Chapter 2
Maria "Scout" Hernandez was standing on her corner waiting for some guy to come by so she could do her thing. She didn't like turning tricks, but she had to feed her son. She was fifteen with a sixth grade education and a one year old son, she wasn't even old enough to work at McDonalds and if she didn't have half on the rent she would be on the streets.
Her ex- boyfriend's mother would have long ago put her out on the street if she didn't help with the rent and she would have kept D'Angelo . Scout couldn't lose her son, she loved that baby so she stood on the corner freezing her ass off waiting for some one to pick her up.
She hadn't been waiting long when she saw a tall guy with longish brown hair walking down the street, "Hey wanna get laid," She called. He looked at her confused, "What?" He asked crossing the street. She looked at him really looked at him. He seemed like a nice guy and he was cute too. Cute guys made her job just a bit easier than the ugly ones. Nice guys were also a plus, they paid and they didn't try to beat her up afterward.
The operative word was definitely try because not many men could take on a Slayer. Scout was chosen like the rest of them when the spell was cast. She had done the whole training thing for a while but she missed D'Angelo. She was the only Slayer who had a son to take care of.
She sensed someone behind her. She turned slightly to see a man dressed in all black with a crossbow aiming to shoot her new trick. Before the arrow left the crossbow she was acting on instinct leaping in the air and tackling her new trick to the ground. She felt the arrow pierce her skin through the leather jacket she was wearing but it didn't hurt as much as she thought. She looked into his green eyes for a moment before getting up.
She got off the guy and got up into fighting stance just in time to see the attacker disappear in a swirl of black and blue. She turned to help the guy up, "It's okay, demon guy's gone, you might want to get out of here. Neighborhood's not safe this time of night." She said. He looked at her confused. She realized then that she'd said the d' word.
"Demon? You know about demons?" Chris asked. "Yeah. You seem to too." She said. "What are you?" He asked giving her another once over trying to figure out what she was. "I'm a Vampire Slayer / prostitute and you?" She asked with a smirk. "You're hurt." He said. "Yeah this damn thing hurts like a bitch." She said yanking the arrow out of her arm. Chris winced looking at it. She seemed unfazed.
"You're a Vampire Slayer?" He asked. "Did I stutter?" She asked. "No. It's just I've never met a Slayer before." Chris said in awe. "Goblins, fairies, unicorns, elves, yeah but I've never met a Slayer." He said. She frowned at him. "You know about Slayers?" She asked raising one of her dark brows.
"Yeah. I think we better get out of here before he comes back." Chris said. "You didn't answer my question." She said. "I'm a Whitelighter what you just saw was a Darklighter he was trying to kill me can we please get out of here?" Chris asked. "Yeah sure whatever." She said. "Are we going to the Motel 6 'cause I've been barred from there." She said.
"No. We're going back to my place." He said. "Is it far from here?" She asked looking down at her clunky black knee boots with the huge heel. "Most of my regulars have cars." She said. "We're not walking." He said grabbing her hand and orbing them away.