Hail to the King
Disclaimer: don't own anything or anyone but Brian, so don't even THINK of sueing me...
"I don't know man, I mean my mom's home and everythin'...lemme go ask her," Joey told Tristan, moving towards the door. "Ok, man hurry up. I'm really hungry here," Tristan whined as he sat on the roof outside. Joey went downstairs and looked for his mom. "Hey, Serenity, where'd ma go?" he asked his little sister. "Um, I think she went to the store for a bit," she said uncertainly, "Why?" she asked.
"Oh, Tristan's here and I need to see if it was alright for him to join us for dinner," he explained. "Tristan's back! Are you serious?" she asked him. "Of course I am," he told her. "Well,I don't see da harm in it, I mean he's been here plenty of times before," he shrugged heading back upstairs. Tristan was still outside on the roof waiting for him to come back. "Well? Can I come in?" he asked, impatiently. "Yeah, man you can, but come in from the front door," Joey told him closing the window. Tristan smiled, jumped down and landed on his feet in front of the door. Joey opened the door and he walked inside. "So where ya been man?" he asked sitting down on the couch.
"I've been having some trouble at home and I needed to get away," he told Joey, sitting down next to him. "You coulda just come over here if you needed a place to stay," Joey told him. "Yeah, but I met up with a group of people that had the same kind of problems. They helped me out and helped me deal with it," Tristan said waving his hand. "Joey! Could you help me in the kitchen!" Serenity's voice called. "Yeah, comin' sis," he yelled back, standing up. "I'll be right back," he told Tristan. "No prob man, I got all night," he told him before he left the room.
-Hotel-
"What do you think? Vamp attack?" Cordelia asked Wesley. He shook his head "To be honest Cordelia, I don't know. If it was, why didn't they drain or turn him? Why throw him against a wall and leave him them unconcious?" he asked her. "Have you talked to Angel about these possibilities yet?" Cordy asked him. "I was about too...but he and Spike are arguing again," he said shaking his head. "Arguing about what?" she asked. Wesley opened up the door to Angel's office and the two vampires' voices wafted through. "I'm tellin' you, cavemen would win!". "No, Spike, astronauts would win!". Wesley shut the door and walked back to Cordelia. "Why do they keep fighting about that?" she asked looking at the office. Wes shook his head, "Lord only knows Cordelia, Lord only knows," he sighed.
A loud noise came from the room next to them and they rushed to see what had happened. The young man, Brian that they had fixed up was kneeling on the floor, as if he was trying to keep his balance. Wesley walked over to him and helped him up, "You shouldn't be moving right now. You need to rest," he told him. Brian shook his head and pushed him away. "Need...to get...Tea...vampire...," he mumbled. "Vampire?" Cordy asked him. He nodded, then looked over past Cordy. They turned around to see Spike and Angel standing there, looking at Brian. "So you're up," Angel said softly as he moved towards him. Brian stared at them and smiled slightly, "Spike, and Angel, the vampires with souls. Was wondering if I would ever get to meet you," he said before falling to his knees again.
Wesley rushed to him and supported him "How do you know of them?" he asked him. "My sister, she's met you, fought against and with you, she's told me all sorts of stories about you two," he said staring at the two surprised vampires. "Sister?" Angel asked him. The doors of the hotel opened up and a woman dressed in leather pants and a black jacket, with long black hair came inside and folded her arms across her chest. "What the hell is going on?" she asked looking at the wounded young man. He looked up and smiled at the newcomer "Hey, sis, been awhile...how you doing?" he asked weakly before passing out again.
-Wheeler Home-
"SERENITY GET DA HELL OUTTA HERE!" Joey screamed as he held the door shut. "But Joey! What about you?" she asked, scared out of her mind. "I'll be fine! Just get da hell outta here!" he yelled as the door was hit again and again. Serenity started to cry, but opened up the window and climbed out of it. She ran from her house as fast as she could down the street. She ducked into the park and hid herself in a half buried giant tire. She curled up intoa ball and started to cry as hard as she could.
Joey held the door for abouta half an hourbefore the banging stopped altogether. He looked around for something he could use, and grabbed his baseball bat. He opened the door slowly and poked his head out of the room. He crept out, with the bat close to him. He slowly made his way around the house, looking for his attacker. "Where are ya? Where the hell are ya!" he called out. He looked throughout the house and saw that no one was there.He looked around and got to his feet, wanting to find his sister. He stormed out of the house, the bat close to him just in case.
