Erin the Vampire Slayer
Summary: Vampire Slayer Erin is found by Buffy in Australia and is taken back to England to be trained with the other Slayers.
Author's Note: This is entirely for my friend Nikki who knows how much I love Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. She drew me a picture where I am a Vampire Slayer, and now we have a running "thing" where, well, I am a Vampire Slayer. So purely for her benefit, I wrote a story about it. Here's hoping she reads it. And Nikki, if you are reading this, do me a favour and don't mention this to anyone else? It'll be our little secret. This seems really cheesy I know, so I'll apologize now.
Chapter OneErin was on her way home after a walk late at night, unprepared for what was about to face. She knew nothing about the world of vampires, only what she'd heard through television and through legends. Like Dracula; the vampire that could not be killed. She knew of ways to kill vampires: a stake through the heart, fire, sunlight, decapitation. But she never believed in that stuff, she never knew any of it would happen to her.
As she approached her block, Erin heard footsteps behind her. She quickened her pace and turned the corner, trying to escape whomever it was that was close behind her. It was very dark, and she had no torch and no way of lighting up her surroundings. There was the odd streetlamp here and there, but otherwise, she was alone. She was alone in the darkness, waiting to fall prey to whatever it was that was following her.
Then it attacked. She felt something hit her with force and she tumbled to the ground. Rolling over, she caught sight of the beast that was after her. She didn't believe it. She didn't want to believe it. A vampire. She was fighting a vampire.
She quickly got to her feet and as she tried to intimidate the vampire, she began to take tiny steps backwards. Did she dare try and outrun it? There were only three streets to her house; she could do it. She didn't want to risk it though, and instead stayed to fight it. Something inside her, instinct, told her not to run. Why?
The vampire made slow advances, taunting her. It snarled a few times, its golden eyes shining like fireflies in the darkness. Then it hurled itself at Erin, taking her by surprise. She acted fast, swinging her leg in a roundhouse kick and listening to the vampire roll along the ground on the grass. She struggled to see it in the pitch-black of the night, instead listening for sounds of it approaching again.
The vampire scrambled to its feet and ran at Erin again. She swung a fist, hearing it connect with the demon's jaw. She swung again. Missed. It tackled her to the ground and tried to pin her. She struggled, and quickly found that she was losing.
Then there it was. That thing inside her that told her there was something different about her. Why wasn't she afraid of this world? The world of vampires. Why was she hanging around to fight this vampire? Why didn't she run screaming like anyone else would, or let it kill her? There was something inside of her that understood; she understood who she was and what she had to do. She wasn't afraid and she faced it head-on. She was willing to fight with this beast until she won, and she didn't care for screaming much.
As she looked up Erin saw the golden eyes glaring down at her, the vampire's face all bulging and deformed. Its forehead was lumpy, all around its eyes were puffy and its whole face looked swollen. Fangs peeked over its bottom lip, and at that point Erin became scared. It was so close to her, close enough to kill her, and she couldn't shake it off. She struggled for a few more seconds before lying completely still. She waited for it to move in before attacking again, making it think she'd given up.
Suddenly the vampire was thrown off her. Erin looked up at a young blonde woman wearing dark denim jeans, a cotton shirt and a long black coat. She extended her hand down and Erin accepted it, seconds later being pulled to her feet.
"Would you like me to take care of him for you?" The woman offered. Erin didn't know who this woman was or why she was suddenly there to help, but she felt that this woman knew what she was doing. She nodded and the woman went into battle.
A kick. A punch. The woman and the vampire tackled each other to the ground and fought for several minutes before the woman pulled something from her coat. It looked like a small piece of wood, but it was soon knocked from her hand as the vampire gained the upper hand in the fight.
It sat on top of the woman, pinning her down like it had done to Erin moments before. Erin took the chance to grab the small piece of wood and approach the vampire from behind.
"You know what to do!" The woman shouted from beneath the vampire. Erin glanced down at the piece of wood in her hand and thought back to ways she knew of killing vampires. She knew all about this stuff, and strangely, this didn't bother her.
Stake through the heart. She remembered. Before the vampire could react Erin leaned in and forced the piece of wood into the vampire's back, penetrating its heart. She watched as it exploded into tiny pieces of dust and scatter all over the woman on the ground. Erin reached down her hand and helped the woman up.
"You okay?" She asked.
"I'll live. I'm used to it." The woman replied. She dusted herself off, patting her coat and jeans to shake lose fragments of dust. She looked up at Erin and smiled warmly. "I'm Buffy. You'd be Erin, right?"
Erin was confused as to how this woman 'Buffy' knew her name. "Yeah." She replied hesitantly. "How do you know me? Do I know you?"
