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CHAPTER 8: THIS SUCKS
The Exiles Complex-
Jono had gotten out of the healing tank only a couple of days ago. Although he was thankful for it, coughing up all that liquid out of his lungs after he got out gave him a whole new definition of unpleasant.
So far he was impressed with the Complex, as it was called.
The Complex had huge rooms and lots of stuff that made Xavier's look like a third class motel. Plus, the whole place turned out to be on a flat mountain surrounded by an ocean on one side and green grass and a forest on the other a small mountain range also. When he asked the Guardian about how he found a flat mountain, he said that he just took off the top and middle part off to build the place.
Jono had blinked a few times after he had said that like someone telling him how they hooked up a VCR, he suddenly realized this Guardian guy had some hidden power but to do that...well, let's just say Jono hoped he never pissed the guy off.
His new teammates were an all right lot though. Now himself and the others were in the briefing room with Guardian giving them the low down on their next mission. "Well for your next mission I have something interesting set up for all of you." He told the team.
"What? Are we going to Negative Zone now?" Morph asked.
"Okay maybe not THAT interesting." Guardian said, pressing a button that turned on a holographic projection of New York. "In this reality the Kingpin, the man in charge of most of the crime in New York area is dead."
"Sounds great so far." Jono replied. He could remember the Kingpin from his own reality and how the papers said he was dead.
"Normally yes, but he was killed and replaced by the ones that killed him." The image of New York changed to an image of two people. One was an attractive woman with long flowing dark hair and a far away look in her eyes. The other had white-slicked back hair in a black leather coat and a small scar over his left eyebrow.
"They don't look so tough." Morph said, scoffing at them. He moved his face right up to the image of the blond. "Especially this creep that looks like that guy from that show." Then their faces changed into a more demonic look with bumpy foreheads, fangs and yellow eyes. "AHHH!" Morph screamed as he fell backwards off his chair.
"These are vampires, named Spike AKA William the Bloody and Drusilla." Guardian said, smirking like a few of the others at Morph's reaction.
"Hold up." Jono said. "Aren't they from that show Buffy the Vampire Slayer?"
"Buffy the what?" Blink asked. The other Exiles were just as confused.
"Yes Jono, these are the characters from that show, but it's only a show in your world, in this one they are quite real." Guardian explained. "Now those of you that aren't familiar with vampire lore, here is the rundown."
"Anything wooden through the heart, decapitation, fire, so August you will come in real handy, and daylight can kill them. If you're squeamish about killing them, know that they're already dead and have no souls." He looked around at the faces, seeing them a little more at ease.
"They have also seem to have 'turned' a few of the villains of that world, some of you might know into vampires themselves." An image of Bullseye and Typhoid Mary appeared. "They also enlisted the aid of Morbius the living vampire too, plus a few others, so watch out when you're there."
"So we're to take them out?" Blink asked. She wasn't sure about this mission; it felt more like an assassination then saving the world.
The Guardian seemed to pick up on her train of thoughts and got very serious. "Yes you are, you see Spike is making an army of vampires and will soon rule New York. The whole city will become a blood bath and humans and mutants will end up either as vampires...or lunch." The Exiles grew very silent at the thought of that happening. August was the first one to speak up.
"Are we going to be alone in this or are there any other heroes that can help us?" She asked.
Guardian pressed another button, this time displaying an image of a young woman with long black hair, holding a wooden billy club. She was in an all red costume with long leather boots that went up to her thighs, long leather gloves that reached past her elbow, and the body of the suit had not sleeves and looked kind of like a one piece bathing suit only out of the same red material and it also covered her neck too. There was a single black D over her left breast and the mask cover the top half of her face and the back of her head, leaving her mouth area the only exposed part. The mask also had a hole in the back of it that let her long hair flow out of.
"This is Dare." He said. "She is the daughter of Matt and Elektra Murdock."
"Daredevil and Elektra?" Jono said surprised. "Geez, talk about yer Mary-Sue."
"What's a Mary-Sue?" Blink asked, not being all that familiar with fan fiction vernacular.
"A Mary-Sue is a fan fiction term for a young woman with perfect looks and powers." Vincent replied casually.
"Kinda like Jean Grey then." Morph smirked.
