Chapter Five- Gutter Ballet
A soft chuckle past her lips, "Great, this will be... fun." And a dangerous grin spread a crossed her deep rose red lips. I had to laugh, she was like a kindred spirit, and yes, it would indeed be fun to play the executioner.
The day passed slowly to dusk, and as we began to make our disguises, I smiled in the mirror as my magic transformed me from the vampire king to the human man Lori had advised me to look.
I resembled my formerly human self, but I wore black leather boots, trousers, leather jacket, and a long sleeve button up purple shirt. So much black, the color of mourning, strange, I pondered, how a single color can match your emotions- the nearly starless night of hope that I would save my world. But, I trumped as I gazed into the light of that single star, I would leave that monster to think about that as Raziel devours its soul.
I turned away from that mirror and my thoughts, I would need something to cover up that horrid sent or this will be over before it's even begun. And so I searched through her kitchen. Nothing here would help, or should I say, nothing I would care to have on my face. I called out for her advice and she came carrying something, I read the inscription "Secret- Baby Powder Fresh"
"Rub that under your nose." I tested its sent, and then I glared at her. "Or you can hurl when we get there- the choice is yours." And people believe me to be heartless.
So I sighed in defeat and applied the feminine sent heavily under my nose.
I sat, waiting for her. It was true I was beginning to grow impatient- tapping my finger nervously. But the waiting, I found, was well worth it- the woman returned a queen.
"By the heavens... you're gorgeous."
She smiled a slight blush and returned with a soft embrace. Her touch fueled me with the fire of life, what was this I was feeling?
We rode in her motor carriage to that infernal place. As we walked arm and arm I chuckled as I remembered a phrase I had heard on a resent hunt when I had fought and destroyed a troupe of would-be, and strangely all girl, monster hunters- "It's time to open up a can of whoop ass on ya sucka."
We passed the door without event and found ourselves in a low-lit place sounding with loud music. My eyes scanned the dance and found myself less than surprised as my glance fell on the bleached blond "vampire" I had faced earlier.
Pointing him out to her, Lori seemed strangely unmoved by his presence here, almost as if she had met this "vampire" before. I chased that thought from my mind and stole closer to him- we will continue the conversation we had earlier.
"You. Tell me, what are you known by?"
"Bugger of, mate, I'm not gay."
This one, I struggled for words, I hated. And worse I had to force myself not to tear out his throat and make him tell me everything I wanted to know. "Very well, but I'm new here that's why I wanted to know."
He looked at me with a frustrated expression "Spike."
"I was hired in..." I scanned the room for help and came upon one. "Human resources. I have not yet met the boss, could you be so kind as to point him out to me?"
"If it will get you to go away. Angel's over there." He pointed a crossed the room to a tall dark haired man wearing dark clothing. The fool, I chuckled as I thought of Spike, he had just marked his master for death.
The man, Angel, stood alone drinking a vermilion substance I knew quite well, blood. "Excuse me, do I address the man known as Angel?"
He looked at me in his eyes I knew that this one knew pain. "You do. And you are?"
"Turel, the name's Turel." Up close, he was not at all the sort of man I imagined to be the cause of my imprisonment. I thought, perhaps, that there was more to this than Wolfram and Hart. I smiled. "You're friend Spike seems to be a very charming and personable man."
He returned with a laugh, "Believe me if I could get him to go away, I would."
"You look like someone that would rather be out there fighting the good fight." I fished.
"Well, parties aren't exactly my idea of fun."
I laughed. "I know how you feel." Lori had come to me with an offer to dance. "Excuse me, may we continue our conversation a little later."
"Yeah, that would be fine. I'm forced to be here all night."
As we walked to the dance floor, a ballad played. She held me close as I told her my thoughts on Angel... and my hatred of Spike. We danced toward a wall where I quickly scribed a note- I would take a chance on a new ally.
The song had ended, and I pushed myself through the maze of humans, demons, and 'vampires'. He was alone, as before, the perfect chance for the truth.
"Turel, how'd the dance go?"
"Very well. I have a note for you."
He read it. "I am Kain." He looked at me with inquisitive eyes.
"Spike told me you were coming for me. He made it sound like you wanted to kill me."
"I changed my mind. I hope, for your sake that you don't make me regret it."
"What does that mean?"
"Someone summoned me to this world, now I am unable to return home."
"Why did you think I had something to do with it?"
"This place is warded against my kind. Also, the more I learned about this 'law firm' the more I believed the fault to be yours."
"I can see how you could make that mistake, I certainly would. But it wasn't me that much I know. If it did happen to be someone from this law firm I will find them, and when I do feel free to deal with them as you see fit."
"I will. Good night." And I turned and left him there, I found Lori and we left that place. The drive home was uneventful, but as she parked the motor carriage and got out a large group of girls, one carrying a crystal orb, called out "That's the one!"
