Hey everyone! Got this out right in time for my spring break. Sorry to the people that have been waiting on Curse of a hero but I promise it will be coming out sometime next week. Anywho, as you might have noticed this is chapter 3 of without honor or humanity and this is just Glory moving to New York!!
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Thanks Sweetooth for the review!! Glad you like it.
Hey Terriah! Nice to see you again and I pretty sure you're going to love this chapter.
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Sharmeen, glad to see you like my characters. I was getting frustrated when I would go through the L.J. smith section and not find one that has to do with a whole slayer idea and instead of me just waiting I decided to just create my own!
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Chapter 3
The Replacement
New York wasn't as loud and dirty like everyone said it was, thought Glory as she looked around, then again she did have a major buzz. A five hour plan trip of nothing but Champaign and then straight to the hotel mini bar kept Glory in a good mood through out the entire trip. She was scheduled to go to the Slayer headquarters, which was the second largest, but she figured they wouldn't mind too much if she was a tad bit late.
Her old watcher told her she would be meeting her new watcher before she boarded the plane. Glory smiled to herself as she remembered how her old watcher actually cried when Glory told her goodbye. It was like she was upset over it even though she had arranged everything.
Glory swayed slightly on the sidewalk, a bystander glanced at her nervously because she was standing so close to the street. He probably thinks I'm going to jump into oncoming traffic, she thought as she looked at him through the corner of her eye. He looked like a southern pastor, they were always easy to pick out and they had a goodness that usually surrounded them. Glory figured they could sense her too, a killer, well sort of. That's what the Order had always told her, "You're not killing people because they aren't people."
Glory never really was able to swallow that, it just seemed, unsettling. She had seen demons before, she has killed demons before but vampires weren't even close to them. True, they are descendants of demons; Maya had made sure of that when she changed herself into the first vampire. She had brought a Demon inside of her and its strain passed through the blood of her victims and thus Slayers were created to destroy them.
Even though Slayers were put on this earth to protect humanity, Glory didn't seem them as that big of a threat but there were the few who had the bad seed.
The light in front of Glory changed from a no walking sign to a green walking sign, the southern pastor still watched her and Glory just smiled. They crossed Time Square with a crowd of about three dozen, full of tourist speaking different languages and snapping pictures whenever they could. Glory watched them as they passed her, no matter where you went tourist would always be there, like cockroaches. A slight pang flashed through her drunken hart as she remembered New Orleans and her watcher, damn them, was all she thought.
Stepping onto the solid pavement Glory turned around and blew a soft kiss to the southern pastor, he paused a moment, confused at her behavior. Glory smiled back and waved then turned around and kept walking down her path. God, she loved confusing people; it was one of her simple pleasures in life. Glancing at the windows, Glory could faintly see her reflection in the glass, she looked tired. Stopping in front of a shoe window Glory stared at herself; her hair was blown about her shoulders and rested lightly on her long black jacket. Her skin was tired and to her horror old looking; no more drinking was all she thought. Pushing the reddish blonde strands of hair out of her face Glory turned from her reflection and walked slowly down the street. The buzz was slowly starting to melt away along with her excitement of this new place. It was sad; she was already tired of New York. Looking around Glory could easily spot dozens of vampires and shape shifters. The two races would give each other dirty looks as they passed each other and keep on walking as if the other's prescience didn't bother them. Glory chuckled as she witnessed this over and over again; smiling over their stupidity.
Walking past the crème de la crème stores of New York, Glory found herself in residential area and corporate offices. One stood out from the crowd, an old building of rich molding and Gryphon's lining the roof of the peaked building.
They were mythical creatures described as cruel and eager beast. The Gryphon had mastery of both land and sky, and was noble and majestic. Gryphons were said to kill serpents and basilisks, both embodiments of evil, thus protecting mankind. Fierce but solitary they prefer isolated areas, and live alone. Their trust is hard to earn, but once one has it, they are extremely loyal. Gryphons are not fearless, but they are very courageous. Perhaps most important of all, they are not foolish. They are very wise beings. They also mate for life. Once they have chosen a mate, they are forever faithful, and if the first mate dies, they will not take another. Glory always thought of them as the slayer's mascots in a way. They had all of the same characteristics of slayers.