"And how exactly did you know this?" Heather asked with a cocky smile.
"I, uh...I used to write Matrix fan fiction." Vincent replied embarrassedly. "Before the Sentinels came, that is."
"If there are no more questions." Guardian said. "I'd like to give you your equipment for the mission."
Guardian reached into his ever-present carrying pouch and removed several vampire-related items. There were several vials of holy water, some crucifixes, and several wooden stakes.
"Use these items sparingly." The Guardian explained. "Especially the holy water, it's rather rare in that reality, as you would expect by a place over-run by vampires." Guardian handed out the items to each of the Exiles. "Vincent, I believe that you will be wanting your sword back."
"I should think so." Vincent replied. "Beheading the vampires would be rather hard without it, even if I formed an energy blade, it takes a lot of concentration to up keep and a ready sword would come in handy, plus it's more versatile too." Guardian reached out with his hand and in a flash Vincent's sword, which had been in his room, was teleported to his hand. He handed the ornately decorated katana to the mutant owner.
"How come he gets his own weapons?" Morph pouted.
"Because I was trained as a samurai." Vincent replied. "This sword was a present from my Sensei upon completing my training."
"Very 'Kill Bill'." Jono said, nodding approvingly, although Vincent didn't get reference.
Guardian then reached out under the table again and brought out more weaponry, two crossbows and two nasty-looking battle-axes. "Now, I am going to let you decide amongst yourselves who gets to use these." He said.
"Dibs on the crossbow!" Morph grins and grabs one of them.
"I'd like the axe if that's alright." Jono said with a shrug, taking the nastier looking of the two.
"I guess that just leaves the last crossbow and axe for us then Clarice." Heather said. "So what do you say Fearless Leader, crossbow or axe?"
"Crossbow." Blink replied with an evil grin. Heather picked up the remaining axe and looked at it lovingly. "Mmm, pointy..."
"If everybody is ready then." The Guardian said. "I'll meet you all in the teleportation room."
"Tally-ho!" Morph replied, swinging his crossbow about looking like a British aristocrat out for a fox hunt.
"Watch where you're swinging that thing, Morph!" August warned him. "You could have someone's eye out with that!"
Teleportation Room-The Exiles had gathered in the white, and very clean teleportation room waiting for Guardian to teleport them when he walked over to a shelf on one of the walls and came back with strange small devices that looked like some kind of futuristic pager. "These are recall devices." He explained. "They'll clip to your waist, arm or any article of clothing, but the waist is the best place for them. These devices had several functions. First is that if you use this teleporter to go to some other reality you can come back by pressing the red button."
He showed them all on the spare one as the others clipped theirs on. "They also have homing devices so Blink, your PADD will be able to pick up on them more accurately with these. They are also keyed to your DNA so no one else should be able to use them." He went on to explain a few of the emergency transport buttons and after that and made sure there were no questions he sent them on their way.
Somewhere in New York-The blond-haired vampire known as Spike, the new Kingpin of crime in New York City watched the view from his window up on high in the building that towered over the city. Even if it was day he could stand watching over his city as the windows of his office are made of polarized glass, keeping the Sun's rays from turning him into dust. It was one of the first things he had changed when he and his love moved in.
Spike turned as he heard somebody walk into the room. He smiled as he saw that it was Drusilla, his sire and fellow Kingpin of crime.
"Have a nice hunt, pet?" He asked.
"I didn't like it." Drusilla pouted running a hand through her long dark hair in a tone of voice that suggested she wasn't all there in the head, which she wasn't. "The Spider got stuck in my teeth."
"I guess that's another hero down." Spike said as he mentally ticked off yet another dead superhero. "So, did you turn the Wall-Crawler or did you just eat him?"
"The stars said that he wanted to join us." Dru replied. "But his blood burnt my mouth."
"Yeah, spider blood'll do that." Spike sighed.
Spike looked concernedly at his sire as she let out a fearful whine. "Dru, what's wrong, pet?"
"The stars." Dr replied. "They're screaming. They say that we're going to die."
