Two years passed since Crystal was called and her watcher couldn't stand her. She was, independent, disobedient, and more or less insolent. Mr. Morris stared at the lady climbing down the stairs. She was wearing an ivory dress and heels.

"Mr. Morris, I don't see how patrolling dressed like this is logical. How am I supposed to fight the vampires and demons if I can't even kick?"

"This is just for show Crystal. You're going to change your attire when we arrive. I just want people to think that I'm your chaperone taking you out for…a night on the town."

"Oh, well then what am I going to wear."

"The man's clothes you've been wearing since patrol."

"Oh…Well then, let's go."

The full moon lay motionless in the sky as the sheer clouds coated it. Crystal strolled along the graveyard lazily begging for some action. She had left her watcher in a pub after dressing down. Instead of the elegant ivory gown she wore out, a large button-up shirt and large baggy pants covered her. Her red hair was pulled back in a long braid and a brown leather hat. She sung a small tune waiting for a new vampire to arise.

"Come on Miss Lynch, some of us have some demonology books to read."

Slowly, the vampire arose out of her grave and crystal pulled her out with out breaking a sweat.

"I feel very hungry." She vamped out. With barely any effort, Crystal plunged the stake into her heart.

"That's all I get?" She called out into the night.

"No Luv, that's not all you get. You see, you just killed my childe; made her into dust."

"So, are you just going to complain or do something about it?"

"Ooh cheeky aren't we?"

"I've been told that." She commented as she turned to face her speaker. He was a man…well vampire with blonde locks, and a scar on his left eyebrow. He aimed a blow at her jaw and she stumbled backwards.

"Are you sure you're the Slayer? You don't fight like one." She aimed a kick at his stomach and sent him stumbling backwards.

"Keep on taunting me. The more you do, the angrier I get…and you don't want to make me angry."

"That's where you're wrong Luv. You see, I like my Slayers brassed off. That way, I get the best out of them before I kill, but you know, you're kind of cute so maybe I'll sire you." While he spoke, he pursued crystal as she backed up. Soon her back hit the wall and his body was against hers.

"Who are you?"

"William the bloody…well now I go by Spike you?"

"Crystal…The Vampire Slayer."

"So you're the new Slayer?"

"No. I just walk around in man's clothes dusting vampires and studying demons in my spare time." She kneed him in the gut and kicked him in the stomach causing him to fly back.

"Ok crystal, you are strong." Spike said standing up and walking towards her. Before she knew what happened, he grabbed her arm, twisted her arm, and striked it with his fist. "But

you can't fight if you don't have an arm." Crystal screamed. With little effort, Spike picked her up and threw her against the side of a mausoleum.

"You're wrong about that." She stood up and wiped the blood from her mouth. "SOLARIS!"

A blast of fire came from her hand and with ease Spike dodged it.

"So you're a witch. I could always use some more power. He knocked her to the ground and climbed on top of her. Spike sat and straddled her as she struggled.

"Let go! This is highly improper."

"Lying with a man older than you isn't? Not to mention a witch." The more she struggled the more he smirked. "I just want a taste…I won't take it all." Crystal head butted him and used her feet to kick him off.

"Well you're not going to get a taste." She started to walk off and he knocked her to the ground.

"I'm not done Luv."

She stood up shakily and faced her opponent.

"I am." She sent a hard blow at his jaw and he collapsed unconscious to the ground. Crystal walked off towards her watcher and into the night…

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