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Chapter 1: A Slice In The Dark
Patricia was new to Sunnydale. She had just transferred to UC- Sunnydale from NYU and already hated it.
New York City had anything and everything you could possibly want or want to do at any hour of the day she thought. "There is nothing to do in this town" she said to herself as she walked down the sidewalk back to her apartment. "One club worth going too, a few seedy bars, some shops, a lot of cemeteries and that's it," she muttered.
That was something she thought, why would a town the size of Sunnydale have so many cemeteries? She didn't linger on the question very long, though. She stopped in midstride when she heard someone taken in a sharp breath of air and glanced down the alley she was passing. There she saw a couple making out. The girl's back was up against a wall and the guy had his face buried in her neck making sucking noises.
Patricia just shook her head, "Get a room will ya'? Some people don't want to see that." Then she started walking back towards her apartment that was near campus.
If Patricia would have waited a little longer she would have seen the man raise his head showing the two puncture wounds in the girls neck. She would have also seen the demonic features and sharp canine teeth that the guy possessed.
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Wiping the blood from his mouth Eric gave a low rumbling growl and let his latest meal fall to the ground. He walked out of the alley and began following the smell of the girl that had the impertinence to interrupt his dinner. I guess pickings are good tonight he thought to himself.
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Patricia was almost home when she had the sensation of being followed. She thought she had saw someone behind her when she had turned to look two blocks back but there was no one there. Still just to be on the safe side she just began to walk faster.
Finally she reached the area where her apartment was and was beginning to feel a little bit safer. Reaching into her purse she pulled out her keys but dropped them to the ground. Swearing under her breath she kneeled down to pick them up, that's when she noticed someone standing in front of her.
Slowly raising her head, she found herself staring into the feral eyes of a vampire who smiled at her with a very toothy grin. "Ummm, don't you just smell delicious," he said reaching for her.
Patricia did the first thing that came to mind. She punched him in the family jewels. Eric gave a cry of pain and doubled over. Patricia didn't hang around to find out what happened next and just ran hoping that she would make it to her door in time, screaming the whole way.
The vampire recovered quickly and soon caught up with her, dragging her to an alley just like he had done the last time. He held her up against himself and used his other to force her head to the side revealing her bare neck "This is all too easy," he said leaning in, "I wish they would make it more of a challenge."
"You want a challenge? Why don't you come take a bite out of this then," said a voice from the other end of the alley.
The vampire stopped in mid movement and looked to the end of the alley and saw the silhouette of a figure backlit against the glow of the street lamps. A small human woman stepped into the dim light of the alley, not that the vampire needed light anyway he could see perfectly well in the dark.
She was small, with blonde hair pulled back in to a pony tail and had a look of grim determination in her green eyes that made her look older than she actually was. The vampire saw that she moved with the grace of skilled fighter.
Eric had seen many of his victims put up a fight in the twenty-three years that he had been one of the undead. Some had managed to even land a punch or a kick but it all ended the same way: dinner.
Buffy Summers slowly approached the vampire in a cautious manner. The vampire smiled and stepped away from his meal to be, leaving her to faint against the wall. He wondered what this little girl could possibly do to him. He soon found out when she connected a roundhouse kick to his jaw that sent him flying into a pile of garbage.
Slightly stunned he rubbed his jaw but he was quickly back on his feet, "Slayer," he said with a hiss. "The one and only.well if you don't count the one that's in jail anyway." The vampire let a roar and launched into a series of punches and kicks aimed at taking the young woman's head off her shoulders. The nimble Slayer either dodged or blocked every blow.
Well, almost every punch. A short jab to the chest sent Buffy reeling back and gave the vampire just enough time to run and grab his intended victim and use her for a shield. Buffy recovered and began to advance on the vamp. He began to back down the alleyway with a half-conscious Patricia held out in front of himself. Eric quickly realized that this was a no win situation and thought it better to beat a hasty retreat before he became dust blowing in the wind like so many of his brethren before him.
Pushing Patricia in to the advancing Slayer's arms the vampire ran in to the darkness of the alley. Buffy caught the young girl and fell to the ground with a grunt still holding on to her. Then without warning she heard the running footsteps of the fleeing vampire come to a stop. She then heard him let out an animal-like scream before the sound was abruptly cut off by a flash of light and the noise of something slashing through the air.
The head of the vampire came rolling back up the alley and landed at Buffy's feet before disintegrating into dust.