Normally, being confronted with an insane woman spouting cryptic rubbish would be a mere annoyance for Spike but Drusilla is no normal insane woman spouting cryptic rubbish, even as a human she had the ability to predict the future, so Spike usually took notice of what she said, as soon as he could understand what the Hell she was talking about. Spike held Dru in his arms and comforted her as she sobbed into his chest.
"I don't like it Spike." Dru sniffed. "The stars have never been so mean."
"I bet it's that stupid Dare bint again." Spike growled. "I'll get Morbius to track her down personally and bring you her still beating heart."
"No, don't do that." A suddenly sane Drusilla replied. "Bring her here so we can kill her ourselves and dance in her entrails!"
"I love a woman with a plan." Spike grinned evilly.
Elsewhere-The Exiles teleported into an abandoned warehouse in a flash of light. They took a quick look around before taking stock of the situation. "Okay then Fearless Leader." Morph said. "How are we gonna go about this? Are we gonna storm their hideout or what?"
"That's too risky." Blink replied. "Morph, you said that you guys traveled to a reality where the Avengers were vampires, right?"
"Yeah." Morph said. "That was when Magik took your place, and Mariko nearly became a vampire after she got bit, what of it?"
"I've never actually gone up against vampires before." Blink replied. "So I'm kind of at a loss as what to do."
"I might be able to help." Jono piped up. "I had a run in with Dracula once."
"You don't say." Vincent said. "What was he like?"
"Not as cool as he sees in the films." Jono replied shaking his head. "As a matter of fact, the bloody sod bit me!" Jono pulled his sleeve away from his wrist, revealing the telltale signs of a vampire bite.
"This may be a stupid question." August said. "But why didn't Dracula bite your neck like vampires usually do?"
"Cuz I didn't really have much of a neck to bite." Jono replied. "What with havin' the better part of me chest gettin' blown off."
"That still leaves us without a plan." Blink said.
"I've got a plan for ya sweetness." A voice hissed from the shadows. "How about me and my buds kill ya?" The Exiles gathered into a defensive circle as several vampires jumped out of the shadows and approached them, baring their fangs and hissing.
"You know what?" The lead vampire said. "It's been ages since I last tasted mutie blood."
"Don't count on there being a second time." Blink replied strongly getting into a fighting position. "Exiles, let's do some dusting!"
The Exiles leapt into action as the vampires leapt into attack. Blink shoved a crucifix in a vampire's face, making it back away with a hiss. This opening gave her the chance she wanted as she shot it in the chest with her crossbow. With her first vamp dusted, Blink turned to another. Vincent threw a vial of holy water at another vampire, the glass bottle shattering in its face, eliciting a howl of pain from the undead demon. Vincent then let swing with his sword, decapitating it with one clean slice.
Jono and Heather swung their axes in wide arcs, cutting off more vampire heads, turning them into so much foul-smelling dust. Heather coughed and waved away the whiff of ancient graveyard dirt. "I never knew how much vampires stank." She coughed.
"Heather, look out!" Morph yelled.
Heather turned away just in time to see a vampire leap onto her back. She turned into her Sasquatch form and flung the vampire off her back, impaling it on a conveniently placed broken crate. The vampire exploded into a cloud of dust with a scream. "Well these guys are definitely not like the ones we've fought before!"
August meanwhile, was having the time of her life as she blasted her vampires with fireballs. "I can't tell you how good it is to finally get out of that cell and kick some ass." She said with a feral grin. "At least with vampires you can actually cut loose and have some fun!"
"I'll say." Morph replied as he reloaded his crossbow while looking like the main character out of John Carpenter's Vampires. "There's nothing I like more than kicking some undead booty!" The gang of vampires was soon defeated and the Exiles took a moment to relax.
"Yuck" Heather groaned as she wiped vamp dust off her fur. "I'm gonna be smelling of old dirt for a week after this!"
Another vampire managed to leap on Vincent's back and tried to bite him but to his surprise it was like trying to bite through metal. The vampire, which looked like he died in the early 80's, which he had, jumped off holing his mouth. "What the hell are you?" But Vincent only answered with a backhand slash with his sword decapitating him.
"Someone you really shouldn't try to bite." He said coldly to the now pile of dust.
"Somehow I doubt that you'll live that long." A voice said from above them. The Exiles looked up and saw the pale features of Morbius the Living Vampire standing on a gantry above their heads.
