walking to the Magic box after a late class. She felt rather foolish: she of all people should know better than to walk alone at night in Sunnydale. She was one of the few that knew exactly what went bump in the night, she was usually helping the one who bumped it. She walked along in the park, the most direct route to the house. She knew that Tara was home, waiting for her, and that Buffy might even be on patrol already. That was a comforting thought, though what happened next was a bit less comforting. She was passing a statue in the park, when she heard four distinct thumps. The thumps, she discovered after turning around, were four men, rather young men falling from the branches of a tree. They chuckled as they approached here, and she knew immediately what they were, without them having to show their vampiric faces. She backed up, and saw in the faint light that these creatures couldn't have been more than sixteen when they were turned, and she wondered about that for a moment.
"Well hey there beautiful." One of them said in mock charm. "You are far too pretty to be walking alone on a night like this. There are all kinds of things about at night." This got a further round of chuckles from his companions. "I think you need some company." He said, just before charging at her.
Willow tried to think of something to do. There were too many of them to fight off. She quickly thought of a protection spell, and closed her eyes to begin the chant, silently knowing that it was too little, too late. She cringed in fear, knowing that he would get to her before she could finish. Then an even more Unexpected thing happened.
"Snooch to the mother fuckin nooch!" A voice behind her screamed, and she opened her eyes to slits, see that two figures had jumped over the statue behind her, and jumped the young vampire attacking her. She vaguely saw punches thrown, kicks made, and a tiny figure falling to the ground. "What? What? You think your tough ya punk bitch? Come on, Represent!" The voice shouted, taunting the other fledglings on. As they charged the two, in the dark light Willow couldn't make out the faces of her two saviors, but she could see that the taller had a long, thin weapon in hand. As one of the young vampires rushed towards the shorter of the two, stout guardian threw a quick uppercut and caught the vampire squarely in the chin, and at the same time had kicked the creature in the knee. The taller of the two struck the beast in the ribs with his weapon, and the creature screamed in pain. The other two had now allowed their true faces to show, and had hissed, barring their fangs.
"What? More of you screwy-faced Fucks? Man I kicked that last ones ass, I'll lay it on your asses too, motha Fucka's" the same voice shouted, as the now amazed Willow stared on, and she could figure from the various gestures that it was the taller of the two speaking. As the two standing fledglings charged, the unarmed man drove a kick square between the legs of his young attacker, who promptly fell. The other fledgling took a smack in the face from the taller humans weapon. The young one flew back from the attack, screaming in pain for a full minute before bursting into a cloud of dust. The one that had struck first, that the tall human had hit in the ribs with his weapon, Then fell over in pain, and screamed before dusting. The other two demons stood transfixed before gathering themselves up and running. "Yeah you better run! Go back to ya paper routes Ya Mighty Morphin Power Fucks!" the same voice said, raising the weapon in the air as a warning. They turned around to Willow, who still sat amazed by the spectacle. Never in her years of fighting vampires had she seen such a display of foolish, yet effective, method of Vampire hunting.
The two strange saviors stood there for a moment watching the vampires run off. The taller one muttered. "Man, that was off the hook, Lunchbox. I mean, I know they're just little kids and all, But we kicked their asses!" They then turned towards willow, and she could see a lighter's flame around the face of the shorter man lighting a cigarette. The light it gave off showed some dark hair of a beard, and she could just barely make out the red color of the lighter, and the word 'Nails' printed on it.
"Who are you? What happened back there? How did you do that?" She asked. She obviously knew that they were not Initiative, or any other group of demon hunters she knew of. As they approached, she realized that the weapon that the speaker carried was a golf club, which only enhanced her curiosity.
"Word, that was some crazy shit, Them with the fucked up faces and shit, right? Well, I'm Jay, and this is my hetero Life-mate, Silent Bob. I don't know what happened back there, All I know is that they woulda kicked you and Lunchbox's asses if I hadn't represented." He earned an incredulous look from his bearded companion, and he responded with a threatening, "What?"
She stood while he was speaking, and upon his finishing, stood there slightly confused. They were know close enough to make out their faces. She watched the way they stood and moved for a moment, trying to figure out what exactly was going on. Some how, in her years in Sunnydale, and all the odd things she'd seen in those years, Two guys fighting off twice as many vampires with nothing but a Golf club between them seemed to rank in the top ten odd-list. "Um, I'm Willow." She spoke, not exactly sure what to say. "So you don't know what those things were?" She inquired to determine if these two knew about vampires and demons and the like.
"Yeah, I know what they are!" Jay shouted, giving Willow a bad feeling for a moment before he turned to shout over his shoulder. "They're dead meat if they mess with me again, the punks shits! Snoogans." He muttered, hitting fists with Bob. "Um, I don't know what to say." Willow stammered on, still slightly disheveled and feeling generally weirded out. "Thanks, I guess. Is there any way I can make it up to you?" Being of her orientation, one would suppose she wouldn't realize how foolish thing this is to say to Jay.
He seemed to be thinking along those lines, smiled then spoke. "Usually I'd say 'Ya'll up for sex as a reward?', But last time I saved Tubby and a bitch from some mean ass punks, We got involved in some crazy shit." He spoke, and Bob again shot him a look at the first comment, then nodded enthusiastically at the latter. "Long story, I aughta tell ya sometime."
Willow took a second and an interesting look to digest what he'd just said, but before she could ask him to clarify, Jay reached into his pant pocket, obviously looking for something. Failing to find it he asked Bob, "Yo, Lunchbox, you got any left?" To which Bob shook his head. Jay looked to Willow. "Yo, you know where we could get any, uh..." Jay trailed off, trying to think of what he thought Californians called it nowadays. "Herbs?"
Willow, what with her magic based background, completely misunderstood. "You're into that stuff?" She asked, rather surprised, thinking that these two didn't seem the type for magic. Though, in retrospect, It did make the whole Golf club thing make more sense. Maybe they'd cast some sort of spell on it.
Jay was taken aback for a second, amused that she had any doubt that he did drugs. Usually bitches like this just assumed it. Bob gave him a look of amusement too. "Uh..." Jay started. "Yeah, we been into that stuff for a while now. Damn straight."
Willow gave a slight nod at that, and spoke, happy to be of assistance to these guys. "Oh. Well, uh, Yeah. I know just the place. Infant, I was headed there myself." He stammered a bit, seeming more like the childish girl she'd been in high school. "You want to go now?" She asked, pointing in the direction she'd been going.
Jay looked to Bob, who merely shrugged. "We aint doin much else tonight, Unless we find something fun." Jay said. Considering the look he gave Bob, that included a glance at Willow, it wasn't really as subtle as he thought it was. Though for Jay, that's downright encrypted. Willow decided to ignore the comment, and then continued. "Well, the place is this way. I think you'll like it, I know the people who work there. They have a lot of selection." She continued walking, and the pair moved along to the right of her, not really listening to her.
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Reveiws Appreciated, Even flames.... (I'm that lonely.;) )
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