Then out of the darkness she heard coughing and a male voice spoke, "Damnit always forget to dust vamps up wind. Nothin' worse than getting a lung full powdered bloodsucker."
The sounds of retreating footsteps reached Buffy and were gone before she had a chance to call out. Whoever it was seemed to have a very effective way of dealing with vampires but also had one of the thickest Southern accents she'd ever heard.
"Buffy! Buffy where are you," she heard called out from behind her in the street.
Shaking her head she remembered where she was. "I'm in here Dawn," she called out over her shoulder.
The younger Summers girl ran into the alley and saw her sister sitting on the ground holding a still dazed girl in her arms. "Is she all right?"
"I think so. Just fainted I think."
Slowly she was coming around. Suddenly she began flailing her arms and pushing at Buffy. "Get away from me! Don't touch me!" Almost hysterical Patricia looked at Buffy and Dawn then began to calm down. Then she began sobbing.
Xander Harris came running across the street huffing and puffing into the alley trying his best to keep up with the Summers women.
"Dawn you know your not supposed to.whoa that's unexpected. Not unpleasant but unexpected," he said coming to a stop and looking at the woman that was sitting in Buffy's lap on the ground with her arms wrapped around her neck.
The Slayer gave her friend an exasperated look and let out a sigh. She held up her fingers in front of her mouth so that they looked like fangs. Xander nodded in understanding.
Buffy turned to Patricia with a concerned look, "I'm sorry about what happened to you but can we help you get home."
"No, we need to call the police and tell them about that guy," said Patricia shakily.
Xander looked at her for a second, "Excuse me uh, what's your name?"
"Patricia."
"Patricia I hate to tell you this but the police are not going to be able to catch the guy who attacked you.unless of course they are now issued Dust Busters."
The poor girl gave Xander a confused look and shook her head. "Come on let's get you home," said Buffy. She thought about the light and what happened in the alley but thought it best not to tell her friends.at least not yet.
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And there it is just like I promised Buffy and Co. have arrived and are on the scene. We've even got a little mystery going here. Now click the little review button and let me know what ya' think because seriously the more you stroke my ego the more I write. Okay so maybe that's not the best mental picture but you know what I mean.
Feedback would be nice on this. Just remember, I'd do it for you.
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Chapter 1: A Slice In The Dark
Patricia was new to Sunnydale. She had just transferred to UC- Sunnydale from NYU and already hated it.
New York City had anything and everything you could possibly want or want to do at any hour of the day she thought. "There is nothing to do in this town" she said to herself as she walked down the sidewalk back to her apartment. "One club worth going too, a few seedy bars, some shops, a lot of cemeteries and that's it," she muttered.
That was something she thought, why would a town the size of Sunnydale have so many cemeteries? She didn't linger on the question very long, though. She stopped in midstride when she heard someone taken in a sharp breath of air and glanced down the alley she was passing. There she saw a couple making out. The girl's back was up against a wall and the guy had his face buried in her neck making sucking noises.
Patricia just shook her head, "Get a room will ya'? Some people don't want to see that." Then she started walking back towards her apartment that was near campus.
If Patricia would have waited a little longer she would have seen the man raise his head showing the two puncture wounds in the girls neck. She would have also seen the demonic features and sharp canine teeth that the guy possessed.
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Wiping the blood from his mouth Eric gave a low rumbling growl and let his latest meal fall to the ground. He walked out of the alley and began following the smell of the girl that had the impertinence to interrupt his dinner. I guess pickings are good tonight he thought to himself.
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Patricia was almost home when she had the sensation of being followed. She thought she had saw someone behind her when she had turned to look two blocks back but there was no one there. Still just to be on the safe side she just began to walk faster.
Finally she reached the area where her apartment was and was beginning to feel a little bit safer. Reaching into her purse she pulled out her keys but dropped them to the ground. Swearing under her breath she kneeled down to pick them up, that's when she noticed someone standing in front of her.
Slowly raising her head, she found herself staring into the feral eyes of a vampire who smiled at her with a very toothy grin. "Ummm, don't you just smell delicious," he said reaching for her.
Patricia did the first thing that came to mind. She punched him in the family jewels. Eric gave a cry of pain and doubled over. Patricia didn't hang around to find out what happened next and just ran hoping that she would make it to her door in time, screaming the whole way.
