Hey everybody! Nothing new with this chapter I just fixed a mistake that went against my story! I would really like to thank gg0, thank you so much for pointing out that little mistake, I wasn't thinking and I didn't catch it when I was editing it! So once again thank you so much for the review and I'll be posting the next chapter soon!!!
Chapter 2
The I in Team
The heavy dark wood interior of the room always gave off a dreary mood thought glory. She was sitting in a long room with an upper level that lined the ceiling. The floor length windows to the right of her were currently giving her a massive headache. She for some reason felt like she had a hang over but she didn't drink much last night, just about six shots of well she couldn't remember.
Leaning on the long wooden table Glory sighed out loud. She had been waiting on her damn watcher for the past fifteen minutes and was about to leave. She had to get up at 11:00 to get to this stupid meeting. Her watcher had told her that the Order was concerned over her behavior. Please, she thought. There only concerned about her making to much trouble and getting unwanted attention.
The Order didn't really care about their "precious" slayers; all they cared about was keeping the damn Night World in place. We were their muscle that they used without any real emotion. Glory couldn't complain too much though, she had no family and the Order had been supplying her with a steady income for the past eight years.
She had been an orphan in a horrible little place in Middle America. Glory always figured her parents had been teenagers that hadn't been smart enough to use protection so just dumped her off at the farthest orphanage they could find. She had to learn from an early age that standing up for herself and knowing how to fight was key; if you didn't you wouldn't last long. Then the Order showed up, well a woman in a very expensive suit showed up and took Glory with her to England. There Glory discovered a world full of surprises. She trained at the tender age of eleven and became a force to reckon with in both Night World and the Orders world.
The Order didn't realize all the trouble this one girl would cause them. Glory was the first to always throw a punch and would never quit until she was the last person standing and this caused a lot of problems. Glory could remember one time when she had been stationed in LA and had gone to a club slightly drunk and ended up burning down about three blocks of buildings. The Order had immediately relocated her to about five more locations each one having about the same effect.
Glory flicked the pen she had been playing with across the room where it hit the wall with a small thump. She looked at her watch hastily and then back at the door; the door she had been staring at for the past twenty minutes. She whished her precious watcher would show up. She was tired of waiting and as if listening to her thoughts the wooden door opened and in appeared a tall woman.
"Hello Glory," the woman said Cooley as she walked over to the other side of the long table and sat down.
Glory just stared back, her head resting on her hand with an are you kidding me look on her face.
The woman smiled and slid down a manila folder to Glory. Glory absently opened it up and was slightly surprised to see the face of the vampire she had been with two nights ago.
"Glory do you know who this is," she asked in a serious tone, her eyes piercing.
Glory looked down at the picture and searched her memory; she couldn't remember the guys name for the life of her, like she really cared anyway. "No sorry ma'am I do not," she said in a sarcastic voice as she shut the folder and stared back at her watcher.
Her watcher wasn't amused, "exactly glory, you don't know who he is because he is nobody. Glory I thought we discussed this already! You need to stop killing these small town vampires and go after the ones that really count. You're a slayer, we can get anybody to kill these boys but we need you to get the old ones, the ones that are much harder to kill and do more damage."
Glory yawned and stared back at her watcher, she had been the closest thing to a mother that Glory ever had but even that didn't make them get along. They had butted heads on almost every issue that was brought up resulting in not the best relationship they could have.
"Glory are you even listening to me," she asked as she leaned into her hands and rubbed her eyes?
"Yeah I'm listening," Glory responded, "so what do you want me to do then?"
"I want you to start listening and respecting what I have to say," her watcher nearly yelled
"I do listen to you," Glory exclaimed as she sat back into her chair.
"Like you've been listening to me Glory? Like when I told you to go out patrolling and find out where that Redfern was staying and instead you go kill a few vampire in an ally on might I add a very popular street? Then you went back to that vampire's place and did god knows what with him, you don't listen to me Glory and you never have," she shouted as she sat back down, exhausted after her outburst.
Glory sat back in her chair just staring at her watcher, "your only angry because it makes you look bad, that's the only reason you care," she said back in an almost whisper.
Her watcher froze and just stared at Glory, "I'm sorry if that's what you think but we can't keep doing this," she said as she started gathering her folders back together. "I'm transferring you to New York next week and you're going to be assigned to a new watcher, I won't follow you there. You're going to have to learn Glory, your just going to have to learn."
Glory instantly looked up with shock written on her face. "What," she said as she leaned forward on the table.
"Glory you heard me, you and I were just not meant to work together and I can't keep doing this."
Glory stared at her watcher her hurt of being rejected slowly faded to anger. "Fine then," was all she said.
Her watcher placed her folders into her small suitcase and walked to the door. "I'm sorry Glory but this needs to happen, how about tonight you take a brake from it all and actually enjoy the cites of this city on your last day."
Glory didn't respond or acknowledge what her watcher had just said.
Her watcher stared at her and then slowly opened the door and walked out.
Glory looked at the shut door and still couldn't believe what had just happened. Her watcher of eight years just kicked her out of her life and it hurt.
