The First: Primitive
Chapter One
Alone: A Gift of Death
Alone. Forever alone. No friends. No family. Only the kill. Only you. Only the Slayer.
They abandon you. Gone, all gone. Hate. They hate you. You kill. To save them. But they're gone. They don't know.
All you have now is the kill. Vampires. Been there so long. But we kill. Kill them to save your people.
But you are always alone. Never to have friends after the Calling. Family is dead. Vampires kill your family first. Isolate you.
But we survive. Have no choice. Have to save people. Have to stop vampires. Have to kill. Without the kill you have nothing.
You have death. Your gift. Death is your gift. Give your gift to vampires. To demons. Give death to them and bring life to your people.
Even in living the Slayer is dying. She wants it. Wants it all to end. Wants to be defeated.
She has the gift of death to give away but she wants it given to herself. All the time she wants it. Needs it.
So she needs the kill. Eventually she will hesitate in the struggle too long. Eventually she will choose the wrong fight. Eventually her prey will overpower her and she will lose her gift of death.
Until then she is all alone, giving away her gift of death.