Chapter 1 – Deserving
Longley Park, Cleveland 1996
The final battle. For her, though blissfully unaware of it, it was soon to come. Sooner than she thought. The ancient, inherited power that drove her innate instincts was soon to be hers no longer. It would be passed onto the next generation, as it had, as it is, and as it always will be. Passed onto the future chosen one. To the Slayer. Who? No one knew. But they were soon to find out.
The full moon rose high over the trees and the sky was dappled with hazy white lights casting a haunting glow over the woods and parkland. The ghostly shadows of Longley Park stretched over the autumn ground as India Cohen watched them distort in the breeze listening intently for any threats. She heard a twig snap underfoot some way behind her, the hairs in the back of her neck stood on end, she shot a look backwards and there she saw what she'd been hunting for. Two hungry yellow eyes stared back at her and instinct took over sensing; Vampire. She quickly spun herself around and raised her right arm revealing a sharp wooden stake clenched in her fist. The vampire's eyes widened and he turned to flee. India immediately followed him keeping a close distance. She was fast and gaining ground on her prey. She effortlessly followed the vampire, watching his every move as he made his way through the maze of trees and out into the open grassland of the park. India leapt into the air and landed on his back trying to stake him from behind but he threw her over his shoulder and she slammed her back to the ground. She quickly got to her feet and took on a fighting stance. Lunging forward she aimed the stake at the vampire's lifeless heart, he blocked her attack so she smashed her other fist at his face with intense force. He staggered backwards, she saw and took the opportunity of tripping him and knocked him to the floor. She swiftly plunged the stake into the chest of the vampire and in an instant he exploded into a cloud of dust. "Easy kill. It's no fun when they're easy." India stood up, shook the dust out of her hair and made her way home with a spring in her step.
Slaying wasn't a chore to her. She felt honoured to have such a potent power within her. It made her feel strong and confident. She had no fear. She cherished every day she had as she knew it could easily be her last and yet never thought the end would come for her. She was invincible. Or at least that's what she thought.
Longley Park, Cleveland 1996
The final battle. For her, though blissfully unaware of it, it was soon to come. Sooner than she thought. The ancient, inherited power that drove her innate instincts was soon to be hers no longer. It would be passed onto the next generation, as it had, as it is, and as it always will be. Passed onto the future chosen one. To the Slayer. Who? No one knew. But they were soon to find out.
The full moon rose high over the trees and the sky was dappled with hazy white lights casting a haunting glow over the woods and parkland. The ghostly shadows of Longley Park stretched over the autumn ground as India Cohen watched them distort in the breeze listening intently for any threats. She heard a twig snap underfoot some way behind her, the hairs in the back of her neck stood on end, she shot a look backwards and there she saw what she'd been hunting for. Two hungry yellow eyes stared back at her and instinct took over sensing; Vampire. She quickly spun herself around and raised her right arm revealing a sharp wooden stake clenched in her fist. The vampire's eyes widened and he turned to flee. India immediately followed him keeping a close distance. She was fast and gaining ground on her prey. She effortlessly followed the vampire, watching his every move as he made his way through the maze of trees and out into the open grassland of the park. India leapt into the air and landed on his back trying to stake him from behind but he threw her over his shoulder and she slammed her back to the ground. She quickly got to her feet and took on a fighting stance. Lunging forward she aimed the stake at the vampire's lifeless heart, he blocked her attack so she smashed her other fist at his face with intense force. He staggered backwards, she saw and took the opportunity of tripping him and knocked him to the floor. She swiftly plunged the stake into the chest of the vampire and in an instant he exploded into a cloud of dust. "Easy kill. It's no fun when they're easy." India stood up, shook the dust out of her hair and made her way home with a spring in her step.
Slaying wasn't a chore to her. She felt honoured to have such a potent power within her. It made her feel strong and confident. She had no fear. She cherished every day she had as she knew it could easily be her last and yet never thought the end would come for her. She was invincible. Or at least that's what she thought.