Starring up at them Glory smiled, it was one of the few signs that showed her she was welcome. Walking up to the heavy wooden door, Glory pushed the small ornate button and waited for a response.
"May I help you?" said a crackling voice over the intercom. "I'm here to see Scott Frank," Glory said back into the speaker. Glory looked down as a small keyboard and a gel pad moved itself out from the wall. "Identification please," was all the person said back to her.
Glory typed in a code and then slid her left hand onto the gel pad and watched as a light scanned her hand. When it was done Glory removed her had and watched the device slide back into the wall. A noise attracted Glory's attention as she could hear heavy bolt being moved out of the door. Looking over, one of the doors softly clicked open.
Placing a shaky hand on it, Glory pushed it open and walked inside the entrance of the building; even though it was waning, the alcohol was still very present in her mind.
Inside was an old office setting with dark wood paneling the walls and ceiling. A woman sat at a desk in front of her. "Glory Marcellus?" the woman asked impatiently as she looked through her files.
"yes-s," Glory replied back, her words a little slurred. "You need to go down the hall and to the left, Mr. Scott will be waiting for you there," the woman said briskly as she started to type on the computer. Glory gave the woman and annoyed look and walked off into the direction she pointed to.
She could see a faint glow coming from underneath one of the oak doors and softly knocked on it. She heard someone mumble something from the inside but figured they said to come in. Pushing on the door gently, Glory was greeted with the sight of a youngish man sitting at his desk. He appeared to be in his forties and looked up at Glory hastily as she walked in.
"You must be Glory," he said as he stood up and shook her hand. Glory gave him a weak smile and sat down. "My name is Frank Scott, as you might have already known. I'm your new watcher."
"Yes," was all Glory said as she stared back at him. He seemed nice but she couldn't tell yet.
"Well we won't make it a secret why you're here; you were a pain in the ass to your watcher and to the New Orleans headquarters."
Glory was a little shocked but quickly recovered, "well I guess it's not a secret then," she said back smugly.
Mr. Scott eyed her, as if trying to brake through her mind and see what's inside. "I run a respected house here Glory. I won't have you and your wild antics disturbing the order here. Do you understand me?" he asked as he looked Glory in the eyes.
Glory squirmed under his gaze or from the alcohol but both combined made her swoon a little. "Yeah," she said weakly.
"Good, now we already have the paperwork's filled out; your watcher sent them last week. So you're free to go do whatever you do," he said as he rummaged through papers on his desk.
Glory sat there a little taken back from what he had just said. Her watcher had sent them to him a week ago; she had this whole thing in mind for awhile.
Glory stood up quickly and muttered a quiet goodbye as she walked out of the room and into the hallway. She could see other Watchers in their offices as she passed by and the occasional slayer. She greeted each one of them with a quick nod before she exited the building.
Outside Glory looked up and down the long street. Her watcher had just given her free reign over the city and whatever she was supposed to do but she couldn't think of one constructive thing. Glory sighed loudly and took a deep breath of air in but instantly caught a familiar scent. Raising her head up Glory sniffed the air above her like a wild animal, or better yet a gryphon. She could smell the faintest stench of a vampire near by and alcohol. Oh the glorious smell of alcohol, it was like the thirst that burned inside of you until it was quenched.
Turning her head towards the smell Glory caught a cab and made the driver take her back to downtown New York.
The city was more alive now than ever before and Glory could just hear the parties calling her name. She knew she was supposed to go patrolling for vamps but her new watcher told her to go do whatever she did. Oh, he had much to learn.
Paying the driver, Glory noticed for the first time that it was an old shape shifter, might as well kill two birds with one stone she thought as she leaned back in. The driver looked at her curiously as she gave him a suggestive look and leaned closer in but surprise then fear came over his face as he saw her pull out a six inch knife out of her jacket. The driver didn't even have time to scream before she ran it over his throat and watched as the skin tried to heal itself but was too mortally damage to do so. Glory leaned over him and took a dry spot on his jacket and cleaned her knife off on it.
