Willow and Oz emerged from the background. "Buffy, do you want our help slaying?" Oz offered.
"That'd be great. We can split into groups."
"Can I be on your team?" Spike asked Buffy.
"If you'd like. Will, try and keep contact with Xander, if he wants I'd like him to help too."
"Got it."
"All right. I'll meet up with you guys later." Buffy held her hand out for Spike. "C'mon." Spike quickly took it and followed her.
Their happy alone time came to a swift stop when they heard a girl screaming. They ran as fast as they could down and alley where two girls were being attacked. They had already sunk their teeth into the victims but they weren't past saving. "Hey!" Both stopped and looked up at the two figures that stood before them. "Don't you know that all play and no work on your part, make my job really dull." They tossed the girls to the side and they grasped the idea that they better run quickly.
"Slayer," the guy in the jean jacket said.
"Look, he knows me," Buffy sarcastically stated. The jean jacket vamp charged Buffy, throwing a punch to her face. Buffy blocked it and kicked him in the stomach. He staggered back. The vamp quickly recovers and backhands her face and elbows her back, making her fall to the ground. She kicks his legs out from under him and stakes him.
Spike flipped the guy over his head as he pursued him. The vamp flips up to his feet and kicks Spike across the face. Spike spun with the force of his kick and retaliated with a punch to the side. He kicked the back of his knees, making the vamp fall to the ground and he pulled his shirt back, ramming his back into the exposed stake. "That wasn't that hard."
"You're telling me." They heard more screams ring through the air. "But we're nowhere near finished."
"Never will be." They ran out of the alley and stood on the sidewalk. "I heard one over here," he pointed to the left.
Buffy looked straight ahead and saw a girl running from a vamp. "I see one at twelve o'clock."
"Huh?"
"Twelve o'clock."
Spike turned right. "Where?"
"Right in front of me."
"That's not
twelve o'clock. That's three o'clock."
"All right, there's a girl running from a vamp in front of me and the more we fight the closer she is to be becoming vamp food."
"Fine. I'll go this way and you go that way."
Buffy started running and called back, "We'll meet up later!" Her legs pushed hard to make up for lost time. The vamp was chasing the blonde into a graveyard. "Why are you going in a graveyard? One dead person isn't enough to run from?" The vampire finally caught up to the girl and knocked her to the ground. Buffy ran up behind him and tossed him off her. "I don't think she's ready to round third base." He snarled at her, exposing his sharp fangs. "You must need a really good dental plan with those chompers." Buffy received a sharp punch to the back of her skull. She turned her head and saw that the blonde was actually a vamp herself. "Well this is picture perfect." She went to kick Buffy's face but she blocked with her arms and threw and upper cut to the vamps jaw. She spun around and jump kicked the guy's stomach. He punches her, rendering her balance and then kicks her in the back. She falls to the ground, turns over and jumps to her feet, kicking him with both her feet in his face. The girl vamp emerges and tries kicking Buffy in the side. Buffy blocks it and the next jab. She grabs the vamps arm and continuously knees her in the abdomen five times before kicking up to her face. Buffy pulled out her stake and plunged it into the girl's chest. "Looks like your partner in crime's become fertilizer." The guy's anger grew and he charged her, planting a kick to her chest. She quickly recovers, seizes his arm and wrenches it backward, then slams her fist into his face, stunning him. She plants the stake in his heart and whips it out. Her heart was beating fast and her breathing was deep. She stopped everything when she heard a distant sound of clapping.
A brunette emerged from behind a crypt. "Not bad B." She was wearing tight, dark red leather pants and a black top with cut off black sleeves.
"B?"
"Yeah. Figured you were worth a nickname. Ya had some nice moves out here."
A male showed himself by stepping out from behind an Angel statuette. He was wearing a long black leather coat, black pants and a white wife beater. "Nothing too impressive," he stated.
"I didn't know there was an audience."
"There's always an audience," the girl incited, showing off her pearly whites. "The world's a stage B."
"That's cute, but before we start getting all chit chatty I would really like to know who the hell you are."
"I'm Faith and this is my buddy Angelus. We've become fans of your work and wanted to come witness it for ourselves."
"So what are you? Demons here to try to take over the world or are you both the scum of the earth which I like to call vampires?"
"He's a vampire, I however am 100 human. Well, in some light."
"You're a slayer and you weren't warned of 'The Great Angelus'?" Angelus asked.
"Sorry, you must be old news."
"245 years old actually, but still news. What kind of crap is this. You work hard at making a name for yourself. Killing your family, torturing those who I kill before sucking them dry and I get 'who are you?' Now I really hate you," he sneered.
"Good. One less person on my Christmas list."
"Too bad because I still plan on getting you some presents. Preferably of the human innards department."
"Easy big boy," Faith intervened. "Let's not give her the cliff notes before the big performance."
"Performance?"
"Oh yeah, it's gonna be a crowd pleaser," Angelus chimed in.
"Are you two banning together to be pains in my ass? Why don't we just fight now and get this over with?"
"Because we're not the typical weaklings you tend to fight. He's been around for a couple centuries and I too contain the credentials of a slayer."
Buffy's eyes widened. "What?"
"That's right. A slayer. One chosen to fight the forces of darkness and all that crap. Well, it turns out that in this lifetime, there's two. And one fights with the forces of darkness."
"How?"
"Don't know, don't care. I was told I was a slayer, which meant super strength. With strength comes power and well, the title seemed perfect for me. But right now, we're gonna book it. We just wanted to make an appearance. Make ya a little uneasy. We'll show up again though."
"I'll be looking forward to it."
"Not as much as me. Actually, I'm looking more forward to meeting up with your friend Willow or Xander." Buffy's heart quickened pace again. He knows Willow and Xander's name! "I did my homework." Angelus smiled.
"Catch ya later B."
Buffy was wondering how they thought they could just get away, but then it hit her. Literally. A vamp came up from behind and kicked her in the cusp of her back.