Harmony the Vampire Slayer
Chapter 7: The Harvest, Part Three
A/N: No more reviews? :-( I'm hungry, though... You're slacking off on the
job, ya know, people! Lol. Just kidding,
A/N 2: Andrew! Yayness, geekiness shall ensue, thou shalt not worry. Okay,
on with the story...
Disclaimer: All Buffy and Angel characters belong to Joss Whedon, David
Greenwalt, and 20th Century Fox. No copyright infringement is intended.
"That's nice, and all," Harmony pointed down below, where there was still at
least twenty vampires, and also Spike was talking to two of them, a black
haired male and a blonde female, "but chaos is ensuing. There'll be time for
explanations later."
"Well, then. Someone's got PMS." Andrew accused.
"No, actually I'm normally this way. Now, if you'll excuse me?" Harmony
pushed past Andrew, meaning to go to the hell down below. It was obvious
that the 'pack' of vampires had already scored some points on the board.
There had to be at least thirty corpses laying on the ground, all drained.
Harmony's spirits dropped at this sight.
"Wait. Take this," Andrew pulled a sword out of its sheath and handed it to
Harmony, "you'll need it."
"I don't think I will, but thanks."
"Yeah, you can go all Xena-ish. Only, not, 'cause yeah." Andrew babbled.
"Whatever. Just, don't die. Other people need saving." Harmony departed,
going down to the battle that was developing down below.
"Hey, Slayer." A vampire suddenly came up from behind, grabbing her throat
ruthlessly. Harmony kicked the vampire in the shin, as hard as she could, not
being able to see, only knowing that he was behind her. The vampire buckled
over in pain. Harmony swiftly beheaded it. "That'll teach you for being a
cheap shot!" Harmony taunted the heap of dust. "Anyone else?" She staked
and beheaded her way through to where Spike was talking to the two other
vampires.
"So, who are your," Harmony looked the two other vampires over, "friends?
They better not try to kill me, 'cause I've got some of my best clothes on."
"This is Xander, my... brother, I guess. And this," Spike continued, gesturing
to Buffy, "is my sire. Buffy, in all her wicked devilish splendor."
"Hey, Slayer." Buffy greeted.
"Hey, babe. I'm gonna eat you up." Xander laughed at his own dumb joke.
"Get it? 'Cause, you know, eat, vampire?" Buffy slapped him. "Oh come on,
you know that doesn't hurt." Xander smiled, letting out the nerd within. Buffy
produced a deep growl from the back of her throat, getting angry with her
childe. Xander took the hint and shut up.
"Nice sword." Buffy complimented. Suddenly she saw Devon walk onto the
scene, only him, Spike, Buffy, Harmony, Xander, Andrew, and Wesley, who
was knocked unconscious, left.
"Devon!" Harmony whispered. Xander and Buffy turned on him, their demon
visages facing him. Spike stepped in, grabbing Xander by the scruff of his
neck, turning on his own game face.
"Get out of my face, Captain Peroxide!" Xander punched Spike, hard, in the
ribs, with Spike attempting to deliver a roundhouse kick to Xander's face.
"Boys, stop it." Buffy interrupted.
"Devon, run. Now!" Harmony shouted to Devon, to make sure he got the
hint. Devon ran past an alley, the very one Xander had eaten in earlier.
"You, run, or by the point of my stake, you shall be dust." Harmony
threatened, addressing the two vampires. They made a run for it; presumably
back to Ripper's lair. After that there was only Andrew, Wesley, Harmony,
and Spike left on the field. Harmony voiced what everyone else was thinking.
"We stopped it, didn't we, Wes?"
"Yes, Harmony, we did. And for a first time at facing vampires, other than
the dummy vamp, you did a superb job. I think I can let you go patrolling
now. I also think we need a meeting. All of us, including you two." Wesley
pointed to newcomer Andrew and vampire-with-a-soul Spike.
"Okay, Double U. Let's go." Harmony used the offending nickname again.
Wesley ignored it. Harmony, Spike, and Andrew followed Wesley to the
school grounds.