"Shouldn't you be bothering Spider-Man or something?" Morph asked. "We are kinda busy right now."
"I'm afraid that my friend the spider is no longer among the living." Morbius replied. "Or the undead actually. He, just like many of the heroes of this city have been turned or used as food. Now, do you have any last words before I break your necks and drink the blood from your hearts?"
"One thing." Vincent replied. "Look behind you!"
"Oh please!" Morbius snorted. "That ploy never wo-"
Morbuis's words were cut off as a crossbow bolt protruded from his chest. He looked down in surprise at the wooden arrow sticking out of his chest and exploded into dust. Standing behind the now, Living Pile Of Dust, was a red-clad woman with long black hair and a crossbow in her hands. She also had two swords strapped to her back.
"Vampires never shut up, so they?" The woman sighed. "Anyway, I'm Dare and I just saved your lives."
"We coulda handled him." Morph pouted slightly.
Dare just ignored Morph's comments and turned to the others. "So, why are you guys in an abandoned warehouse in the middle of the night? Have you got a death wish or something?"
"We're the Exiles." Blink replied. "And we were sent to save this world. We believe that a vampire named Spike is assembling a vast vampire army and is going to take over the city."
"This is a mighty leap in logic." Dare said. "But I'm gonna trust you guys. Besides, I owe Spike for what he did to my face." The Exiles watch as Dare removes her mask to reveal a long scar all down the left side of her face with a red eye-patch covering her left eye. "I tried to take him on by myself once." She said. "But he was too strong for me. The bastard gouged out my eye and slashed my face, just for fun."
One month ago-
Dare had just been out doing her usual rounds when she heard a scream of a woman. When she got to the alley she saw several man and a dark haired woman standing over the body of another woman. She could see that the woman on the ground was dead but the shadows of the alley hid the faces of her killers but she swore one of them had yellow eyes. "You're going to pay for that." Dare hissed and ran at them.
"Take her...alive." Came a British voice and Dare charged in but when her strikes hit they didn't feel right. The bodies were harder then a normal person at first she thought it was a gang of mutants but then she saw the face of one of them and knew they weren't. She could smell blood and death on them but the moment of distraction was all they needed.
One of the ones on the ground had been playing possum but when she was close enough he grabbed her leg and actually bit into it. She gave a yell in pain and attempted to stomp his head in but another grabbed her arm and bit into that and before she knew it they were all biting her, she could feel her strength slowly draining.
"Stop!" Immediately they let her go and she fell to the ground, too week to do anything. She saw the one that spoke walked over to her with confidence in his steps and bent down to her face. "Let's see that pretty face now shall we?" He ripped of her mask easily enough and now he looked into her eyes. "See luv you're going to be my messenger to the so called heroes of this city."
He moved closer and grinned at her, it was a cruel smile that sent a shiver of fear down her spine. "The name is Spike, the lovely lady behind me is Dru and we're the ones that are going to take over this city, we're going to take a bite out of the Big Apple and you're going to be our warning to those that would try to stop us. So this is just business nothing personal...well...maybe a little I do so enjoy my work." Then with his fingers he clawed a long line on her face and then he gouged out her left eye. She screamed in pain as he did it, slowly and as painfully as possible. When he pulled it out Dare was able to cover her missing eye with her hand and she rolled on the ground slightly tears coming out of her remaining eye.
"Call 911, I want to make sure she tells all her friends." Those were the last words she had heard. She passed out later only to wake up in a hospital. She saw her parents Matt and Elektra there. She reached up with one of her hands to the bandage over her missing eye.
After that it took over a week for her to recover but in that time she learned everything she could about vampires and how to kill them. Also it was when the body count of New York started to rise up as more and more people were getting killed by vampires and more were turned into vampires themselves. They had already had an army by the end of two weeks and the Baxter Building and the Avengers mansion had been overrun by a hoard of them.
The Thing and the Human Torch had survived as did Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Wasp and Giant Man, but the others had been killed after the attack. Even a few X-Men had fallen and other heroes were killed or turned.
Present-
The Exiles were silenced as she recapped her story and know could understand the anger and hatred she seemed to have for Spike. He had wounded not only her body but also her pride.
