A/N thanks to those who reviewed, now to answer some of your questions. To Abuhin yes I got that fight scene from the first blade movie.
To Death Dealer I don't think if I update more often people would care either way. If they don't want to review my work I can't make them, but I'm glad that you and the few other's like them.
To dogbertcarroll think of it this way, if holy water burns vampires what do you think would happen if it was exposed directly to the heart. Also I was going to explain what super coating meant in another chapter but I couldn't work it into the story. Basically what happened is Sheila's husband made a sort of holy water based paste and he had it burned into the crevices of the sword.
To eckles It's going to be awhile before Xander get's back to SunnyD, but stick around and see what happens. And thanks to SHAWN PROVONCHA
Also I don't knowmuch about Jamaica and it's history, so take this chapter as is.
Chapter 10
Sheila's Origin
"Mr. Zabuto!" Kendra shouted as she ran into the house and slammed the door. After a second Mr. Zabuto ran out of the backroom with a cup of tea in hand.
"My word child, what's the matter?" Zabuto asked. Then Kendra told him all about what happened tonight. Including her suspicion that Xander was the masked vigilanty that was killing all of the vampires.
Zabuto looked at her dumbfounded for a minute until she described the mask that he was wearing. Dropping the cup of tea that he had in his hand, he ran to a group of old tomes on his coffee table. Flipping through a couple of pages he suddenly stops and stares at a picture on a page.
Gathering up the book he quickly shows it to Kendra.
"Is this the person you saw tonight?" Zabuto asked. Kendra looked at the picture and her eyes went wide. It was the picture of the figure that she saw earlier, but the bottom of the description of him said that the portrait of him was taken back in 1728.
"Yes sir, dat's who I saw tonight." Kendra confirmed. "Who is he?" she asked.
"His name is The Hunter." Zabuto said as he fell deeply onto his couch. "And if this is indeed your friend then he is in grave danger."
"What's going to happen to Xander?" Kendra asked as she sat down beside him. Zabuto calmed himself as he began to explain all of what he knew of The Hunter.
"If we don't get to your friend in time then I fear the worst." Zabuto stated. "Do you know where he's staying?"
"No sir." Kendra said, worry evident in her voice. "But he's staying with a woman named Miss Monroe." Zabuto's eyes went even wider with this revelation.
"Was her first name Sheila ?"
Kendra nodded.
"Good Lord." was all Zabuto could say.
Mercury kneels down on her knees with her head bowed, as she explains what happened in the club. The figure she's talking to is obscured by the shadows.
"And this man you saw did he have a mask on with three red streaks?" the figure asked in a dark gravely voice.
"Yes, Lord Daihawk." Mercury said with her head still bowed. "I also managed to get a blood sample." she said as she raised her bloodied hand. Daihawk leaned down some and smelled then licked at the blood on her hand. All the while staying in the shadows.
"It seems that The Hunter is back." he says as he leans into the light. He seems to be a white male, maybe in his early thirties, with long raven hair; that's tied up in a pony tail. But his shadow told a different story. His shadow was that of a large demon with large horns sticking out of it's head.
"I should be able to track him now that I have some of his blood. Now go forth and gather up some demons, I want him killed immediately." Daihawk ordered. With her order's given, Mercury scampers away.
"I see I'll have the pleasure of killing you again." Daihawk mutters to himself as he leans back into the darkness.
The next morning
The sun was up high as Xander woke up feeling tired and very unrested. Without opening his eyes he tries to rise from the bed, but he feels weight on his arm. Forcing his eyes open he see's some black hair. As his eyes focused even more he saw that it was Dierdre.
With a smile on his face, he shook her gently. She began to stir and then her eyes popped open. Letting out a little yawn, she looks over at Xander and smiles.
"Hi." she said simply as she sat up.
"Hi." Xander said back with an amused expression on his face. "What are you doing in here?" he asked. Dierdre just looked at him in confusion.
"You told me I could sleep in de bed with you last night." It was Xander's turn to look at her in confusion. As he tried to think about last night it was as if a cloud of mist formed over his memories.
"Well okay." Xander said as he got out of bed. "Let's go downstairs and get something to eat. I still have..." he looked over at his alarm clock. "another hour before I have to get to school."
Getting out of bed herself, they both walk out of his bedroom. After he took a quick shower and put on some fresh clothes he meets Dierdreout in the hallway. As they walk down the hallway, Xander picks up Dierdre and starts to tickle her unmercilessly. Her laughter fills the house all the way until they reach the living room. Both of there smiles gone, they look down at the unconcious form of Sheila.
"Oh my God, Sheila!" Xander shouts as he put's Dierdre down and runs to Sheila's side. Quickly checking her pulse, he thanks God when he hears the steady rhythm of her heart beat.
