And just because I can, here's chapter 6. See previous disclaimers.

101 Ways to Kill A Vampire

Morning came quickly. Hermione was awoken by a voice calling, "Hey, H! Yo, sleepyhead, time to get up. Nothing like morning training to start the day!"

"Faith? Is that you?" Hermione mumbled, blinking sleep out of her eyes.

"Well, you'll have to wake up faster than that. What if we were vamps?" A spectral hand passed over her face. Hermione was up with a start.

"Fine, Addenya, Faith. Let's go."

The two older girl led the way to the hall, then paused, confused. "Um. . . where's your training room?"

Hermione smiled. "This way." She led them to the room of requirement. When they entered, Addenya gave a low whistle. "Nice stuff, Slayer. Ooh, is that a Kitsomika katana? Alright, stifling the jealousy."

Faith patted her on the shoulder. "Screw the sword, look at her crossbow collection."

Addenya stuck her tongue out. "You? A distance weapon as your favorite? That seems so. . . wrong."

Faith shrugged. "Hand-to-hand just reminds me of my darker days."

She turned suddenly to Hermione. "You have the spider-sense, right?"

Hermione twisted her head, "The what?"

Addy elaborated, "Y'know, the Slayer sixth-sense. The sense that dude number one is a vampire, but his identical twin, dude number two, is grade A FDA approved human."

Hermione nodded. "I guess so. I know when a vamp's around. I mean, it comes with the job, right?"

Faith bit her lip. "It's supposed to. I never really had it too well, though. I accidently killed a man once. He was a scum-bag who worked for the evil guy, but he was still human. Then I went to work for the evil guy. Poor B had to gut-stab me to stop me. Of course, she really wanted my blood to cure her vampire boyfriend, but then again, I'm the one that poisoned him, and –"

Addenya smacked her arm. "Faith, you're rambling." She turned to Hermione. "Where were we? Oh, yes. I take it you know the basics of staking, but here's some nice pointers on alternative methods of killing vamps. Beheading."

Faith chimed in, "Burning."

"Crucifixion."

"You crucified a vamp? Nice. Make him drink holy water."

"Speaking of holy water, Daniel always made me drink nothing but Holy water. That way, any vamp that bit me turned to dust."

Hermione's eyes widened. "Were you ever bit?"

Faith grinned. "Hell no."

Addy cringed, fingers floating up to touch her neck. "Once. About four weeks after my calling. He snuck up from behind."

Faith patted her back, "They do that a lot."

They focused back on Hermione and went through an exhaustive training program. Then it was time for a quick breakfast and class. As they walked toward the Great Hall, Faith and Addenya began giving her another lecture.

"You know," Addenya began, "they call you the Vampire Slayer, but that's not really the brunt of your job. I mean, after a while, vamps are kinda just a minor distraction, barely worth your effort. Not to let your guard down, but not the scary thing they are now."

"Your real issue is the Big Bad."

"Big Bad?" Hermione asked.

"The evil demons, vampires, or wizards hell-bent on bringing about the apocalypse, or taking over the world, or killing you, for example. These are the guys you have to research, fight your ass off against, and maybe come out dead from fighting. But this is where your importance comes in."

"I fought an uber-vamp and an ascending demon –er, that is, until I joined him, and then un-joined, and he killed me."

Addy added, "I fought an evil sorcerer trying to initiate a series of deadly plagues, a vampire trying to raise the 'Old Ones' of his kind, and finally, the one who killed me, after I killed him, a demon trying to create another permanent opening to hell."

They looked at Hermione. "Do you know who your Big Bad is yet?"

Hermione's lips parted in fear. "He-who-must-not-be-named."

The two ex-slayers winced. "That doesn't sound good. What's his name?"

Hermione took a deep breath. "Lord Voldemort. He's trying to take over the magical world and kill everyone non-magical, or only partially-magical."

Addy whistled. "That's crap. But I'll bet you'll get him."

Hermione shook her head. "But I can't."

Faith rolled her eyes. "Sure you can."

Hermione faced them. "No, you don't understand. It's not my destiny. It's Harry's. He's destined to kill him, or be killed by him."