Story: Brenn
Chapter 2
There's A New Slayer In Town
Brenn put away her stake. They were having a field day in the cemetery. Ten vamps for her, five for Buffy.
"Beat you Buffy," she bragged.
"This isn't a game," Buffy said, throwing away the stake she had broken.
"I know, but dusting ten vamps at a time is good for the self-esteem.
"Take a lesson from the senior slayer, watch out who you dust."
"Why. We are Slayers. We don't answer to anyone."
"Some enemies aren't worth making, and should be avoided."
"Why. To a vampire or demon, any Slayer is a enemy. By the way, do you know a vamp named Spike?"
"Yes, why do you want to know?" Buffy asked, her voice betraying her uneasiness on the subject.
"Where does he live?"
"A crypt, just over there. Why do you want to know?"
"Just wondering."
"Why?"
"It's my business. Can we go now?"
Buffy sighed. The last three days had been just like this. Buffy asked her something and she didn't want to talk about, and if she did, Buffy was sorry she asked. Like yesterday.
~~Yesterday~~
Brenn walked in the door at 1:03 PM.
"Brenn!" Buffy exclaimed. "This is the second time you've been sent home. What did you do now?"
"Punched a Gorgethi demon and threw him out a window," Brenn said with a shrug.
"Why did they send you home if you beat up a demon?"
"He was disguised as a honour student."
"If he was disguised as a human, than how did you know he was a Gorgethi demon?"
"Smelled him."
"You smelled him?!?"
"Ya. Don't have a spaz. I have vampire powers, all right."
"Brenn, why do you have vampire powers?"
"When I was little a group of vampires attacked my family at a reunion. I hid and watched him kill everyone. When he left, I crawled out of my hiding place. While I was walking away, I tripped and fell. I landed on a knife that was stuck in the ground. I was
rushed to the hospital. They pulled it out, and now I don't even have a scar."
"You lived?"
"Duh. No, I'm a ghost."
"Just asking. But what does that have to do with the fact that you have vampire powers?"
"They tested the blood on the knife and found out it wasn't just mine. There was older, colder, dead blood on it. I remember the vampire cutting himself on it, and now I share his powers. The blood is permeantly in my system."
"What happened to you after. Where did you live. Was your whole family killed?"
"Yes, the whole family. I was passed around to foster parents until my Watcher rescued me. I lived with him until he died."
Buffy was stunned. This kid had almost been through as much hell as she had.
~~Back to now~~
"We better get back and get some sleep. The sun will be up in a few hours anyway," Buffy said with a once in a lifetime yawn.
"Kay. Let me look around the cem one more time and I'll join you."
"See you later," Buffy said with a wave as she left.
"Finally. Dawn's right. She can be a bossy bitch."
Brenn did a few exercises and stuff on top of the headstones until she was at Spike's crypt. Pushing open the door, she saw that no one was there. Absolutely empty, except for stone slab and some other decos.
"Knock knock! Anyone home?" she called.
No answer.
"Spike!"
Nothing.
"Fine. Be a coward. I'll be back when it's day and I'll catch you napping."
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The vampire sat down at the bar, looking for a drink after his journey from Seattle. When the last messenger hadn't returned, his boss had sent him. He was the right hand man, the one who had stood by his bosses side while they watched the slayer kill all the vamps in the room, the priest, and the demon they had exchanged for her Watcher.
Then they got to watch as she extrated the information she wanted from the dead priest. It had amazed him. He had never before seen a slayer with magic powers before.
He couldn't figure out why he wasn't the boss. After all, he was older by 50 years.
"Can I help you?" the bartender asked, putting a glass on the counter.
"Give me whatever is the strongest," he said. "Then tell me where I can get some blood in this town."
The barkeeper poured something clear into his glass.
"There is a club in town called the Bronze. All the young blood hangs out there." The vampire nodded his head, leaning back in his chair. He glanced around the bar. It was a sleazy little place, underground with crumbling cement walls and furniture probably taken out of a junk yard.
"Did you hear about the new slayer in town?" someone said. This caught the vampire's attention.
"Is Faith back or something?"
"No, this is a newer one, almost better than Buffy."
"No way."
"She took out my whole gang single handed."
"Wasn't your gang one of the ruling ones downtown?"
"Yeah, and she took them all out. I barely escaped. Know what else I heard?"
"Tell me."
"That she is looking for one vamp in particular. Heard he did something to her family or something like that."
"I getting the hell outta here then."
"Why man?"
"Not taking any chances. I could have done something."
The vampire stopped listening. He knew what he wanted to know. And now he had to find her faster because she probably would leave as soon as she was done this.
