4
After i finished the necessary preliminaries with the doctors i left. I was way too painful to sit around. While i was driving aimlessly around i realized i was all alone. My watcher was dead, My parents were dead (which happened two years before i met Greg), and me and my boyfriend are in splitsville. I felt like crying again. I didn't though. A car behind me blared his horn and sped up in front of me.
After awhile of driving i found myself at Michael's place. I didn't turn around, instead i got out figuring he could at least take the time to comfort me. When i arrived at his door i positioned my hand to knock but stopped. I kicked the door clean off its hindges when i heard female laughter.
The girl gasped as the door fell with a loud bang. She and Michael were sitting on the couch covered in papers and books. "Krysten!" he yelled sitting straight up. I looked at the girl then back at him, "I guess you weren't just a one night stand."
She didn't say anything. I could feel a very powerful rage building up within me. "What are you doing here?" He asked annoyed. He picked up the door with a bit of a struggle and set it up against the wall. "Greg's dead." i could feel the tears coming. I wanted to hit something, anything.
"We're so sorry for the death but we have work to do," the girl said with a snotty tone. "Tina, shut up," Michael barked. I turned slowly to glare at Tina. "What?" she sneered. It took all my power not to hit her at that moment. I took a deep breath and ignored her, i turned back to Michael, "Work?"
"Yeah," he replied sheepishly. He had a look of apology on his face, "Me and Tina decided it would be best for us to take care of the Ogre-demons." I was surprised when he said the D word in front of her. I was even more surprised when she said, "Yeah, we thought they were too much for a Slayer to handle."
"She knows!" I screamed at him. "Yeah i know," Tina said from behind me. "Did you tell her?" i asked him ignoring Tina. "No, he didn't tell me," she piped up. "I was talking to Michael!" I screamed at her. I couldn't bvelieve what was going on. This had to be the worst night of my life.
"I can explain," he said. He sat me on his couch on a pile of papers and began, "Tina is a Witch and she sensed my dilemma so she decided to help." I gave him a look, "What dilemma? the one where you were in dire need of sexual contact?"
"Do you want to hear the story or don't you?" He said losing patience. I thought about it, "No, i don't. I really don't." i said getting up. I gave Tina a look before i proceeded to exit. "Where are you going?" He asked rage creeping into his voice.
"I'm leaving cause obviously you and Tina have things under control."
I stopped and thought about telling him what i thought of him at that moment but i didn't want to have to stay any longer than needed. "Goodbye Michael," i said quietly.
"Wait!" he called trying to stop me. "You have to understand that i did what was best for you, I could never let anything happen to you."
Was he kidding? "Are you serious?" I asked. He looked at me as if to say why wouldn't i be.
"Michael, I'm the Slayer. The one girl in all the world with the power to defeat these demons. It is my job to get hurt and maybe die in the process, It's not yours!" Tears were falling from my green eyes now, staining my face.
He didn't say anything just stood there staring at me. I sighed, "You do what you need to do with her," I said pointing towards Tina. "I'm going to deal with these things on my own." With that i left leaving silence in my wake.
I pulled in to Greg's house. I was hesistant to get out, not because of the i thought the demon was still in there, No. I feared the memories that i would experience by walking over the threshold of the house. I took a deep breath and crossed the barrier between this old shell of a house and the rest of the world. The place was left untouched, surprisingly.
The blood was still there, the bits of glass, everything. I resisted the urge to take out my anger and pain on the nearest object. Besides it would do no good by causing an even bigger mess. I walked past the debris to Greg's old book collection of the occult. I gave a small laugh as i thought of how Greg use to always badger me for never taking the time to read up on past Slayers, demons...or anything that wasn't a teen magazine. Eventhough i was 22.
The memory's good feeling only lasted a few seconds before the pain of his death hit me again. I tried to push the memory away as i thought of a way to defeat the demons at hand. There was something Greg was trying to tell me before he died. He said that he found a way to kill these things...but what was it? "Oh right!" I uttered eyeing a book lying on the ground. I ignore the splatter of blood against the wall as i bent over to pick up the open book.