Standing up Glory grabbed her long black coat from the coat rack and walked into the hallway. The headquarters in New Orleans wasn't that big so she didn't have to walk through a myriad of hallways to get out. She didn't feel like stopping and talking to anyone anyways. In about ten minutes Glory was sure that it would spread like a wildfire and everyone would know that her watcher just dumped her.
It was something that was very uncommon in the slayer world. Slayers would only get new watchers when either they were killed or, what had just happened and very rare, couldn't get along. Other than those two Slayers and watchers always stayed together, they were matched together through a whole selection progress before the birth of the slayer or right after it.
Glory stared at her feet letting them lead her through the familiar hallways. She felt very hurt but mostly angry and she really needed a drink even thought it was only eleven in the morning. Walking out of the building Glory turned and took one last at the New Orleans headquarters. It looked like and old French style building. It was beautiful and Glory realized how she had always taken it for granted, she had taken everything for granted. Turning back around slowly Glory walked to the street and down the sidewalk, kicking rocks with her boots. She was tired and wanted something but she didn't know, it was like that itch that never went away.
A steady thumping caught Glory's attention causing her too look over at an old mansion away from the street, Glory recognized it easily. It was a famous 24 hour club, owned by the Night World; the Order had been trying to shut it down for awhile without it looking like they were behind it. Anytime the Night World found out slayers were in the same town they were in they cleared out as fast as they could.
Glory stared at the entrance of the compound, their was a line outside of people dressed up in barely there outfits. Most of them were humans and some were vampires. Glory looked down the street she was on and saw a baron boring street then looked back at the mansion and then a smile crept up her face.
Walking up, many people glared when she walked right passed the line and to the door. The bouncer stared at her and Glory smiled and produced a card, the same one she had shown the other bouncer at the other club. The bouncer smiled and moved the velvet rope for her.
"Welcome," was all he said as he stepped inside and pushed the door open for her. Glory walked coldly by him and into the club. She took off her coat and handed it the coat boy beside her and walked into the darkened club. A steady beat made its way to Glory's ear and Glory could already feeling her self loosen up. Walking into the dance floor she started playing the same game she played at the last club she was at, the same game she played every night and like always already had a few admirers. It was always easy to lose herself in the bodies and the music, maybe that's why she escaped every night like this, just to lose herself.
Glory danced side to side not really caring about her surroundings until she spotted a face staring at her. It was a vampire, a beautiful vampire and Glory instantly knew she found her fun for tonight. She teasingly walked up to him, rubbing her body on other dancers as she passed but never removing her eyes off of him. The vampire had a small smile on his face when she finally reached him.
Glory didn't waste time and immediately started dancing, rubbing herself against him. The vampire grabbed her waist and responded to her moves. Glory smiled up at him as he stared down at her. "What's your name cowboy," she asked teasingly. "Fox, and yours," he asked back.
"You can call me Ashley," she responded back.
"Ashley," he repeated as if rolling it over his tongue. Glory smiled and pressed herself against him even more. The danced like that for about twenty minutes and without even realizing the vampire had led Glory to a side wall of the club. He pushed her up against it and lowered his mouth to hers. Glory responded quickly both pushing their bodies together. He was a good kisser she had to admit but Glory kept getting distracted with everything around her. She was still deeply hurt over what had happened earlier and it wouldn't leave her mind. The music, the people, the vampire kissing her all collided into one colossal emotion almost knocking the breath out of Glory. Pushing against him Glory muttered, "move."
"You're getting shy now," he muttered back as he tried kissing her again.
"I said move," Glory repeated instantly getting angry.
The vampire grabbed her hand that was currently on his chest and pushed it down on the wall with his vampire strength, "you're not going anywhere," he said as he looked down at her, his eyes silver now.
Glory looked down at her hand then at the vampire in front of her, her anger instantly taking over her senses. "You shouldn't have done that," was all she said before she jerked her hand out of his grasp and threw him across the room with both of her hands. People shrieked when he landed, no one had seen where he came from just saw him land in the middle of the dance floor.
Glory watched as nearby vampires ran up to him and tried to figure out what happened. The vampire weakly pointed to Glory and all the vampires instantly looked up at her. Glory smiled at them and did a slight wave then slowly walked over to the bar and grabbed a bottle of tequila and threw it on the floor. The glass made a tremendous crashing noise and almost everyone in the club turned and stared at her. Turning around Glory grabbed some bystander's cigarette from their mouth and threw it in the puddle causing a fire to erupt instantly.
People started screaming as the fire instantly started eating its way through the dance floor. Glory watched as people started running and the vampires stared at her, in shock of what she had just done. Turning her back to them, Glory walked to the main entrance and pushed her way to the coat room. She calmly asked for her jacket as the club burned behind her, the coat boy in shock handed it to her then jumped over the booth and ran out the door to outside. Glory slowly put it on and fixed her hair in the mirror across from her. People in the entrance were tripping over each other and Glory calmly climbed over them and to outside, only turning around to grab a human from the mess and pull her to the safety outside.
The girl, coughing, looked up at her in shock, "who are you," she asked confused?
Glory stared down at the girl and just smiled, "I'm nobody," and then walked back to the street and went home and packed for New York.