Flying.
I felt like I was flying.
When I opened my eyes, I could see my surroundings moving. It was like I was floating. But when I looked down to the ground I noticed that I was being carried.
I remembered everything. Don't knock out a Slayer boys. It doesn't work quite as well.
I had to make a plan, I looked around, checked out my surrounding, looking for ways to get away. I saw my chance. A fire escape, fifty feet in front.
I waited for my chance, and then right when we were right next to the fire escape, I made my move. The vampire didn't really have my body held very tight, so I just moved my arms around his head, and twisted it. The body went limp for just a minute, just long enough to fall out of his arms. I hit the ground running. Before the vampires knew what hit them, I was halfway up the fire escape.
But sadly, I forgot that vampires have an inhuman ability to jump. I was on the third story when one of them just landed right next to me. Now it was my turn to be caught off guard. The vampire grabbed onto my jacket and hurled me all the way down to the ground. I hit hard, but it takes a little more than that to stop a slayer. I pulled myself off the ground and started running full speed. I wouldn't get very far, but hopefully, I'll get far enough to call for some help.
But it wasn't. I ran right into a dead end. I was trapped and there was no way out. I just closed my eyes and waited for it to happen.
What the hell!
I think everyone stopped fighting, and turned their attention to the bar as it exploded. What I can only describe as a giant werewolf just erupted out of the bar and let out a bestial roar. It was like the television version of a werewolf, standing a towering eight feet tall, but yet hunched over like a gorilla. The odd thing was, it didn't seem it was quite natural. It had a huge plate over the right side of its face, and its eye was red, like the terminator. And all of its claws were at least six inches long and gleaming, like metal.
It didn't take long for the monster to start its attack, but to my great surprise, it wasn't attacking people, it wasn't attacking the innocents…only the vampires.
"Well, I'll take all the help I can get," I muttered as I beheaded the distracted vampire in front of me. Looking around I noticed the last group of vampires carting off an unconscious man, through the side door. I made my way through the crowd.
"Hey Assholes!"
It was like an angel, coming to my rescue. I opened my eyes and quickly found out it wasn't an angel. It was just a boy, not too much older than me, but don't let that fool you. He didn't look as innocent as me. He was taller than me, wearing tattered black jeans, and a black t-shirt with the sleeves cut off. He had fire tattoos dancing up and down his arms. His hair was black and naturally spiked.
He stood there, playing with his lighter, at the end of the alley, leaned up against the wall. He looked up and started walking towards us, the vampires turned around, obviously confident from their last conquest.
"Why don't you pick on someone your own size, " He said walking towards them. The vampires were happy to oblige. They started running towards him, leaving me there at the end. I didn't have anywhere to run. The next sight was something I had never seen before, something I thought wasn't possible.
The boy lit his lighter and smiled evilly, "Merry Christmas," he extended his other hand as if to cast magic, and fire streamed from his lighter and lit the entire alley on fire, engulfing everything, the street, the vampires, everything…except for me. It was a fireworks show for the gods. Vampires exploding into dust, left and right, the fires were beautiful, but just like that, they were gone, all that was left was the boy who saved me. But he just started walking off.
"Wait!" I screamed, standing up, "don't go!" I started running towards him.
"What?" He said, turning around.
I made it all the way over to him, and I wrapped him in a hug, but it wasn't returned.
"Listen," He sighed, pushing me away, "just because I saved your life, doesn't make me your boyfriend."
It hit me like a ton of bricks. "What?" But it was no use. He just walked away. I just stood there.
Damn, what did I do last night?
I woke up in a pool of my own blood.
"Oh, that's what happened." I stood up, "Shit!"
I looked all over, and found my shotgun, lying not far away, "I hope this works," I waved my hand a couple of time, casting a simple spell. A spell to find the girl. It was easy since I knew exactly what she looked like.
A small green ball of light appeared in front of me, "Find the girl," I filled my mind with her image and it took off.
"I hate this part," I took off running. The ball traveled so fast, I had to sprint to keep up, but sure enough she wasn't that far away. 4 blocks away, there she was sitting up against the wall with her legs pulled up against her chest, crying. I looked around, but there were no vampires around, but their dust littered the alleyway just near the dead end.
"That poor girl," I whispered. I walked slowly over to her, "Hey, you OK? You put up quite a fight." The whole alley smelled like sulfur, and some of the walls were smoking. What the hell happened here? But that wasn't very important right now, I need to get this girl home.
She looked up into my eyes, just a scared little girl. She didn't move. She just stayed there, crying.
"C'mon miss, its time to go home," I extended my hand. She looked back up, and took my hand reluctantly and hoisted herself up, but her knees were weak. Makes sense, the shock does weird things to a person. I caught her and hoisted her up into my arms; all she could do was rest her head on my shoulders.
Poor girl.
I started walking.