"That'll do pig," she said as she leaned him forward on to the steering wheel and shut the door behind her. Glory placed her knife back into her jacket and walked away from the scene. She figured it would be discovered in about ten minutes with the crowds going around it.
Glory walked down the long sidewalks of New York, none of the club seemed subtle enough for her and was getting rather annoyed. A scream pierced the air at the moment and Glory turned back around as she watched a girl back away in horror from the cab she had just been in. That's why you take the sub way, she mentally thought to the girl who was now balling her eyes out as people were calling the cops on their cell phones. Glory smiled as she watched the chaos ensue. The girl that had discovered the body looked up at Glory, feeling her eyes on her. Glory stared back at the girl and then winked. The girl covered her hand over her mouth like she was about to scream but Glory shook her head no and gave her a menacing stare. The girl started crying harder and Glory turned her back from it all, laughing.
People are funny, she thought as she continued to walk down the sidewalk. She was really craving something to drink now but nothing was looking good to her. She passed about three more clubs until she cam across an all black building with red lettering. Glory smiled to herself as she instantly knew that it was a night world bar, they always decorate the same. Passing the long line of humans and vampires, Glory walked up to the security guard and waited for him to move the rope.
"Name?" he said as he looked her up and down.
"I'm with the Redferns," she said back with an innocent tone and batting her eyes.
The bouncer looked her down and reluctantly moved the velvet rope for her to enter. Dropping the Redfern name was always a sure bet to get into any club and Glory was dying to get in.
Walking in the entrance of the club she was immediately met with the dance floor. The Clubs in New York didn't have the same luxuries as the ones in New Orleans she noticed. Walking over to the crowded bar Glory pushed her way through until she had a seat of her own.
"Can I get you something to drink?" said a handsome bartender, no doubt a vampire.
"Vodka, straight," Glory replied as she turned in her chair to watch the dance floor.
She looked around the room and could see various night members walking about; on the second floor was nothing but private rooms with glass walls surrounding them. Glory could already tell there were some head ponchos of the Night World up there. Ancients, was what she guessed and much harder to kill, but why would they be at a bar?
One thing Glory knew about ancients were that they thought of themselves as god's gift to everything. They made themselves royal and never came to common places such as this.
"Here," said a man behind her. Glory turned around and took her vodka from the bartender and turned back around to watch what was going on just above the dance floor.
There were about ten people up there, half vampire's half shape shifters and they all seemed to be discussing something.
Sipping the vodka Glory watched them, but soon stopped caring with the new alcohol sweeping her senses. Downing what was in the rest of the drink, Glory slid off the stool and onto the dance floor. She snaked her way onto the dance floor and immediately started dancing with a vampire who was more than willing.
Caught up in her senses, Glory turned around and let her dance partner sweep his hands over her. She could barely see the door through her fuzzy vision and was slowly getting lost into the sea of liquor. The lights on the ceiling were bouncing furiously around her, lighting up people faces for a split second.
Leaning into her partner, Glory swooned slightly and opened her eyes to look across the dance floor and at that exact moment one of the strobe lights made contact with a face in the crowd; lighting it up just for her to see; In that split second glory had seen him; her night's conquest.
He had a head of reddish brown hair and some of the clearest green eyes she had ever seen. It seemed like he had pierced her with one gaze in that split second, taking her out of her drunken state. Pushing off of her dancing partner Glory made her way to where the redhead was standing.
"Hey where are you going?" said the guy she had been dancing with as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to face him.
Glory pushed him back but wasn't that successful with her blurred scenes. The vampire quickly recovered and grabbed her arm again, his eyes were silver but Glory just sent a mental blow to him. It knocked him backwards and caused him to go blind for about ten seconds, just long enough for her to stumble off the dance floor.
Glory made her way to where the man was standing. He looked like he was 25 and most defiantly a vampire. His eyes kept turning from silver to green, he was angry about something but Glory would easily fix that.
