Chapter One – A call from home
Slasher POV
Ah was walkin' through the streets of Nottingham England lookin' for a good kill. As ah walked, ah jus' could not help admirin' the city. Ah know I always bitch an' complain about England, an' ah do miss the good ol' U.S of A, but it's really not that bad once ya get used to it. Ah'd never say it out loud o' course, Jax would never let me live it down.
Ah spotted a cute lil' lady goin' down an ally. Ah rolled my eyes. Ah mean jus' how stupid can ya get? Ah mean, aside from all the vampires an' demons, y' got muggers, rapists, murders...sometimes y' don' even wanna bite 'em, y' jus' wanna grab 'em an' shake some fuckin' sense into 'em. Still, ah've never been the kind o' man to pass up the chance of an easy meal.
Ah walked over t' the ally an' followed th' girl. She sank of booze an' she staggered every now an' then. Huh. She's even more stupid than ah thought.
Ah stopped breathing an' walked up to her, silent as th' wind. Ah grabbed her arm and whirled 'er around. She looked at me an' screamed. Ah put my hand over her mouth an' grinned. "Well now, ain't you a pretty lil' thing. I could jus' eat you up." Ah laughed at my own joke, then reached inside her shirt an' grabbed a tit. Th' girl whimpered. Ah flashed her a smile. "Now don't you worry lil' missy. Slasher'll take good care o' ya." Ah took my hand away an' was jus' leanin' down for a kiss when a voice stopped me.
"Well mate, aren't you just the charmer."
Ah looked back an' saw a gang o' five humans, each one with a stake.
"Don' you boy's no it's bad manners t' interrupt a man when he's about t' eat?" Th' guy who seemed to be the leader of this lil' band o' misfits looked at me an' rolled his eyes.
"Please tell me that's a fake accent."
Ah glared at him. "Fake accent? FAKE ACCENT?!" Ah roared. "I'm American born an' brad ya lil' prick!""Help!" The girl ah was holdin' screamed.
The guy's eyes snapped onto th' girl. "Don't worry love, you'll be safe and soon enough." His eyes locked on t' mine. "Okay cowboy, let her go." Ah grinned, then vamped.
"My pleasure." She looked at me, but before she could scream ah snapped her neck an' threw 'er at these lil' vampire hunters. While they where distracted for a mo', ah rushed them."GET 'IM!" One o' 'em yelled. One tried to jump me, but ah batted him away. He hit the wall an' got his skull crushed. Another staked me from behind, but he jus' missed my heart. Lucky for me. Ah pulled the stake outta my chest an' shoved it right through his fuckin' head! Unlucky for him.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh bloody fuckin' shit!" One o' 'em babbled. Dude sounded like he was crackin' up. "'E killed Eric an' Jimmy. 'E killed 'em!"
Ah looked at him an' grinned. "That's right buddy. An' now ah'm gonna kill you." Ah took a few steps towards 'im, an' then one o' em barrelled into me, knocking me flying.
"Oh no you bloody well won't," he almost growled. I looked int' his eyes, an' I godda say, I was surprised an' impressed. This one was a natural born killer. I'll bet if there were no demons, he'd turn on humans. He had a bloodlust. He'd make a good vampire.
"Hold 'im!" he barked. Th' two left each grabbed one o' my arms. Ah jerked my right arm an' sent th' guy flyin'. Then, quick as lightning ah grabbed the other and snapped his neck.
"BOLLOCKS!!!" The guy with the bloodlust cursed. Ah stood up an' faced him.
"Jus' you an' me now big boy." An' then, without warnin', he screamed an' ran at me, fists flyin', not even botherin' with a stake. He gave me a solid right hook t' the jaw, and kneed me in the stomach. Ah bent over from th' blow an' he brought his elbow up an' smashed it into th' back o' my skull. My legs gave way an' ah felt to th' ground.
Th' guy grabbed a stake from th ground an' came towards me. He gave a yell an' thrust the stake down. When it was about three inches from turnin' me into a pile o' dust ah grabbed his wrist, pulled him down an' swung my fist int' his jaw. His head spun 'round an' ah heard a snap an' he dropped like a sack o' potatoes.
"Aw shit," I growled. Ah picked myself up an' looked a th' body, listenin'. No heartbeat. "God DAMNIT!" Ah roared. This one had fire. Ah was gonna turn him, make him into a vampire. He woulda been my first English childe. Ah was gonna make that fire inside o' him mine. An' now ah can't, 'cos the bastards dead! "Fuck," ah growled. Oh well. He's still warm, an' like ah said before, ah've never been the kind o' man to pass up the chance of an easy meal. Ah bent down an' grabbed him, yanked 'im up an' fed on him 'till ah'd had my fill, an' decided that that was enough excitement for one night.
Ah walked home, t' the big-ass mansion granddaddy Glazzior owns. As ah walked though th' doors a minion (God ah love callin' 'em that, it's jus' so funny) came runnin' up t' me.
"'Ello Slasher. 'Ad a nice night mate?" I stopped walkin' an' glared down at 'im, sayin' nothin'. He started babbling. "I'm sorry, I'm r-really sorry sir, I d-din't wanna interrupt yer, b-but yer got a call from the states sir, a-an 'e said that it wuz important, an-an I jus' thought..."
"Wait," ah interrupted. "Ya say ah got a call from th' U.S.?"
