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Chapter 3: Bring In The Bad Guys
Laughing, two vampires walked through the sewers of Sunnydale in of the less then pleasant side of town, then again they were walking in a sewer and that's never really a pleasant experience. A branch in the tunnel ahead came to a dead end with a door set in the wall and one of the vampires walked up to it and knocked. Behind the door a Endthon demon opened a slot and peered out, "Show them to me," he said, his voice sounding like fingernails dragging across a chalkboard. The vampires grumbled but one held up his wrist while the other pulled up the sleeve of his t-shirt.
The Endthon grunted and let them in, "Thanks Clarence it was really starting to smell out there," one of the vampires offered as he walked through the door.
"He wants to see you, Mike."
The vampire named Mike turned and saw Clarence was smiling. "Do you know what for?"
Clarence just shrugged one set of shoulders while the other arms pointed toward a set of steps. "No one tells me anything. I just guard the door, and deliver messages."
"Shit," Mike swore under his breath and he and the other vampire ascended the stairs and walked through a door into the warehouse above. The building itself was an old warehouse one of many in the city. Different areas had been converted to meet the needs of the various supernatural and demonic entities that were part of the group. Mike waved to a group of his kindred who nodded by with grave looks, a feeling of foreboding beginnings to form in his gut.
Finally he reached the end of the warehouse where another door waited. With a deep, unnecessary breath, Mike and the other vampire, whose name was Ernie, walked into an elaborately decorated suite. Within, sitting on various couches and chairs were four men each of a different nationality. They were human Mike could tell smell that but there was something about them that made him uneasy. Three of the men had their attention focused upon the man who sat in a high backed chair so the vampire went unnoticed. Unnoticed until the man in the chair seemed to see him.
"Mike. Glad you could come. I see you brought a new fledgling, always glad to see the ranks growing," he said in a soothing accented voice. Mike thought he sounded Russian but the word around the group was that he was Lithuanian.
"Your summons Sasha is not something to ignore," Mike said with a bowed head. Noticing that the new vampire did not pay obeisance, Mike gave him a good smack on the back of the head and he quickly followed suit.
"Truly. Now to business. Do you feel the fledglings are ready for a mission?"
Pausing a moment before answering Mike nodded in ascent. "The Slayer and her friends have thinned out the weaker and slower ones, leaving us only the strong." "Good, I want you to take a few of them out tonight. Be discreet of course but take them to a club or something and see what you can stir up."
"Yes sir," Mike said before he and Ernie turned to leave.
"Oh, and Mike," the vampire heard behind him as he opened the door. Mike turned to look at Sasha again found to his amazement, he was standing there behind him. Mike heard Ernie gasp in shock but fought back his own surprise. "Be careful," Sasha said putting a hand on his shoulder.
Mike looked from the feral smile on his boss's face to his eyes and saw a cold gleam that sent a chill down his spine. "Yes, sir," and with that he turned and left, closing the door behind him.
"How did he do that? I mean he's human. He smelled human," Ernie said excitedly.
Mike just shook his head, "He's not like any human I've met and personally, I don't want to be on his bad side."
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Sasha turned away from the door, back to his three associates, "The vampires will surely make the Paladin show his face," said one of them, a dark skinned man who's deep voice and rich accent spoke of his African birth.
"True, but he is not to be underestimated he has evaded us this long, a few more deaths shouldn't mean that much," said a second man who appeared to be Native American.
"Yes but he has a soft spot for the weak. If he is in this town he will come," said Sasha walking back to his seat. "Wouldn't you agree Silvio?"
A Hispanic man looked at Sasha with a grin, "If he remembers anything I taught him he will."
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And there we go gang. The Big Bad has been revealed. Scared? I know you don't know who he is yet but trust me when I get through you'll be wondering how someone as nice as myself could come up with someone so evil. And yeah I know, it's a short chapter but trust me I know where I'm going with this. Now that you've read how about a review? Complements as well as flames are accepted.