"Get behind me!" I yelled as I took my true form and drew the Reaver. "Vae Victus!" Then I charged.
The Reaver drank deep of their souls, as heads and limbs cloven from their bodies rounded through the air and intestines spilled and gathered at their feet. Some screamed and fell wallowing in a pool of their own blood, and others died instantly.
In the end of the massacre one was left. She covered in her fallen allies' blood and tissue fell to her knees trembling and begging for mercy.
"Who are you, what do you call yourselves?"
"Buffy, we are... were vampire slayers."
"I suggest you find a new profession. Tell me, why have you been hunting me?"
"We, we were told to... Then you killed the others so I came with a larger group. I've never lost..."
"There is a first time for everything when I'm involved. Now I have an errand for you. You will return to your master and you will tell him or her, that there will be more deaths if you do not cease hunting this woman or me. Am I understood?"
"Yes... yes you are."
"Good then go. Be sure that I don't see you a second time, I will not be as forgiving." I watched as she ran into the night. Looking out at the carnage, I sighed at the waste, and wondered who would inspire them to challenge me.
The girls here had they been under my care could have been raised to be truly great warriors. Each would have known the love of a general who cares for each warrior, not one who sits and blithely sends his warriors to their deaths while he sips his tea. He's no better than Moebius.
Then I remembered Lori, she wasn't used to such a scene, and I turned and found her trembling, tears streaming down her face. Holding her, she buried her face into my chest and wept.
As I held her, I knew it would take a lot of magic to clean up this scene of waste.
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(Two Days Later)
"Angel, we've been tracking and gathering information on Kain like you told us too."
He looked at the young man with eyes that demanded to get to the point. "Well, he's incredibly powerful. He single handedly slaughtered two groups of vampire slayers, the first numbering 13 women, the second 37."
"What? That's impossible!"
"No, it's true. And... the leader of the second group was Buffy..."
*Cute chapter, huh? I always thought it was annoying when people write a story with Buffy killing Kain, I always think "Yeah right that would happen!" But then again people also think Kain's green. Only time he is, is in Blood Omen one, other games he's clearly not. Love your reviews; some of them are really funny. By the way- I have a super twist that will make all of you say, "Whoa, that's a super twist!" Also, A Dieing World's next chapter is coming along as well as A Queen's Memoirs, so be sure to check that out! Thanks everyone, it's five in the morning and my bed is looking really good right now. So I think I'll go and spend sometime with it. *
A soft chuckle past her lips, "Great, this will be... fun." And a dangerous grin spread a crossed her deep rose red lips. I had to laugh, she was like a kindred spirit, and yes, it would indeed be fun to play the executioner.
The day passed slowly to dusk, and as we began to make our disguises, I smiled in the mirror as my magic transformed me from the vampire king to the human man Lori had advised me to look.
I resembled my formerly human self, but I wore black leather boots, trousers, leather jacket, and a long sleeve button up purple shirt. So much black, the color of mourning, strange, I pondered, how a single color can match your emotions- the nearly starless night of hope that I would save my world. But, I trumped as I gazed into the light of that single star, I would leave that monster to think about that as Raziel devours its soul.
I turned away from that mirror and my thoughts, I would need something to cover up that horrid sent or this will be over before it's even begun. And so I searched through her kitchen. Nothing here would help, or should I say, nothing I would care to have on my face. I called out for her advice and she came carrying something, I read the inscription "Secret- Baby Powder Fresh"
"Rub that under your nose." I tested its sent, and then I glared at her. "Or you can hurl when we get there- the choice is yours." And people believe me to be heartless.
So I sighed in defeat and applied the feminine sent heavily under my nose.
I sat, waiting for her. It was true I was beginning to grow impatient- tapping my finger nervously. But the waiting, I found, was well worth it- the woman returned a queen.
"By the heavens... you're gorgeous."
She smiled a slight blush and returned with a soft embrace. Her touch fueled me with the fire of life, what was this I was feeling?
We rode in her motor carriage to that infernal place. As we walked arm and arm I chuckled as I remembered a phrase I had heard on a resent hunt when I had fought and destroyed a troupe of would-be, and strangely all girl, monster hunters- "It's time to open up a can of whoop ass on ya sucka."
We passed the door without event and found ourselves in a low-lit place sounding with loud music. My eyes scanned the dance and found myself less than surprised as my glance fell on the bleached blond "vampire" I had faced earlier.
Pointing him out to her, Lori seemed strangely unmoved by his presence here, almost as if she had met this "vampire" before. I chased that thought from my mind and stole closer to him- we will continue the conversation we had earlier.
"You. Tell me, what are you known by?"
"Bugger of, mate, I'm not gay."
This one, I struggled for words, I hated. And worse I had to force myself not to tear out his throat and make him tell me everything I wanted to know. "Very well, but I'm new here that's why I wanted to know."