"I don't suppose you've got a plan." Vincent said. "Because we're all kinda stumped."
"As
a matter of fact I have." Dare replied with a predatory smile. "I know
a secret way into Spike's office fortress, but I can't get through all
his defenses alone." The Exiles huddled closer with Dare as she
explained her plan...
Spike and Dru's office fortress-
Two vampire guards were guarding the not-so secret entrance to the lair. One of them was about to light up a cigarette when his partner heard movement from behind a row of garbage cans. "I'm gonna go check it out." He said as he slowly approached the garbage cans.
"I don't know what you're so scared about." The other guard said. "It's most probably a polar bear or something."
"Don't be an idiot." Vamp Guard Number 1 replied. "Polar bears live in the-"The guard's words are abruptly cut off as an axe flies through the air, lopping off his head.
"I believe he was going to say the Arctic." Jono said, retrieving his axe. Vamp Guard Number 2 just stood stock still in fright.
"This guy must be new." Morph said. "Look at him, he's peeing his pants in fear!" Vamp Guard Number 2 reached for his walkie-talkie to report the intruders but before he could do so, Blink shot him with her crossbow, turning him to dust.
The Exiles walked up to the not-so secret entrance and looked it up and down. "This secret entrance doesn't look all that secret." Jono said. "Yer might as well put up a sign sayin' 'Secret Entrance To Spike's Evil Lair', it woulda been less conspicuous."
"What can I say?" Dare replied and shrugged. "Spike's an arrogant jerk and thinks that he's invincible." The Exiles enter through the not-so secret entrance and begin their ascent to the top floor.
Unknown to our heroes, they are being watched by security cameras.
"It looks like our little bint's got friends." Spike said. He turned to the rather large, horned demon next to him. "Flarg, they're all yours, but bring me Dare alive, she upset Dru, no-one gets away with upsettin' Dru!" Flarg gurgled something in his own language and left the office.
Several floors down-The Exiles reached the ninth floor of the building met by minimal resistance. There were a few vampires that were stupid enough to get in their way but they were disposed of without too much hassle.
"I hope there aren't too many floors left." Morph said. "I've almost run out of arrows."
"Me too." Blink replied. "Vincent, how many vials of holy water have we got left?"
"Only three I'm afraid." Vincent replied. "Unless Dare can magically conjure us some more."
"Do I look like Dr Strange?" Dare snorted.
"You
look like meat to me." A voice gurgled above them. The Exiles looked up
to see a colossal horned demon leap down several floors in front of
them. "I am Flarg and I will be killing you."
"I'd rather that
you didn't actually." Vincent replied, his eyes glowing red. "We've got
a prior engagement." Flarg was knocked backwards as Vincent knocked him
off his feet with an energy blast from his hands. "He wasn't so tough."
Vincent said as he dusted off his hands casually.
"I wouldn't say that, Vince." August replied. "Look, he's getting up!"
"Heh, that tickled." The demon chuckled. "You amuse me mutant, so you will be the first to die!"
"Oh shut up." Heather groaned. "You demon types are full of hot air."
Flarg let out a horrifying scream of pain as Heather buried her axe deep into his chest. Unfortunately, as with axe wounds to the chest, there was a lot of blood and Heather got splattered with it. "Oh God!" She groaned. "This mission is getting worse as it goes along. First I get covered in vampire dust and now I get splattered with demon goo!"
"Look at the bright side." Morph replied. "You've turned a delightful shade of pus yellow." Heather glared at him and he slowly moved away before she decided whether or not to smack him one.
Upstairs-Our heroes walked up to an apparently empty office room and walked inside, regardless of what dangers might have been lurking in the shadows.
"Hunh, looks like Spike and Dru quite while they still could...but most likely it's supposed to be a trap." Vincent says looking around. The other Exiles gave out a shout of surprise as a knife was thrown across the room and splintered into pieces against the Canadian's invulnerable skin. Vincent spun around to pinpoint his attacker and saw a white target shining in the moonlight.
The mystery knife thrower walked into the light to reveal the yellow eyes, bumpy forehead and the fanged teeth of a vampire. This was no ordinary vampire however; it was an undead Bullseye, the man with the perfect aim! "Well, it looks like you'll be a tough one to kill." Bullseye said. "But I wonder if your friends are as tough as you?"