"Dierdre go in the kitchen and get some water!" Xander shouted. Dierdre did as she was told and dissappeared into the kitchen. Once she was gone Xander finally was able to rouse her.
"Sheila what happened?" Xander asked as her eyes fluttered open. Sheila looked up at Xander and broke down crying.
"I'm sorry Xander, I'm so sorry!" she cried. Xander just looked at her in confusion as he helped her to her feet.
"Sorry about what?" Xander asked as he sat her down on the couch. Before she could answer Dierdre appeared with the glass of water.
"Tank you Dierdre." she said as she excepted the water. "Please go in de kitchen and fix somethin' to eat for yourself."
"I hope you feel better Miss Monroe." Dierdre said as she walked in the kitchen. Then Sheila's attention was then focused solely on Xander, who was sitting next to her on the couch. Putting the glass of water down she began to explain herself.
"I need to tell you de whole truth about me self." Sheila began timidly. "And den I'll tell you about last night."
"Okay." Xander said with a worried expression on his face. What the hell is this leading up too? he silently asked himself.
"I'm...I'm an Immortal." Sheila stammered out.
"A what?" Xander asked.
Sheila let out a sigh as she began to tell him the story.
Jamaica 1673
A 25 year old woman sits on the ground crying over the bloody dead body of her little brother. He was accused of stealing money from the govenor of the island. Without even giving him a trial they took him and beat him to death.
"Get away from that body, bitch!" the governor growled as he roughly grabbed the woman by the arm.
"No!" she shouted back as she jerked her arm free. The governor was so outraged by her act of defiance, that he drew his hand back striking her in the face. The force of the blow sent her sprawling to the ground.
"I want you to lynch that bitch!" he growled to his son and to his security guards. His security guards grab the woman and head toward a nearby tree.
"Father no!" his son cried.
"Quiet boy. This little love affair you've had with this bitch is over!" he said as he grabbed a whip.
"Now hit her." he said as he handed the whip over to his son.
"Father please." his son begged.
"Do it now boy!" he yelled in frustration.
"Sheila I'm sorry." he said as the guards leaned her up against a tree, exposing her back. Sheila cried out in pain as he struck her in the lower back with the whip. (That's who she got that mark from on her lower back.)
"That's all I wanted to see boy." his father said with a smile as he took the whip from him.
"Alright boys string her up." he said to the guards. Putting the rope around her neck they strung her up in the tree. The snap of her neck was the last thing she heard.
An hour later Sheila's eyes snapped open. She was still hanging in the tree, swinging back and forth. Using the momentum of her swing, she pushes off the base of the tree and takes the rope off of her neck.
On wobbly legs she lurches forward and falls to her knees. As the wave of nausea subsides she stands again and stops cold. Because there in front of her was a body burned at the stake. As she looked at the charred body she see's a locket around his neck. Falling to her knees once again she starts to cry, because she was looking at the burned body of her brother.
"So the little girl on that island was you?" Xander asked.
"Yes." Sheila nodded.
"Then why didn't this hunter guy help out? Where was he?"
"After a few years of him staying on de Island, he left to hunt other beasts." Sheila said. "You seem to be taking dis rather well." Sheila stated.
Xander just shrugged. "Hey I've heard wierder things in my life." Xander said. Then he thought about how true that statement was a sighed.
"Now tell me about what happened last night." Xander said. He noticed that she had that guilty look in her eyes and then she told him what happened.
"WHAT!" Xander exploded. Before Sheila could say anything to defend her actions Dierdre ran into the room.
"What's going on?" she asked looking between Xander and Sheila.
"Nothing sweetie." Xander said calming down for Dierdre's sake. "We were just talking real loud."
"Please don't shout like dat." she said with a pout.
"No more shouting." Xander promised as he leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "Could you do me a favor?" Xander asked. At her nod he continued. "It's time for me to go to school, so could you go up to my room and get my backpack?"
With a smile on her face she raced up the stairs. Xander watched her retreating form with a smile on his face that turned into a scowl.
"If you do anything to hurt her while I'm gone, I'll dedicate the rest of my life to hunting you down." Xander stated coldly. Sheila just looked at him wide eyed.
"Xander I would never hurt..." But she was cut off as Xander kept talking.
"I loved you, do you know that?" Xander asked. "I told you things about myself, that I haven't even told my best friend. How could you do something like that to me? I thought you loved me too?"
"I'm sorry Xander, I do love you." Sheila said as she tried to caress Xander's cheek. He flinched back from her touch and stepped back.
"Don't touch me!" Xander shouted with tears threatning to fall from his eyes. Just then Dierdre showed up with his backpack.
"Thanks little D." Xander said as he grabbed his backpack. "I'll see you later on today." he replied as he ran from the house, all the while ignoring Sheila calling out to him.
Be prepared for a special guest star in the next chapter. And you get to read a little fight scene between Sheila and this guest star.
TBC...
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