Connor walked through a darkened alley, slowly stake in hand he could sense vampires nearby so he had his guard up not so much walking as stalking. Something was going to happen the only question was when?
A voice called out to him, distant. So distant he thought he might be hearing things. Again it came but he couldn't make out the words until a bright light pierced through the darkness encompassing all.
"Sir you need to wake up."
Connor was suddenly snapped back to reality. A Flight Attendant shaking his shoulders. How long had he been asleep?
"Sorry for waking you Sir but we'll be landing shortly."
"Landing?"
"Yes Sir we've arrived. You'll need to fasten your Seatbelt."
Connor nodded and did as he was instructed as the Woman left to complete her Pre-Landing Duties. He couldn't believe he'd slept for so Long. That Dream what did it mean? He had a feeling it was more then just an ordinary dream but he couldn't explain it. He reserved those thoughts for later as the plane began landing.
Connor sighed Customs had taken longer then he'd expected. He now sat in a cheap Hotel Room as Darkness was falling. Lying on the bed that squeaked every time he moved in a room the smelt of Sweat and Urine. This place was totally sickening but he had no choice. He leapt to his feet moving to a suitcase on the floor as he pulled out a piece of wood about three quarters the size of a forearm sharpened at one end.
He left the Hotel walking through the streets of Sydney, through the darkness this was a Hellmouth so it shouldn't be too long before he found what he was looking for. Turning in random directions until he came to a stop. Déjà vu loomed strongly over him. He knew this place as he clutched his stake and walked cautiously through the alley he had ended up in. There were vampires close he could feel it.
Suddenly it hit him. The dream he knew this place from the dream. Creeping forward slowly until he heard sounds, a struggle? He quickened his speed until he found the source of the sound. Two Vampires were attacking a Male of about his age. The man ducked under a swing of one of the vamps lashing out at it with an open palmed technique and he swore he saw a blue flash every time he connected. Knocking the Vampire back with the last hit as he turned around to face the other vamp and it was sent flying backwards without even being touched. Probably by Instinct the man pivoted 180 Degrees to see the first Vampire running at him again. A fireball appeared in his hand as he sent it flying at the Vampire as it shrieked in pain and his clothes lit on fire. Connor now knew what he was watching. A Witch, he also knew that it wasn't enough fire to kill the Vampire but so it seemed did the Witch as a piece of wood flew up from the ground flying into the Vampire's heart dusting him.
Connor noticed the other Vampire charging at the Witch's exposed back but it didn't look like he was turning around to meet the attack.
"Look Out!"
The Witch Turned but not fast enough as the Vampire leapt at him knocking him to the floor ready for the kill but the witch's arm came up and was holding the Vampire at bay by pushing against it's neck with his forearm.
"Want a hand?" Connor asked the man.
"No, I'm fine."
Connor shrugged spinning his stake in his hand as he drove it into the vampire's exposed back as it joined it's friend as a pile of dust and Connor held out his hand to the man who took it.
"Thanks, Things were a little close back there."
"A little? What would you have done if I hadn't been here?"
"I'd have managed. I do appreciate it though. I'm Matt by the way."
"Connor."
"Well Connor you saved my life I think you've earned a drink. I'm curious to your story anyway. We can find out how each other knows about Vampires and I'm sure you've got a couple questions about the Magic."
Connor did have questions. That dream too he thought maybe the Powers wanted him to be here. To meet this man, He nodded.
"Sure, Let's go."