Feedback would be nice on this. Just remember, I'd do it for you.
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Chapter 3: Bring In The Bad Guys
Laughing, two vampires walked through the sewers of Sunnydale in of the less then pleasant side of town, then again they were walking in a sewer and that's never really a pleasant experience. A branch in the tunnel ahead came to a dead end with a door set in the wall and one of the vampires walked up to it and knocked. Behind the door a Endthon demon opened a slot and peered out, "Show them to me," he said, his voice sounding like fingernails dragging across a chalkboard. The vampires grumbled but one held up his wrist while the other pulled up the sleeve of his t-shirt.
The Endthon grunted and let them in, "Thanks Clarence it was really starting to smell out there," one of the vampires offered as he walked through the door.
"He wants to see you, Mike."
The vampire named Mike turned and saw Clarence was smiling. "Do you know what for?"
Clarence just shrugged one set of shoulders while the other arms pointed toward a set of steps. "No one tells me anything. I just guard the door, and deliver messages."
"Shit," Mike swore under his breath and he and the other vampire ascended the stairs and walked through a door into the warehouse above. The building itself was an old warehouse one of many in the city. Different areas had been converted to meet the needs of the various supernatural and demonic entities that were part of the group. Mike waved to a group of his kindred who nodded by with grave looks, a feeling of foreboding beginnings to form in his gut.
Finally he reached the end of the warehouse where another door waited. With a deep, unnecessary breath, Mike and the other vampire, whose name was Ernie, walked into an elaborately decorated suite. Within, sitting on various couches and chairs were four men each of a different nationality. They were human Mike could tell smell that but there was something about them that made him uneasy. Three of the men had their attention focused upon the man who sat in a high backed chair so the vampire went unnoticed. Unnoticed until the man in the chair seemed to see him.
"Mike. Glad you could come. I see you brought a new fledgling, always glad to see the ranks growing," he said in a soothing accented voice. Mike thought he sounded Russian but the word around the group was that he was Lithuanian.
"Your summons Sasha is not something to ignore," Mike said with a bowed head. Noticing that the new vampire did not pay obeisance, Mike gave him a good smack on the back of the head and he quickly followed suit.
"Truly. Now to business. Do you feel the fledglings are ready for a mission?"
Pausing a moment before answering Mike nodded in ascent. "The Slayer and her friends have thinned out the weaker and slower ones, leaving us only the strong." "Good, I want you to take a few of them out tonight. Be discreet of course but take them to a club or something and see what you can stir up."
"Yes sir," Mike said before he and Ernie turned to leave.
"Oh, and Mike," the vampire heard behind him as he opened the door. Mike turned to look at Sasha again found to his amazement, he was standing there behind him. Mike heard Ernie gasp in shock but fought back his own surprise. "Be careful," Sasha said putting a hand on his shoulder.
Mike looked from the feral smile on his boss's face to his eyes and saw a cold gleam that sent a chill down his spine. "Yes, sir," and with that he turned and left, closing the door behind him.
"How did he do that? I mean he's human. He smelled human," Ernie said excitedly.
Mike just shook his head, "He's not like any human I've met and personally, I don't want to be on his bad side."
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Sasha turned away from the door, back to his three associates, "The vampires will surely make the Paladin show his face," said one of them, a dark skinned man who's deep voice and rich accent spoke of his African birth.
"True, but he is not to be underestimated he has evaded us this long, a few more deaths shouldn't mean that much," said a second man who appeared to be Native American.
"Yes but he has a soft spot for the weak. If he is in this town he will come," said Sasha walking back to his seat. "Wouldn't you agree Silvio?"
A Hispanic man looked at Sasha with a grin, "If he remembers anything I taught him he will."
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And there we go gang. The Big Bad has been revealed. Scared? I know you don't know who he is yet but trust me when I get through you'll be wondering how someone as nice as myself could come up with someone so evil. And yeah I know, it's a short chapter but trust me I know where I'm going with this. Now that you've read how about a review? Complements as well as flames are accepted.