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Mayday the Vampire Slayer
Episode 1- Welcome to the Hellmouth
Chapter 1- Arrival
The sleeping girl tossed and turned. Her dreams had become a mix of nightmarish images, from an army of vampires, to a pool of blood, to ugly creatures of incredible power. Throughout the dream, one dark figure kept intruding, creating a sense of incredible fear. Finally, his face came totally into the light. It was the most horrible vampiric face the girl had ever seen. It looked at her and she woke in a panic. As she gained a sense of her surroundings, knowing that she was in her bed, her heart rate slowed and her terror faded. Just then, she heard a knock at her bedroom door.
"Rise and shine, May. It's time to go to school." Announced her mother as she walked in. Her flaming red hair seemed to glow in the morning sun and her eyes sparkled with the excitement a new day always brought to her. "Let's see how fast we can fit ourselves in around here."
"I'll do my best, Mom" May Parker said as she rolled out of bed. "It's not going to be easy to do that with the record I have." she thought. "Has it really been two months since I burned down the gym? It's amazing how fast my life has changed..."
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Just a few months ago, May had been perfectly ordinary, or at least that was how it had seemed to her. To most of the other people she had encountered, she was something of an oddity, an unclassifiable phenomenon. She had been the star player of the Hemery High women's basketball team, and yet her grades were good enough to compete with the best students in the school. She made friends with jocks and nerds alike, and yet neither group was able to look down on her as "uncool". People always said that her ability to bridge the gap between these groups was as result of have a genius for a father and a former supermodel for a mother. There was some truth to that, since she had seemed to inherit the best traits of her parents, but the truth was, there was always something extra about her that attracted people to her. She had an extraordinary sense of compassion for the people around, to help and listen to them. No one at school knew it, but her ability to attract people was a direct result of her father's philosophy, which she had grown up with and made her own. The philosophy was very simple: With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility. Her father had always taught her that whatever talents, connections, or abilities she gained, whatever form of power, she had a duty to use them for the benefit of others rather than only herself. As a result, although the cheerleaders and others in the "popular group" would have denied it, May Parker was the most popular girl in school.
That all changed one day after school as May was doing layup drills in the gym. As she completed a basket from the other side of the court, she heard the sound of hands clapping behind her. She had turned around suddenly, startled. A man was standing there, a small, thin, grey haired old man with a mustache and a beard. He told her that his name was Merrick and that he had come to tell her that she was the only one who had the strength and skill to stop the vampires. At first, of course, she thought he was crazy. Then he began asking her about her dreams, dreams she had never told anyone about, dreams of being other women in other ages, dreams of vampires. He told her that she needed to come to the graveyard and he would show her the destiny that she had been born for.
That night, Merrick showed May that vampires did exist. That night, she staked her first vampire. That night, her life changed forever.
After that, thing really began to heat up. Merrick began training her; May saved the life of a boy named Pike and he unofficially joined her in her quest; Merrick was killed; and May's identity as the Vampire Slayer was revealed in her first, pre-mature encounter with the Vampire Lord Lothos. Three days later, Lothos attacked the High school prom with an army of vampires in hopes of eliminating this newest thorn in his side once and for all. In a horrific battle, May was able to destroy Lothos and his vampire army and got most of the humans in the gym away from them. However, there was a price to be paid. During the fight, Pike was badly injured and May, knowing she couldn't beat the entire army in physical combat, was forced to burn down the gym in order to destroy them.
May was immediately fingered as the culprit of this action by one of the teachers, and she was immediately arrested, despite the protests of many of the students who had survived. They were not sure what to believe about that night, but they were sure that May Parker had saved their lives with her actions. Peter and Mary Jane Watson Parker confronted her in the jail cell she had been taken to about what had happened. May told them a slightly altered version of the events of that night, being careful not to reveal her history with Lothos or her identity as the Slayer, as per Merrick's instructions. Her parents believed her story for three reasons: her tearful plea for them to believe her about the vampires was unlike anything they had seen from her before, and they knew from experience that she did not lie, no matter how much trouble she was in; second, the support of her fellow students meant that something truly dangerous had been going on in that gym aside from her; and third, her father had hinted that he had encountered a vampire or two in his years on the police force. She was brought to trial over the incident, but her father hired an old friend of his to represent her, a blind lawyer named Matt Murdock. (Can Daredevil tell if a person is leaving something out from what they say? I am going to assume that he can't for story purposes, but if he can, I will rewrite this section as accurately as I can) He, in turn, found numerous witnesses willing to vouch for both May's character and her actions in her trial. She was aquitted, but the vagueness of the witnesses testimony, due to their reluctance to admit they had seen anything supernatural, left many adults unsatisfied. As a result, the school board moved to expel her, saying that she was, "A dangerous influence on our young people. By their own testimony, she has become a person they want to emulate." May, out of a desire to keep her secret identity hidden, asked her father if they could moved somewhere else, where they wouldn't have to battle legally to get her back into school. Peter, in turn, asked his boss at the L.A.P.D. if he could be transferred to a smaller town, one where he and his family could deal with the situation without the attitudes of the other adults getting in the way. The department approved the transfer and the Parkers moved to 1630 Revello Drive in the small town of Sunnydale, California.