He was dressed up in a sharp suit all in black except for a very expensive silver tie. His face gave off a stone appearance, perfect in every way. His eyes dragged over the dance floor then up to the meeting room upstairs. He had three other guys in all black with him but set off in the back so they wouldn't be seen that much. He didn't even notice Glory until she was right next to him.
"Hi," she said in her sexiest slurred voice. The vampire looked own at her through the corner of his eye then back to the dance floor.
Well, thought Glory, he's going to play hard to get. "What's your name?" she asked as she slid her finger down his silver tie.
This time the vampire actually turned his head to look at her and he wasn't amused. "Get lost," he said harshly.
Glory removed her hand and gave him a cold look. "Fine," was all she said but right as she turned to go the club erupted into a huge explosion.
Glory was knocked to the ground as wood and metal went flying around her. It felt like someone had planted a huge bomb in the middle of the dance floor. Looking around Glory could see almost everyone that had been on the dance floor strewn about on the sides of the room. Standing up, Glory looked around but was knocked down as another explosion ripped through the club. Through the haze Glory could see Witches throwing fireballs towards anything that moved. The meeting room was now empty and the Ancients that had been up there were trying to fight there way out of the club with everyone else. Looking over Glory saw the vampire she had just been talking with still standing in his original spot, he was watching the Ancients making their way through the dance floor with a cruel smile on his face.
"Well, well what do we have here," he said as the Vampires and shape shifter got closer to him. They all stopped in their tracks and stared up at him; each one with a look of pure horror on their faces. The red headed Vampire was gone from his spot in an instant as he moved with his vampire speed to the dance floor snapping the necks of the ancients. The three men that had been with him were now doing the same to the rest of the group. The witches that had been previously throwing fireballs were now watching with a sick look of excitement on their faces.
Glory stayed on the floor as she watched the Vampires anarchy happen in front of her. She didn't know exactly what was going on but she knew she had to stay low; if she was discovered who knows what might happen and she wouldn't be able to defend herself against so many ancients.
A loud crackling of energy caught Glory's attention as the doors to the club suddenly burst open and about a dozen witches came running in. They started throwing blue orbs of electricity at the other witches and soon a full out battle happened. Glory covered her head with her hands as the orbs flew inches above her head, singeing her loose hair.
I need to get out of here, she realized. Looking around Glory saw an open spot on one of the walls that would lead her to an emergency exit. Pushing herself up Glory put her full strength into her back legs, like a cat about to pounce. She was off the floor before she knew it and was running for the door at full speed. When electrical orbs and what sounded like gun shots made her get back on the ground. Glory looked back and saw the vampire with guns firing at the witches with the blue orbs. They were dropping like flies but still were carrying a big punch; their orbs were knocking large gaping wholes into the sold walls and knocking the support beams completely off the ceiling and floors.
"Kill them!" screamed a man. Glory was surprised to see the red headed man shouting the orders as he fired a gun and dodged bullets not five feet away from her. Crap, Glory thought as she kept seeing how close the bullets were getting. I have one chance to get out of here and its now, she thought as she looked back at the exit door. Glory crouched up and then sprang for the door but was accidentally knocked side ways as the red headed man collided with her while he tried to dodge a bullet.
Falling to the ground, the vampire growled at Glory as she lay stunned on the floor. "Stupid vermin," she heard him say as he pushed himself up and continued firing. Glory pushed herself back up and crawled to the door but was grabbed by someone, yanking her to her feet. The brute strength caught Glory's attention as she was whirled around to face the dance floor like a shield. Looking sideways Glory could see the red headed mans face behind her as he continued firing, using her as a shield.
Wrenching around and faster than anyone could have seen, Glory grabbed the vampire's wrist and tried to throw him backwards but suddenly she couldn't see anything. Her vision slowly faded out and Glory realized she had probably gotten shot as she watched her vision go form being black to a pink haze instead. Great was all she thought as she waited for whatever was suppose to happen happen, but then she felt something in her mind, a presence almost.
"Hello," she muttered not sure of what was going on.
"What the," she heard a voice in her mind reply back.
To be continued….