Back at school, everyone else, including teachers, had left. Wesley, Harmony,
Andrew, and Spike went to Wesley's room, those whom had not been there
yet followed Wesley and Harmony.
"Hey, Cordy." Harmony greeted, looking around the room. All the shades
had been pulled, and the only light was coming from five white candles that
formed a rough circle. Cordelia was positioned in the middle of the circle,
sitting cross-legged.
"Hey, Harm, Mr. Price. I did the protection spell, did you feel it?"
"No, but that kind of spell was not very strong, this being your first magical
experience and all." Wesley explained.
"So, you didn't trust me?" Cordelia angrily asked, a flame in her eyes.
"No, it's not like that at all Cordelia. It's just, well, for one thing, had I given
you a more powerful spell, it might have gone awry, and plus, it might have
been too powerful." Wesley clarified.
"Oh. Okay." Cordelia smiled her 'Cordelia-ish' smile. She obviously had had
one of her mood swings, perhaps a side effect of the magic.
"Wait, who's he," Cordelia asked, gesturing toward Andrew, "and who's the
blonde?"
"This," Harmony motioned to Andrew, "is Andrew. He saved my life.
Yayness."
"And this, is Blondie Bear, otherwise known as Spike." Harmony said.
"Blondie Bear?" Spike shared Wesley's dislike of his new nickname.
"Yes."
"Okay, enough with the flirting, Harmony." Wesley said.
"Jeez, Wes. You're such a party pooper." Harmony huffed.
"Anyway, Andrew, how did you know about vampires and how to kill
them?" Wesley asked, curious.
"Well, I'm a rogue demon hunter. Like Batman. Only, unfortunately, I don't
have a Batmobile." Andrew explained.
"Right. Why have you come to Sunnydale, if I may ask?"
"I came to Sunnydale 'cause I heard from an, err, accomplice of mine, that
the Harvest was going to take place tonight, and that there was a Slayer here.
I thought maybe I could hook up with you." Andrew enlightened.
"Oh." Wesley exclaimed.
"Sorry mates, but the sun's almost up. I'll be going back to my crypt now."
Spike exited.
"Spike, wait, you have a big gash in your chest. Let me clean it up. You can
come to my house." Harmony proposed.
"Fine, pet." Harmony and Spike walked out. Cordelia raised her left eyebrow.
"Okay, then..." Cordelia voiced what was in everyone's mind.
"Andrew, do you have a place to stay, by any chance?" Wesley asked,
ignoring the fact that Harmony had just invited a vampire into her home.
"No. I guess I didn't think of that." Andrew answered.
"You can stay in the spare bedroom at my house, I guess." Wesley sighed,
not quite trusting Spike or Andrew, but not wanting Andrew to sleep outside,
or anything like that.
"One sec, Wes. How old is Andrew?" Cordelia asked, talking as if Andrew
wasn't there.
"I'm fifteen, about the same age as some X-Men." Andrew said.
"Oh." Cordelia ignored the geeky comment, same as everyone else.
"Well, I'm going to go home now. My mom'll freak." Cordelia grabbed her
purse.
"At least you have a mom." Andrew brooded.
"Excuse me?" Cordelia inquired.
"Never mind."
"Let's go, Andrew." Wesley prompted, tiring quickly.
"Wait. Let me get my stuff." They all walked out the door, grabbing whatever
they needed, and Wesley, who had cleaned up the remnants while they were
talking, grabbed his bag. They walked out of the school, and just then, a
vampire leaped out of the bushes. "Well, well, well, look what we have here."
Andrew pulled out a stake from his back pocket and staked it. The vampire
heard three last words. "Bye vampire Magneto." No one said a word.
Andrew sauntered to his car, a 1978 Ford Mustang. Cordelia stared in shock.
How can anyone drive that... peice of junk?, she thought.
"Okay, we can go now." Andrew had a suitcase and a weapons chest in his
arms.
"Would you like me to carry something, Andrew?" Wesley offered. Andrew
gratefully accepted, handing him the suitcase. Cordelia waved goodbye and
strolled over to her pink colored car. On the license plate it read 'Queen C.'
Wesley and Andrew walked in silence to his car.