The vampire recovered quickly and soon caught up with her, dragging her to an alley just like he had done the last time. He held her up against himself and used his other to force her head to the side revealing her bare neck "This is all too easy," he said leaning in, "I wish they would make it more of a challenge."
"You want a challenge? Why don't you come take a bite out of this then," said a voice from the other end of the alley.
The vampire stopped in mid movement and looked to the end of the alley and saw the silhouette of a figure backlit against the glow of the street lamps. A small human woman stepped into the dim light of the alley, not that the vampire needed light anyway he could see perfectly well in the dark.
She was small, with blonde hair pulled back in to a pony tail and had a look of grim determination in her green eyes that made her look older than she actually was. The vampire saw that she moved with the grace of skilled fighter.
Eric had seen many of his victims put up a fight in the twenty-three years that he had been one of the undead. Some had managed to even land a punch or a kick but it all ended the same way: dinner.
Buffy Summers slowly approached the vampire in a cautious manner. The vampire smiled and stepped away from his meal to be, leaving her to faint against the wall. He wondered what this little girl could possibly do to him. He soon found out when she connected a roundhouse kick to his jaw that sent him flying into a pile of garbage.
Slightly stunned he rubbed his jaw but he was quickly back on his feet, "Slayer," he said with a hiss. "The one and only.well if you don't count the one that's in jail anyway." The vampire let a roar and launched into a series of punches and kicks aimed at taking the young woman's head off her shoulders. The nimble Slayer either dodged or blocked every blow.
Well, almost every punch. A short jab to the chest sent Buffy reeling back and gave the vampire just enough time to run and grab his intended victim and use her for a shield. Buffy recovered and began to advance on the vamp. He began to back down the alleyway with a half-conscious Patricia held out in front of himself. Eric quickly realized that this was a no win situation and thought it better to beat a hasty retreat before he became dust blowing in the wind like so many of his brethren before him.
Pushing Patricia in to the advancing Slayer's arms the vampire ran in to the darkness of the alley. Buffy caught the young girl and fell to the ground with a grunt still holding on to her. Then without warning she heard the running footsteps of the fleeing vampire come to a stop. She then heard him let out an animal-like scream before the sound was abruptly cut off by a flash of light and the noise of something slashing through the air.
The head of the vampire came rolling back up the alley and landed at Buffy's feet before disintegrating into dust.
Then out of the darkness she heard coughing and a male voice spoke, "Damnit always forget to dust vamps up wind. Nothin' worse than getting a lung full powdered bloodsucker."
The sounds of retreating footsteps reached Buffy and were gone before she had a chance to call out. Whoever it was seemed to have a very effective way of dealing with vampires but also had one of the thickest Southern accents she'd ever heard.
"Buffy! Buffy where are you," she heard called out from behind her in the street.
Shaking her head she remembered where she was. "I'm in here Dawn," she called out over her shoulder.
The younger Summers girl ran into the alley and saw her sister sitting on the ground holding a still dazed girl in her arms. "Is she all right?"
"I think so. Just fainted I think."
Slowly she was coming around. Suddenly she began flailing her arms and pushing at Buffy. "Get away from me! Don't touch me!" Almost hysterical Patricia looked at Buffy and Dawn then began to calm down. Then she began sobbing.
Xander Harris came running across the street huffing and puffing into the alley trying his best to keep up with the Summers women.
"Dawn you know your not supposed to.whoa that's unexpected. Not unpleasant but unexpected," he said coming to a stop and looking at the woman that was sitting in Buffy's lap on the ground with her arms wrapped around her neck.
The Slayer gave her friend an exasperated look and let out a sigh. She held up her fingers in front of her mouth so that they looked like fangs. Xander nodded in understanding.
Buffy turned to Patricia with a concerned look, "I'm sorry about what happened to you but can we help you get home."
"No, we need to call the police and tell them about that guy," said Patricia shakily.
Xander looked at her for a second, "Excuse me uh, what's your name?"
"Patricia."
"Patricia I hate to tell you this but the police are not going to be able to catch the guy who attacked you.unless of course they are now issued Dust Busters."
The poor girl gave Xander a confused look and shook her head. "Come on let's get you home," said Buffy. She thought about the light and what happened in the alley but thought it best not to tell her friends.at least not yet.
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And there it is just like I promised Buffy and Co. have arrived and are on the scene. We've even got a little mystery going here. Now click the little review button and let me know what ya' think because seriously the more you stroke my ego the more I write. Okay so maybe that's not the best mental picture but you know what I mean.