He looked at me with a frustrated expression "Spike."
"I was hired in..." I scanned the room for help and came upon one. "Human resources. I have not yet met the boss, could you be so kind as to point him out to me?"
"If it will get you to go away. Angel's over there." He pointed a crossed the room to a tall dark haired man wearing dark clothing. The fool, I chuckled as I thought of Spike, he had just marked his master for death.
The man, Angel, stood alone drinking a vermilion substance I knew quite well, blood. "Excuse me, do I address the man known as Angel?"
He looked at me in his eyes I knew that this one knew pain. "You do. And you are?"
"Turel, the name's Turel." Up close, he was not at all the sort of man I imagined to be the cause of my imprisonment. I thought, perhaps, that there was more to this than Wolfram and Hart. I smiled. "You're friend Spike seems to be a very charming and personable man."
He returned with a laugh, "Believe me if I could get him to go away, I would."
"You look like someone that would rather be out there fighting the good fight." I fished.
"Well, parties aren't exactly my idea of fun."
I laughed. "I know how you feel." Lori had come to me with an offer to dance. "Excuse me, may we continue our conversation a little later."
"Yeah, that would be fine. I'm forced to be here all night."
As we walked to the dance floor, a ballad played. She held me close as I told her my thoughts on Angel... and my hatred of Spike. We danced toward a wall where I quickly scribed a note- I would take a chance on a new ally.
The song had ended, and I pushed myself through the maze of humans, demons, and 'vampires'. He was alone, as before, the perfect chance for the truth.
"Turel, how'd the dance go?"
"Very well. I have a note for you."
He read it. "I am Kain." He looked at me with inquisitive eyes.
"Spike told me you were coming for me. He made it sound like you wanted to kill me."
"I changed my mind. I hope, for your sake that you don't make me regret it."
"What does that mean?"
"Someone summoned me to this world, now I am unable to return home."
"Why did you think I had something to do with it?"
"This place is warded against my kind. Also, the more I learned about this 'law firm' the more I believed the fault to be yours."
"I can see how you could make that mistake, I certainly would. But it wasn't me that much I know. If it did happen to be someone from this law firm I will find them, and when I do feel free to deal with them as you see fit."
"I will. Good night." And I turned and left him there, I found Lori and we left that place. The drive home was uneventful, but as she parked the motor carriage and got out a large group of girls, one carrying a crystal orb, called out "That's the one!"
"Get behind me!" I yelled as I took my true form and drew the Reaver. "Vae Victus!" Then I charged.
The Reaver drank deep of their souls, as heads and limbs cloven from their bodies rounded through the air and intestines spilled and gathered at their feet. Some screamed and fell wallowing in a pool of their own blood, and others died instantly.
In the end of the massacre one was left. She covered in her fallen allies' blood and tissue fell to her knees trembling and begging for mercy.
"Who are you, what do you call yourselves?"
"Buffy, we are... were vampire slayers."
"I suggest you find a new profession. Tell me, why have you been hunting me?"
"We, we were told to... Then you killed the others so I came with a larger group. I've never lost..."
"There is a first time for everything when I'm involved. Now I have an errand for you. You will return to your master and you will tell him or her, that there will be more deaths if you do not cease hunting this woman or me. Am I understood?"
"Yes... yes you are."
"Good then go. Be sure that I don't see you a second time, I will not be as forgiving." I watched as she ran into the night. Looking out at the carnage, I sighed at the waste, and wondered who would inspire them to challenge me.
The girls here had they been under my care could have been raised to be truly great warriors. Each would have known the love of a general who cares for each warrior, not one who sits and blithely sends his warriors to their deaths while he sips his tea. He's no better than Moebius.
Then I remembered Lori, she wasn't used to such a scene, and I turned and found her trembling, tears streaming down her face. Holding her, she buried her face into my chest and wept.
As I held her, I knew it would take a lot of magic to clean up this scene of waste.
**********************************
(Two Days Later)
"Angel, we've been tracking and gathering information on Kain like you told us too."
He looked at the young man with eyes that demanded to get to the point. "Well, he's incredibly powerful. He single handedly slaughtered two groups of vampire slayers, the first numbering 13 women, the second 37."
"What? That's impossible!"
"No, it's true. And... the leader of the second group was Buffy..."
*Cute chapter, huh? I always thought it was annoying when people write a story with Buffy killing Kain, I always think "Yeah right that would happen!" But then again people also think Kain's green. Only time he is, is in Blood Omen one, other games he's clearly not. Love your reviews; some of them are really funny. By the way- I have a super twist that will make all of you say, "Whoa, that's a super twist!" Also, A Dieing World's next chapter is coming along as well as A Queen's Memoirs, so be sure to check that out! Thanks everyone, it's five in the morning and my bed is looking really good right now. So I think I'll go and spend sometime with it. *