Harmony the Vampire Slayer
Chapter 4: First Kill
A/N: More reviews! Almost have ten, so yay! Here are some replies:
Karmawiccan: Thanks. I got my timing off, as according to my father
the Renaissance was 1500's and Spike was sired during the 1700's.
So, Spike's not that old. I'm gonna fix that and find another time he
could kill a Slayer, preferably during a historic event. If you have any
suggestions, please suggest them via my e-mail or my reviews for this
story, e-mail preferred. Thanks. Yeah, I felt that making Spike get his
soul in the exact same way Angel did, well a) Fox and them might sue
me. grin and b) It would be unoriginal. And the Buffy/Spike
conversation took place in Spike's crypt; I'll have to go back and point
that out in the story. Thanks for the constructive criticism.
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A/N 2: I'm going to be developing some pairings in a few chapters, so
start suggesting some. Harmony/Spike is a definite, ala Buffy/Angel
in first season.
Disclaimer: All Buffy and Angel characters belong to Joss Whedon,
David Greenwalt, and 20th Century Fox.
Holy crud, I took up a whole page just writing answers to reviews and
the disclaimer. Ah well. On with the story.
"Harmony, I've done some researching and found out what the
Harvest is," Wesley went on to explain who Ripper was and what
happened to him, with the alternate dimensions,
"Apparently in the Harvest, someone acts as a holder of power that
will later be transferred to Ripper. With every kill, Ripper gains more
power. The object of the Harvest, for the vampires, is to get Ripper
back fully into our dimension. If this happens, he could easily open
the Hellmouth and release the Old Ones. The Old Ones are the oldest
demons on earth, purely demonic. In essence, they were the first ever
demons to walk this Earth."
"Wow. So, do I have to stop this?" Harmony asked, a bit nervy.
"Yes. I hate sending you out with as little training you have had, so
come back after school." Wesley told Harmony.
"'Kay. Don't worry Wes; those vampires will get their asses royally
kicked by me, the Slayer"
"Hey, has anyone realized that Oz hasn't been in school the last four
days?" Devon asked Harmony and Cordelia.
"Oh my god. With everything that's been going on, I didn't even think
about that." Harmony realized with a start.
"Everything that's been going on?" Devon asked, not in the know
about Harmony being the Slayer.
"Nothing." Harmony dismissed it, understanding that she was to tell
no one about her little secret.
"Whatever." Devon waved it away.
"Harmony, girl, we really need to talk." Cordelia told Harmony.
"Okay, what about?" Harmony inquired. Devon walked away,
figuring they were going to talk about 'girl stuff.'
"About... you being the 'Slayer.'" Cordelia said, revealing that she had,
in fact, overheard most of Wesley and Harmony's conversation on his
first day.
"What? You... know?" Harmony was horrified; Cordy, running with
the popular crowd, would think she was a total freak!
"Yeah, I heard you and Mr. Price talking." Cordy divulged.
"Oh. Neither of us even noticed you, did we? I'm so sorry." Harmony
apologized.
"It's okay, but I understand. It was a defining moment in your lifetime,
like getting crowned May Queen." Cordy compared the two totally
different things.
"Uh, Queen C, I think you've been taking Ms. Miller's psych class way
too much," Harmony grinned jokingly, "So you don't think I'm a
freak?"
"No. I don't, Harm. I've known you since, forever. What gave you that
idea?" Cordelia asked
"I don't know," Harmony admitted, "but you actually believe it?"
"Yes. Weird things happen in Sunnydale all the time. We don't
acknowledge it, always blaming it on gangs and such, but it's true.
The homicide rates in Sunnydale are second only to Chicago. I'll do
whatever I can to help, but I'm not guaranteeing anything, here, girl."
Cordelia launched into a full fledged speech.
"Alright, after school we can go down to Wesley's and he can explain
all this prophetic mumbo-jumbo." Harmony told Cordelia.
"Wesley?" Cordy asked, a bemused look on her face. "
Oh, he told me to call him that, 'cause being his Watcher and all... I
don't know." Harmony was a bit confused.
It was after school and Harmony and Cordelia had both left
messages on their respective parents' cell phones saying they were
staying after school for a 'project.' They walked down to Wesley's
room, number five hundred fifty five, in complete and utter silence.
When they got down to his room, Wesley was surprised to find not
one, but two girls walk in his room. He looked questioningly at
Harmony, his Slayer.
"Who's your friend?" Wesley asked.
"Oh, hey Wes, this is Cordelia Chase, otherwise known as Queen C.
She sort of knows." Harmony told a disbelieving Wesley.
"Harmony! I told you not to tell anyone about anything!" Wesley
reprimanded Harmony harshly.
"Um, Mr. Price, I sort of overheard you and Harm talking on your
first day. 'Cause, y'know I was going to welcome you to Sunnydale
High." Cordelia interrupted.
"Oh. Never mind then, Harmony. Sorry." Wesley sighed.
"It's okay Wes." "Ah," Wes sighed, "I suppose there's nothing we can
do about it, now."
"But, I want to help." Cordelia spoke up gingerly.
"Well I suppose you can research; because you not being trained, you
do not, I repeat do not have my permission to go out patrolling. As a
matter of fact neither do you, yet, Harmony." Wesley informed the
girls a bit harshly.
"Okay, Cordelia; would you please go grab some books and go in the
back room? We're looking for anything on a vampire called Ripper
and his lineage and anything additional about The Harvest." Wesley
told his new found research-time partner.
"Harmony, I know this is a bit early, but I have someone here I'd like
you to meet," Wesley told Harmony, pulling a vamp out of a nearby
closet, "Her name is Darla." A woman vampire with long blond hair a
few shades lighter than the color of Harmony's own snarled at her.
Darla was in her vampire form.
"What's this for?" Harmony asked, a little intimidated.
"This is your training dummy, so to speak. She's a newborn vampire.
Stake her, and you can go home." Wesley explained.
"Bring it on, sister." Harmony taunted, delivering a roundhouse kick
to the vampire Darla. Darla delivered a punch to Harmony's solar
plexus.
"Oof." Yanking her necklace off, Harmony pressed the cross to
Darla's skin. It started smoldering, much to the delight of Harmony.
"Yayness." Grabbing a stake out of the pink leather purse she still
wore around her shoulders, she distributed a series of punches that
got the vampire down to the ground.
"You want a piece of me? I'll give you the whole dammn pie!"
Harmony mocked, then staked the day old vampire; it turned to dust
the next instant.
"Well, that's a wrap."
Standing at the door, Devon was staring in disbelief. Harmony had
just stuck a piece of wood through a person's chest! Now, it was
ashes, as if it were cremated. Horrified, Devon pointed an accusing
finger at Harmony, who didn't realize he was there, shouting "Freak!"
He ran down the hall.
"Wait! Devon, come back! It's not like that! I can explain!" Harmony
ran down the hall after Devon.
"What happened?" Cordelia asked, coming out of the back room.