He nodded. "Yeah, it wuz an American bloke, an' 'e said that 'e wuz your childe, said is name wuz Jake, an' 'e wants yer t' call 'im, said to do it as soon as yer got in 'e said. N-not that I'm TELLIN' y' t' call 'im, I-I mean YOUR th' boss..."
"Shut up," ah snapped. He stopped talkin'. "Ya got a number?"
He shoved his hand inta his pocket. "I g-got it right 'ere," he said, an' handed me a piece o' paper with a number on it. Ah looked at th' number. "Fuck off," ah said to th' minion, not botherin' t' look at him. Ah heard him scamper off an' ah went t' th' nearest phone, an' dialled the number.
I waited for a minute, then a voice on the other end snapped "Who the fuck is this?!"
"Now now boy," ah said, "is that anyway ta talk t' th' man who made ya int' a mother-fuckin' immortal?"
"SLASHER!!!!" He roared. "Hey man, how you doing? Hope your not to bored over there with all the goddamn tea drinkers."
"Not really. Had me a lil' action earlier. Five Hunters. Took care of 'em."
"Cool."
"So, where you call home nowadays?"
"Chicago. It's not bad. Little boring sometimes, but easy to feed in peace."
"Glad t' hear it. So, you Sired anyone lately?"
"Nah. Can't find anyone I'd want to. You?"
"Nope. Got me a new uncle though. Boy's name's Raven." Jake burst out laughin'.
"RAVEN?! You serious?! What kind of pansy-assed, faggot name is that?"
Ah laughed. "I know. Boy always used t' hate it. Kept on sayin', 'Me names Mathew yer bloody pricks!"
Jake laughed. "Wait a sec, he says 'Me names, not 'My names?'"
Ah shrugged. "Jus' the way he says it. Very common with the English workin' class. Dunno why."
"Weird."
"Nah. That chimney sweep in Mary Poppins says it. Remember?" Jake didn't say anythin'. "Jake? You there buddy?"
"You've seen Mary Poppins?"
"Uh...well...y'know." Jake sniggered. "Now now, that's no way t' treat ya Sire."
"Sorry. But...Mary Poppins?!"
"LOOK!!! I was bored. There was nothin' to do. Drop it, okay?"
"Fine." Then, oh so quietly, "Nancy-boy."
Ah growled.
"Crossed the line, didn't I?"
"Ya think?"
"Sorry Slash. Listen, there is a reason I wanted to talk to you. You heard about that Slayer at the California Hellmouth?"
"Jake, I don't think there's a demon in th' world who hasn't 'eard o' th' bitch. She's a fairy tale. She doesn't exist."
"What have you heard?"
"Why do y' even give a shit? There's no such Slayer."
"Slasher, just tell me."
Ah sighed. "Fine, but ah don't see a point. Well now, lemme see. Um, rumour has it th' bitch killed Darla, the Master o' Arilius, gave Angelus a soul, blew up a giant snake, killed some Terminator robot's ass, heard that she IS a robot, that see converted William Th' Bloody t' th' side o' the rightchess, killed a god, a Hell god no less, that she can't be killed, an that if ya DO kill 'er, she'll come back from th' dead. Like ah said, there's no such Slayer."
"What would you do," Jake said quietly, "if I told you those rumours are true?"
"I'd tell ya to get ya fuckin' head examined."
"Well I got news for you, man. They are."
Ah looked around th' room. "HEY!" Ah yelled. All the fleges (A/N: Fleges Fledgling/Minion) scatted around the room. "EVERYONE OUT!" Ah yelled. They went. Ah went back ta Jake. "Listen up pal. Slayers may think there all that, but they're jus' humans. There stronger than average, I'll give 'em that, but when it's all over an' done with there still. Just. Humans. Ah mean, are you fergettin' just why ya own great grandsire's so respected?"
"Look, I know what this sounds like. Last week I thought that same thing. But I went there, man. I went to the Hellmouth. Girl took on a gang of 12 of us. She killed 7 without breaking sweat. And you know who killed the other 5? William The Bloody himself."
Ah took a deep breath, something ah don't usually do. "Jake, that's crazy talk."
"I'm telling you man!" 'E yelled. Guy sounded frantic. "I swear, by all that's unholy, the Scourge of Europe was fighting side by side with her."
"Shit. Jake, wait right there. Do NOT hang up, or I'll whoop your ass so hard..." Ah ran outta th' room. A minion walked by. "YO!" Ah yelled. He looked at me. "Can I help you sir?" He asked, real polite. "Go get Glazzior, NOW!" He looked nervous.
"With all due respect sir, the Master has asked not to be disturbed."
"Do ah look like ah give a shit? GO!" He went. Ah went back inta th' room an' picked up the phone. "You still there buddy?"
"Yeah." Jake said.
"Hang on another minute."
"Sure, why not? Not like I have my own life to lead. Well, unlife anyway."
Few seconds later, Glazzior walked in. "Good evening Slasher. Did you have a good hunt?"
"Yeah, swell thanks. Listen, you might wanna take this." Ah gave 'im the phone. He raised an eyebrow. Ah've always wanted t' be able ta raise just one o' 'em, but ah can never do it.
"Hello?" There was a pause. "Jake my boy. How are you? It's been 11 years." Another pause. "William the Bloody? Are you certain?" Glazzior looked at me. He smiled. "Tell me more about this Slayer."