"No, I'm pretty sure you don't." Buffy began explaining herself. "I work for the Watcher's Council of Britain."
"Why is the Watcher's Council of Britain saving me here in Australia? And in the suburbs no less?" Erin demanded.
"I'm the Slayer." Buffy informed her. "The Slayer. The original, the only. That is, until last year. You see, Slayers fight things like that vampire that attacked you tonight. We fight them and we kill them."
"And again, why are you here?"
"You're a Slayer, Erin. You're a chosen one, just like me." Erin stared blankly at Buffy for a minute before responding.
"Pffft. No way. Chosen one? Me?"
"Yes. Since you're all the way down here on your own, I thought that it would be best if I came personally and got you."
"Got me?"
"You have to come back with me to England."
"What? No I don't." Erin protested. "Look, being attacked by a vampire late at night is one thing, but then being told that I'm chosen and that I have to leave the country and go to the other side of the world is something else completely. No way, I can't go. I have a life here; friends, family, school."
"I was 16 when I found out I was the Slayer." Buffy put things into perspective. "And back then, it was just me. I was one of a kind. There were no other Slayers around like there are now, and I can tell you, when I found out I prayed for it not to be true. I didn't want that responsibility, I was just a teenager."
"That's great, really. I'm 15, even younger than you. I can't just pick up and leave everything to go to England and be a Slayer. Sure, I'd like to go to England – one day. Not now, not while I'm still in school and while I have things to do here."
"I understand that you don't want to go, but you have to. You have to be trained so you can come back here and be safe, and protect others. You can come home, I promise, just after you've been shown what it means to be a Slayer." Buffy finished.
"I'm sorry, Buffy, I can't do this. It's just not who I am." Buffy sighed and took a step towards the young teen.
"You can. You have to. People everywhere are counting on you. No one else is going to stop them, and it's up to us as Slayers to protect people from them. We hunt them, we fight them and we kill them. That's all there is to it."
"I can do that."
"You were nearly killed here tonight. That vampire had you pinned, and you weren't even struggling."
"I was waiting for my moment to strike." Erin protested.
"See?" Buffy jumped at the comment. "That's strategy. That's Slayer talk. You can't escape this, believe me, I've tried. Come on, we can go and see your family."
"I can't do this, it's such a big thing." Erin said. "I mean, a Slayer? What am I? A fighter? A killer? A murderer?"
"No. Not a murderer. One Slayer, a single Slayer took things too far and became a murderer, but that's not what we are. That's not what we do. We only kill things that are either already dead or that are demons. We never kill humans, therefore we are never murderers. Do you see? We're special, we're unique."
"We're one of a kind.' Erin repeated Buffy's earlier statement about when she was first called.
"Exactly." Buffy extended her hand and waited for Erin to accept. "Will you come back to England with me?"
Erin hesitated. She was something special, she could feel it. She'd felt it for a while, a few months, but never thought anything of it. Now she knew why she felt so much power. She just didn't know how to use it. Buffy was promising her a life that she'd never imagined. One where she'd be like possibly hundreds of other people. She looked up at Buffy and took hold of her hand.
"I don't really have a choice, do I?" She asked.
"You always have a choice. You can choose to leave at any time, but you have to know how to use your power. We have to train you and teach you the ways of previous Slayers." Buffy explained.
"Who is 'we'? The Watcher's Council of Britain?" Erin inquired.
"Yes. That's where many of the other girls are being trained. Back in England with my friends."
"Other girls? There are no boys that are Slayers?"
"No. Slayer's are always girls." Buffy informed her. "Some ancient rule when men made the Slayer thousands of years ago. Don't worry about it, really. Don't let it bother you, you'll meet plenty of boys, maybe even some you'll have to save." She placed a hand on Erin's back and led her away into the night. They headed back to Erin's house where her parents were waiting for an explanation as to where she'd been and why there was an older woman with her.
After an explanation and a fair bit of yelling, crying and exchanges of feelings, it was settled. Erin was going to England.
A/N: Well hmm… this turned out rather interesting. At first it was just something to humour a friend's warped mind (sorry Nikki lol) and strange nickname for me but it has turned into something else entirely. I actually kinda like this story. It's me (duh) but it's not me, you know? There's no way I'd be like that. I would have been killed straight away. Lol. I would have freaked out… maybe. I've never been in a similar human situation or anything (no fights etc) so I don't know what I would have done. Anyway, the plan so far is that Erin (aka me) is a Slayer. Buffy has come to take Erin back to England where she can train with the other Slayers. But before she goes, Erin has one more day of school. She has to see her friends, and she has to get through the entire day without telling anyone who she is. Why? She just doesn't think her friends would understand, no special reason. But she can't keep it secret. R&R thanks.