Harmony the Vampire Slayer Chapter 6: The Harvest, Part 2
A/N: Stuff changes in this chapter majorly. Oh! Just realized there's more reviews! eats the
reviews Reviews are my life force, okay? Anyway, some shout outs:
Shorty: Thanks. Maybe when we go to Wisconsin, I'll bring the DVD's and explain everything.
That's assuming my mom'll let me. But thanks for reviewing.
Faeries Twilight: Thanks for reading/reviewing. Jeez, you guessed everything right. Well, I might
just have to change that. ;-) And don't worry, Giles MAY make an appearance or two, in later
seasons, when you least expect it! I tried to make Ripper keep some of Giles' personality traits,
just be more vicious. Read more when you get back. Again thanks for reviewing.
A/N 2: More Spike in this chapter. Everyone: three cheers. HIP HIP HOORAY HIP HIP
HOORAY HIP HIP HOORAY! Okay, I'm done with my mini rant.
"Okay, come on, Xand; I think she's drained now. Come on! Remember, Xander, you'll get to
eat some more at the gathering tonight. We've got to go!" Buffy enticed, watching Xander drain
a woman that looked to be in her twenties, a brunette with way too much makeup for her own good.
"Oh, alright." Xander put on his traditional goofy smile, walking out of the dark alley they had
been in.
"So, tonight's the big night. Why'd we tell the Slayer?" Buffy asked of her childe.
"A challenge. No one has fought me and lived, since the 18th century!" Xander whined.
"You'll get a fight today, baby." Buffy mock flirted.
"Okay so basically just fight fight fight till they bite? Then you'll save me?" Harmony asked.
"Er, yes, though I would prefer if they didn't bite." Wesley confirmed.
"Got it, Double-U."
"Pardon me?" Wesley did not like the new nickname bestowed upon him by Harmony.
"Never mind."
"The sun's almost set. Let's go." Wesley ordered, leaving Cordelia by herself to do some
protection spells.
"Don't worry Harm. I've memorized enough cheers, not to mention capitals and commas, that
I'll get these protection spells right. Go on. Scat. Save the world. Wait, is this a save-the-world
thing? Maybe it's a save-the-town thing. Whatever."
"Scatting. By Cordy. See you later." Leaving, Cordy could've sworn she heard Harmony mutter
something about hoping the vampires didn't eat her.
Wesley and Harmony got out just in time. Vampires were coming out of the sewers by the dozens.
"Welcome to Sunnyhell, what can I get you? A stake through the heart? A beheading? A douse
of holy water that's guaranteed to ruin your complexion, or a crossbow bolt through the heart?"
Harmony quipped, rather cleverly for her. Wesley just stared. One of the vampires sighted them
and immediately charged them.
Putting out her stake, Harmony said, "You have selected a stake through the heart. Rated PG-
13 for violence, dust, and explicit language. Press 1 to continue with your stake through the
heart." With that, the vampire ran directly into the wooden stake Harmony held out at about
chest's length. The instant before the female vampire exploded into a pile of dust she whispered
something about Harmony being, ahem, a rabid whore, to which Harmony replied, "Me? I'm not the vampire here!"
Suddenly Harmony saw a bleach blond with a long, flowing, black duster, fighting the vamps.
And yet... he was a vamp. Staking her way over to him, she greeted him.
"Hey, cryptic boy."
"Hey, Slayer. How's it going?" Spike replied.
"Oh nothing much, Spike." Harmony said, emphasizing his name, all the while staking some
punk-rock-chick-turned-vampire.
"How the bloody hell do you know my name, Slayer?" Spike asked, obviously surprised she
had figured him out this soon. Looking back at Wes to make sure he was okay, Harmony
replied, "Well, I told my Watcher, Wes over there, and he went all researchy and found a page
about you, along with," Harmony dusted another vampire, "a picture, which I oohed and ahhed
over for a while."
"You're quite the resourceful one, Slayer." Spike commented, dusting yet another vamp.
"Can we go somewhere that's not so noisy?" Harmony asked loudly, and glared pointedly at a
vampire that was screeching very loudly, then made her point by turning him into a cloud of dust.
"Of course, luv. How about up there?" Spike answered, pointing to an outside staircase.
"Kay, hang on." Harmony said, dusting three vamps while trying to get to the set of steps, then
gave up and leaped onto it, clinging to the railing. Spike, being a bit more practical, just vamped
out and snapped a vampire's neck, then cleared an aisle for himself and climbed the steps.
Meanwhile, the Slayer had taken out a crossbow and a quiver of bolts.
"So, do you have a name, pet? Or am I stuck with calling you 'pet,' 'luv,' and 'Slayer' the rest
of my undead life?" Spike asked.
"It's Harmony, babes." Harmony half-flirted.
"Babes." Spike repeated, contemplating this.
"Yep. Babes. I like it. I think it fits you well." Harmony answered, a crossbow bolt flying from
the crossbow and digging into a vampire's undead, unbeating heart.
"Harmony: 1 Vampires: 0." Harmony joked.
"Bloody hell!"
"What?" Harmony threw an extra large bottle of holy water into the crowd of vampires that was
now surrounding Wesley, the forgotten Watcher. This smoldered and dusted about five
vampires at once, subsequently drenching Wes.
"Sorry, Wes!" Wesley shook his head annoyed, then soon realized he could use it to his
advantage. Touching vampires for ten seconds each would probably dust them. He tried it,
grabbing a vampire by the neck, acting as if to snap it, thus dusting him. He didn't snap it, but his
theory worked.
"Well, it looks like Double U can take care of himself." Harmony stated.
"Great, just great. Just what I wanted." Spike brooded.
"What?" Harmony asked, then muttered something that was not meant to be heard, but with
Spike's super senses, he heard it anyway. "Stupid cryptic hot vamps." He decided to ignore that
comment. Harmony had dusted ten more vampires while they had been talking.
"Them. I'm going to go say hello." Before either of them could say another word, Spike walked
swiftly down the staircase to Ground Zero. Harmony watched with fascination as Spike traveled
through the crowd gracefully, staking anyone who got in his way. Suddenly she snapped out of
it, as a vampire came in front of it, and someone came up the staircase and staked it from
behind. He was light skinned, with brown hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a tight black
shirt, black jeans, and black biker boots.
"Hi. My name is Andrew."