"There's only one way to find out Target Head." Morph replied stepping forward aiming the crossbow. "Bring it!"
Vampire Bullseye leapt to attack. Vincent caught him in midair and threw him against a table. Unfortunately, it was a metal table and only left a dent. Morph let rip with an arrow, heading towards Bullseye's heart but unfortunately, he caught it in midair and threw it aside to the floor.
"Oh please." He snorted. "I have perfect reflexes, I can catch anything you throw at me!"
"Catch this!" Dare replied as she threw something at Bullseye. As expected, Bullseye caught the object and looked at it.
"And what is this?" He asked skeptically shaking it a little. "A little present for me? It isn't even my birthday!"
"Happy Hanukah then." Dare replied as she pressed a control switch in her hand.
"What are you talking about?" Bullseye asked. "I'm not even Je..." BLAM! The ball in Bullseye's hand exploded, dusting him on the spot.
"What was that thing?" Morph asked. "Sunlight in a box?"
"Funny that you should day that." Dare replied. "Yes it was."
"Well shut my mouth." Morph nodded.
"My all means, allow me, sweetie!" A red-haired female vampire replied, walking into the room.
"Let me guess." Vincent said as he looked at the vampire with half of her abnormally red face painted white. "This is Typhoid Mary, right?"
"At your service, stud." Typhoid replied. "Now, which of you shall I kill first? Ooh, I know. I'll kill the chick in leather! BURN!"
The Exiles gasped in horror as August was enveloped in flames. Without so much as a blink of her eye, August reflected the flames back at Typhoid, setting her alight. The redheaded vampire then exploded into a ball of burning ashes.
"That...was impressive." Vincent said looking at her. "I knew you could create fire, but not that?"
August just smiled evilly. "You ain't seen nothing yet."
"Well, Typhoid did say that she'd kill the chick in leather." Morph said kicking around her dust pile with his boot.
"Yeah." Heather added. "It just turned out to be her."
"Nice work loves." Another voice said from the shadows. "Pity though, I was kinda fond of old Typhoid. A lot like Dru she was."
"Spike." Dare hissed at her nemesis. "Show yourself you coward!"
"Not just yet." Spike replied. "Dru wants to say hello!" Dare jumped back as Drusilla leapt out of the shadows with a feral hiss. Soon other vampires filled the room behind their leader. The Exiles were about to leap to her aid when they were knocked of their feet by a sudden shrieking in their ears.
"I see that you like the Sonic Nullifier." Spike grinned as he walked out of the shadows. "I had Tony Stark whip it up for me, before I ripped out his heart that is!"
"You monster!" Blink hissed. "You will pay for killing all those people!"
"Ooh,
I like your spunk, kid." Spike replied with a grin. "I'll tell you
what, after I've snapped your friends' necks like kindling, I think
I'll turn you, just for fun. What do you say, love?"
"I say...
no!" Blink said, as she broke free of the Sonic Nullifier and giving
Spike a swift kick to the leg, causing him to drop the device and it
shattered on the floor.
"Oh balls!" Spike growled. "I tell you, if I hadn't already kill Stark, I woulda done after he gave me shoddy bloody merchandise. There's the Yanks for you!"
"These guys may be Americans." Vincent hissed. "But they're good people."
"Uh...actually." Jono piped up. "I'm British."
"Canadian." Heather added.
"I'm half Roman." August said, adding her two cents.
"It doesn't matter where you come from." Spike growled. "I'm still gonna kill the whole buggerin' lot of you!"
"Spike, shut up, kill them already!" The Vampires charged at the mutants. Heather started to bat them aside changing back into her more powerful form since the giant office was large enough for her to use it. Blink and Morph started to use as many of their bolts as they had trying to take out as many vampires as they could.
Jono blasted a few of them away with his powers making sure that they didn't get close, he was bitten once by a vampire and that was it for him.
Vince decapitated one with a backhanded swing of his sword and then threw his second last vile of holy water at a Vampire. "Ah it stings!" it cried out.
August send a fireball at another. "It burns!"