I turned to the front cover, "Dark and Evil Beings," I read aloud. This is it. I flipped through the entire book until i found what i was looking for. There he was. My current demon. Smack dab on page 239 was the ogre demon. I spent a couple of minutes reading through its history, it's powers and breeding habits. Random facts. I stopped on a small section labeled "To Vanquish." I read on through then stopped. This couldn't be right. I read the passage five or six different times and each time i keep coming to the same conclusion.
This couldn't be it! It just couldn't be! I didn't believe it! I read through each and every book he contained which took all night and all next morning. And there was no other solution. To defeat the ogre demons I would have to sacrifice my life.
The thought of my death haunted my mind all day long as i tried to straighten Greg's house a bit. I imagined myself facing the ogre's and being killed. It was a terrible thought that wouldn't stop playing itself in my mind. Once the blood, glass, and dirt were cleaned from the floor i made my way back to the rooms.
I entered the guest room and started scrubbing the walls. I cleaned the sheets and flipped the mattress. I did the same to Greg's room-albeit reluctantly-and finally sat to rest around nine.
A knock came at the door. "Come in," I said. Michael walked through with a bruised and bloodied Tina. I quickly got up and help her to the couch. "What happened?" I asked truly concerned, my hate for the both of them subsiding. Michael explained to me how they tried to take on the Ogre's by themselves. "Apparently our powers arn't strong enough for them."
I'll admit it. At that moment i wanted to laugh in their faces and kick them out but that wouldn't be the right way to handle this. I sighed as i gave in, "Ok take her to the back so she can get cleaned up, I'll see if i have any clothes that she can wear of mine."
"Thanks," Michael said as he carried Tina away. It pained me to see him act so protective of her but i dismissed the feeling and found a clean pair of clothes for her to wear. My favorite black sweater with a pair of blue jeans. One of my basic patrol outfits. When Tina came back with Michael i gave her the clothing.
She thanked me and went to go change. Michael stayed behind. After awhile of pained silence i finally spoke up. "You guys seem pretty serious." He turned to look at me with those big blues eyes that made me fall in love with him, "Im sorry, I didn't mean for this to get out of hand, she wasn't suppose to be anything more than a one-nighter," he apologized.
I felt my eyes water, "What about me?" I asked "Did you just stop loving me?"
"No never, it's just that you were never around," He took my hands into his. I looked away, I didn't want him to see me cry. "I will always love you."
I pushed away from him and went over to sit down. I looked up at him and saw that he looked sad and confused at the same time. I didn't want to continue the conversation so i adverted my focus and attention to the book that contained the death of the demons and me.
Tina came out wearing my clothes. The bruises on her face seemed to heal a little, she didn't look as bad now. She sat next to Michael and played with the end of my shirt to keep from looking at us. Probably ashamed. "So," Michael started. Tina and I looked at him. "What next?"
I pondered the question. I was planning on going on a demon killing spree but when? And was i really ready to die? I got up and faced the two. "Before you two left to go and face those things Greg told me how to kill them...before he died," I added. They looked at me shocked. Tina seemed more shocked, probably thinking she could of saved herself a serious ass kicking if she just would've shut up and listened to me.
"How?" Michael asked still reeling from the shock. I handed him the book and opened to the page. After scanning the passages he looked at me in disbelief. "You can't be serious?" He said. I nodded slowly. Tina grabbed the book to see what the fuss was over. I knew she found it when her expression changed from nothing to worry. I thanked her silently for her concern.
"Think you guys can perform it?" I asked. They both shook their heads in unison, "No, i won't let you do this!" he said. "Thanks for the concern but its a little late for that," I retorted. "I've made up my mind i have to do this."
Before any one could say otherwise the sound of wood splintering came from behind me. I turned to see the front door had been pierced with an arrow. I hesistantly opened the door to see the rest of the arrow jutting out from the wooden exterior. I scream at what was at the end of the the arrow. Greg's head had been pierced between the eyes with the arrow and shot at the door. There was a chorus of roar's and demonic screams. I looked straight out and saw the field of demons headed for the house. With the death of me on their minds. Maybe i would die tonight.
A/N: thats it for this chap! stay tuned for the last and final update! Sorry for the late post. I've been busy with games and being sick. Plus i'm also working on 5 other projects but i'll try to get the last chapter up in the next week or two. successor chap.3 will be in too later! and remember Read and Review!