Serenity waited inside the giant tire for what seemed to be hours. She hadn't heard a thing for awhile, so she decided it was safe. She climbed out from underneath and looked around, nothing. She sensed something was wrong and turned around to head back home. Tristan was there, his face distorted and fanged. Serenity stared in horror at the sight and suddenly the memory of the alleyway came flooding back to her. "What's the matter, Ren? I thought you liked me," he asked in a sickly sweet voice as he grabbed her hard by the arms.
"Tristan, what happened to you?" she asked, her heart pounding in her chest. "Something incredible Serenity. I feel stronger than I've ever felt before, I'm faster, and plus I'm freakin' immortal! Don't worry, though, Ren. Just hold still," he said drawing her closer. "HELP!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "SHUT UP!" he yelled. He turned her around and held her with one arm, as he put his other hand over her mouth, so no one would hear her scream. "Hey, buddy," came a voice behind him. He looked behind him to see a man in jeans and a black shirt. "Let the chick go," he said calmly. "And who the hell are you?" Tristan asked him.
"Doesn't matter, just let her go unless you wanna get your ass kicked," the man replied, still calm asthough nothing was happening. "Grr," Tristan growled as he threw Serenity to the ground, then turned to face the interloper. "Do you really wanna die? I'm immortal, you can't kill what's already dead!" Tristan sneered at him. "Well aren't you Mr. Fancy Pants? I've fought all soughts of things that died just as easily. So last chance, leave her alone, and leave," the man said scratching his chin. Tristan noticed that the man's right hand was metal, like a peice of armor (OK, DOES ANYONE KNOW WHO THE NEW GUY IS YET?) .
Tristan snarled and leapt onto the man, tackling him to the ground. "Damn, your heavy," he said looking up at Tristan. Tristan leaned down to bite into him, but the man stabbed him hard in the chest with a knife. Tristan grunted in surprise and the man kicked him off. He stood up and pulled out a sawed off double barrelled shotgun from a holster on his back. "No necking on the first date, kid. Besides, I'm not into guys," he told him before blasting a shell into Tristan's belly.
Joey had heard the blast and ran in the direction it came from. He heard three more shots before he came to the park. He saw Tristan being shot by a man with a shotgun and Serenity on the ground hiding behind a large tire. He ran to his sister, "Serenity, are you ok?" he whispered, startling his sister. Serenity saw her brother and hugged him tightly, "Joey! I'm glad you're ok! Tristan tried to kill me, but that man came and stopped him," she told her brother pointing to the shotgun toting person. "I don't know who he is, but I owe him one," Joey said quietly.
"How is Tristan still alive and moving after being shot like that?" Serenity asked. Joey shook his head, "I don't know, but all I know is, that's not the Tristan we knew,". Back in the fight, Tristan was still taking slugs from the shotgun. "I told you I can't die! Why don't you listen?" he asked smirking. "Really? Huh, well can you live through this?" the man asked, pointing the shotgun's barrel upward, from under Tristan's chin. He pulled the trigger and with another boom, the shotgun blew Tristan's head off his body. The body and head turned to dust and bones, just as Serenity had seen in the alley. The man loaded the shotgun, flipped it around on his fingers and put in back into the holster.
He turned to see Serenity and Joey peeking out from behind the tire, and rolled his eyes. "Hey, it's ok, the boogey man's gone, kiddies. You can come out now," he said with a bit of sarcasm. They stepped out from the tire and walked over to him. "Thank you," Serenity said quietly. "Yeah, look, I don't need your thanks ok? Just don't go around with monsters at night," he told her walking off. Joey and Serenity watched him walk into the shadows and disappear.
"We didn't even get his name," Serenity said to herself. Joey walked over to where Tristan had been slain by the shells and looked at down. He could feel tears form in his eyes, but he really didn't care. His best friend had turned into some kind of monster, had tried to kill both him and Serenity, then a guy comes along and blows his head off. He fell to his knees and cried at his loss. Serenity slowly walked over and put a hand on his shoulder.
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Kilnorc: hope that's a good one, I'm sorry if it sucks, I've had trouble thinking of stuff, plus i've been really busy with my other stories. Now, if anyone knows who that man that killed Tristan was, SAY SO IN REVIEW! Those who get it right, get cake!