Then one of August's fireballs and Vincent's last vile of holy water hit the same vampire. "It stings and it burns!" That one cried out.
Spike watched this going on ashamed this his minions were getting beaten like this then he heard someone from behind him and spun around to see Dare standing right behind him. "Where's Dru?"
"Over there." Dare replied, pointing to a pile of dust. "Oh and there too and there, and I think a little on my shoe, what do you think?" Spike looks at her foot and Dare kicks him swiftly in the face. Spike is sent back a few feet and glares at Dare. His face filled with rage at the thought of Dare killing his sire and lover and he leapt at her with a terrible yell.
"I'll tear you to pieces you stupid bitch!" Spike lunged at the woman and she fell to her back using his momentum to throw him over her. They both jumped back onto their feet and Dare took out her fighting sticks and used them to ward off his attacks. She had learned from experience not to try and go hand to hand with a vampire since they were stronger then her so she used the metallic sticks to take the blows and used them to inflict more pain onto Spike.
During the fight he managed to grab her wrist and with the other hand her throat and picked her up and slammed her onto the desk. "You know what?" He asked her his vampiric face staring at her. "I really should have killed you when I had the chance...or maybe I should have taken both eyes, well my only real regret is that you won't live long enough for me to inflict the kind of pain on you FOR KILLING DRU!"
With her free hand she reached for her last hope, her last Sunlight generator. She activated it and placed it right between them as Spike bent down to bite her neck then at the last moment it activated and in a flash of artificial daylight Spike exploded into dust his roar of pain and failure the last sound he made.
With the death of their leaders the remaining vampires lost the urge to fight and decided to run for it, a few the Exiles got but a few managed to escape the room before they could go after them. They helped up their comrades. Jono had taken a few hits but no bite marks, Heather was healing from a few bites and bruises, Blink had a nasty bruise on her shoulder from hitting the floor at one point, Vince of course was fine, so were Morph and August.
"Well that was satisfying." Dare said. "Now, who's for ice-cream?" The others looked at each other and shrugged.
Outside-The Exiles and Dare walked out of the building just in time to see the sun rise on the horizon. Dare was basking in the new dawn feeling the shadow of Spike's influence gone from her city and her vengeance complete. "Well, it looks like our job here is done." Blink says.
"And
a very good job too." Guardian said, as he appeared form nowhere. "Such
a good job in fact that I'm going to let you all have some time off."
"WHAT?" The Exiles all gasped at once.
"You can't be serious!" Morph said surprised and happily. "The Timebroker never let us have time off. Well, apart from that time when we traveled to Cancun and you guys went to that nude beach WITHOUT ME!"
"But you went lingerie shopping with Mariko though." Blink replied, she remembered how she had to beg Mariko to take Morph with her like that.
"Oh yeah." Morph said as he got a far away look in his eye, imagining his former teammate in sexy underwear, that had been a good day and it wasn't just that too, he and Mariko had started their friendship that day...he missed her, she was the best friend he ever had and he still missed the Japanese mutant with all his heart.
"Well, I suppose that we'd better go before Morph dehydrates from drooling too much." Vincent said rolling his eyes at Morph and his drooling.
"Are you sure that you don't want to join us, Dare?" Guardian asked. "You're perfectly welcome to if you wish."
"It's a wonderful offer." Dare replied. "But there are still vampires out there and it's my job to hunt them down."
"Tell me about it." Jono said. "To each generation a Slayer is born, only she has the power to defeat the demons and the forces of darkness."
"Darn it Jono!" Vincent said. "You HAVE to show me that Buffy show!"
"I'm sure that Guardian's got all the episodes on DVD, right?" Jono replied looking to their benefactor.
"Of course, well on data crystal which is better, but I got them." Guardian said shrugging. Then turned to Dare and gave her a Recall Device. "If you change your mind you can contact me with the yellow button or use the red to travel to the Complex."
She took it and looked it over and shrugged. "Sure, thanks."
The Exiles then bid dare a final farewell as they leave in a flash of light.
TBC...
NEXT: The Exiles travel back to 1998 to watch the King of the Ring and after an accident with one of the wrestlers, Morph has to take his place.
Also please check out the spin-off fic 'Morph' By The Uncanny R-Man.