True Potential

Chapter 3

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Natasha walked down the stairs, ready to face her mother. It was going to be hard, telling her she had to leave, but it had to happen sooner or later, and Natasha really wanted to get it over with. Her mother was sat reading a magazine in the living room. Natasha sat next to her and took a deep breath.

"Mum, I have something I need to tell you."

Jenny Davies put her magazine down and paid her daughter her full attention.

"Yes sweetie?"

"I have to go to California."

"Is there a school trip? That would be lovely!"

"No mum, it's not with school. I have to leave next week, once school is over for the summer."

"Why do you need to go? Are you in trouble?" Jenny suddenly looked worried.

"No. Yes. I will be, if I don't go."

"But I don't understand why."

"I can't tell you, you'll freak out. But you have to trust me."

"No, you are not going to America, no way. You've never even been outside Britain without me and your father, you won't cope."

"Mum, I have to do this. I'll be fine; I'd be staying with a girl. A lot of girls actually."

"Like a summer camp?"

"No, like a house, with a lot of girls lodging there."

"No, no way, I am not letting you go."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know what it's for. If you tell me I'll think about it."

"Okay, but you have to believe me."

"I promise."

Natasha gulped and told her mother the story, "You know what a vampire is yeah?"

"Yes."

"They're real. Honestly. And there's a girl in California, Buffy. She's the vampire slayer. She kills vampires and protects humans. And it turns out; I'm what they call a potential slayer."

"What does that mean?"

"If something happened to Buffy, me and some more girls would be considered as the next slayer."

"You're joking."

"No mum, this is true."

"Go to your room. I asked for the truth and you give me a fairy story!"

"But mum..."

"No. Go upstairs and do your homework. And don't come back down until I say so."

Natasha was sat on her bed, listening to the muffled talk going on downstairs. Her father was home from work, and from what she could make out, her mother was telling him about the vampire slaying.

"It's like she's gone mad. I'm scared about her Mathew. I'm really worried."

"Maybe she's sick?"

"Sick in the head more like!"

"Jen, don't be so hard on her. Maybe there's something really wrong."

"That's what I'm worried about!"

"Maybe we should take her to the doctor tomorrow."

"Yes, I think that's a good idea. Dr Jenkins will know what to do."

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