Chapter 2
There's A New Slayer In Town
Brenn put away her stake. They were having a field day in the cemetery. Ten vamps for her, five for Buffy.
"Beat you Buffy," she bragged.
"This isn't a game," Buffy said, throwing away the stake she had broken.
"I know, but dusting ten vamps at a time is good for the self-esteem.
"Take a lesson from the senior slayer, watch out who you dust."
"Why. We are Slayers. We don't answer to anyone."
"Some enemies aren't worth making, and should be avoided."
"Why. To a vampire or demon, any Slayer is a enemy. By the way, do you know a vamp named Spike?"
"Yes, why do you want to know?" Buffy asked, her voice betraying her uneasiness on the subject.
"Where does he live?"
"A crypt, just over there. Why do you want to know?"
"Just wondering."
"Why?"
"It's my business. Can we go now?"
Buffy sighed. The last three days had been just like this. Buffy asked her something and she didn't want to talk about, and if she did, Buffy was sorry she asked. Like yesterday.
~~Yesterday~~
Brenn walked in the door at 1:03 PM.
"Brenn!" Buffy exclaimed. "This is the second time you've been sent home. What did you do now?"
"Punched a Gorgethi demon and threw him out a window," Brenn said with a shrug.
"Why did they send you home if you beat up a demon?"
"He was disguised as a honour student."
"If he was disguised as a human, than how did you know he was a Gorgethi demon?"
"Smelled him."
"You smelled him?!?"
"Ya. Don't have a spaz. I have vampire powers, all right."
"Brenn, why do you have vampire powers?"
"When I was little a group of vampires attacked my family at a reunion. I hid and watched him kill everyone. When he left, I crawled out of my hiding place. While I was walking away, I tripped and fell. I landed on a knife that was stuck in the ground. I was
rushed to the hospital. They pulled it out, and now I don't even have a scar."
"You lived?"
"Duh. No, I'm a ghost."
"Just asking. But what does that have to do with the fact that you have vampire powers?"
"They tested the blood on the knife and found out it wasn't just mine. There was older, colder, dead blood on it. I remember the vampire cutting himself on it, and now I share his powers. The blood is permeantly in my system."
"What happened to you after. Where did you live. Was your whole family killed?"
"Yes, the whole family. I was passed around to foster parents until my Watcher rescued me. I lived with him until he died."
Buffy was stunned. This kid had almost been through as much hell as she had.
~~Back to now~~
"We better get back and get some sleep. The sun will be up in a few hours anyway," Buffy said with a once in a lifetime yawn.
"Kay. Let me look around the cem one more time and I'll join you."
"See you later," Buffy said with a wave as she left.
"Finally. Dawn's right. She can be a bossy bitch."
Brenn did a few exercises and stuff on top of the headstones until she was at Spike's crypt. Pushing open the door, she saw that no one was there. Absolutely empty, except for stone slab and some other decos.
"Knock knock! Anyone home?" she called.
No answer.
"Spike!"
Nothing.
"Fine. Be a coward. I'll be back when it's day and I'll catch you napping."
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The vampire sat down at the bar, looking for a drink after his journey from Seattle. When the last messenger hadn't returned, his boss had sent him. He was the right hand man, the one who had stood by his bosses side while they watched the slayer kill all the vamps in the room, the priest, and the demon they had exchanged for her Watcher.
Then they got to watch as she extrated the information she wanted from the dead priest. It had amazed him. He had never before seen a slayer with magic powers before.
He couldn't figure out why he wasn't the boss. After all, he was older by 50 years.
"Can I help you?" the bartender asked, putting a glass on the counter.
"Give me whatever is the strongest," he said. "Then tell me where I can get some blood in this town."
The barkeeper poured something clear into his glass.
"There is a club in town called the Bronze. All the young blood hangs out there." The vampire nodded his head, leaning back in his chair. He glanced around the bar. It was a sleazy little place, underground with crumbling cement walls and furniture probably taken out of a junk yard.
"Did you hear about the new slayer in town?" someone said. This caught the vampire's attention.
"Is Faith back or something?"
"No, this is a newer one, almost better than Buffy."
"No way."
"She took out my whole gang single handed."
"Wasn't your gang one of the ruling ones downtown?"
"Yeah, and she took them all out. I barely escaped. Know what else I heard?"
"Tell me."
"That she is looking for one vamp in particular. Heard he did something to her family or something like that."
"I getting the hell outta here then."
"Why man?"
"Not taking any chances. I could have done something."
The vampire stopped listening. He knew what he wanted to know. And now he had to find her faster because she probably would leave as soon as she was done this.