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"Honey, we're here" Mary Jane's voice startled May out of her thoughts as they pulled up in front of Sunnydale High School. "Knowing you, I'm sure you'll have half the school following you around by the end of the day."
"Sure, Mom." May said as she climbed out of the car, rolling her eyes a little and smiling at her mother's comment. "I promise I won't burn down any buildings."
"Good. I'll see you later." Mary Jane declared, and drove off.
May looked began to look around the campus nervously. She was nowhere near as confident as she had tried to present to her mother this morning. "Given everything that's happened, I'll be lucky if I can ever get any friends. I don't know what I have in common with anyone anymore. At least I can count on a vacation from vampire slaying for a while. I might even have a chance to get some semblance of a normal life back together. After all, what could happen in a town with a name like Sunnydale?"
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Xander Harris skated down the sidewalk, bobbing and weaving around people as they yelped and scrambled to get out of his way. "This is about the only time when people get out of the way for me." He thought wryly. "This is fun."
His thoughts were cut short by the sight of a gorgeous brown-haired girl he had never seen before. Xander quit bobbing and weaving, and just stared. Her hair was cut fairly short, just down to the top of her neck. As for the rest of her, she looked------
Again, Xander's thoughts were halted, this time by a metal bar to the stomach. He fell on his back in pain and swore. Looking up, he saw the metal railing for the school's front steps in front of him. Belatedly, he put it together: when he had stopped to stare at the girl, his skateboard had kept right on going with him on it until it had connected with the bar in front of him. He also saw the person he had been looking for and who he could not have found at a more embarrassing time.
"Willow! You're so very much the person I wanted to see right now." He said sheepishly to the thin, red-haired girl standing over him.
"Oh, really?" Willow brightened as Xander jumped up and began to walk with her toward the school.
"Yeah. You know, I kind of had a problem with the math."
Willow's smile faded a little bit, but Xander didn't seem to notice. "Which part?"
"The math. Can you help me tonight? Pleeeese be my study buddy?" he pleaded.
"Well, what's in it for me?" Willow asked, her grin returning as she slipped back into the banter that always characterized their relationship.
"A shiny nickel."
"Okay. Do you have 'Theories in Trig'? You should check it out."
"Check it out?"
At this point, Willows voice assumed a slight tone that people used when talking to someone stupid, somehow without losing the friendly, bantering quality. "From the library. You know, where the books live.
"Right. I'm there. See, I want to change." Xander said as they walked into the school.
"Hey" a voice called. Xander looked up to see his best male friend Jesse Nixon (As far as I know, they didn't give Jesse a last name in the series, so I'm using "Nixon". If anyone can find a reference to his last name, I will replace it. All suggestions for a last name are welcome.) standing right inside the school door as Xander passed through.
"Hey Jesse. What's what?"
"New Girl."
"I know. I saw her. Pretty much a hotty."
At this point, Willow broke into what was becoming a very male conversation. "I heard someone was transferring."
Xander gave that less than half a second of thought before turning back to Jesse. "So tell. What do you know about her?
Jesse made a very eloquent shrug that said he knew nothing. "New Girl."
"Thanks a lot. You're certainly a font of nothing." Xander grumbled. "I have got to find a way to talk to this girl, whoever she is. Something tells me that knowing her will be extremely interesting." Little did he know how interesting.
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"May Parker"
The girl in question groaned mentally as her new principal said her name. She should have figured that she wouldn't be able to enter a new school without a trip to the principal's office, especially given the majority of her old falculty's newfound distaste for her. She studied Principal Flutie as he walked around her chair speaking from her records on his way back to his seat. He was a bit round in the waist, with black hair and glasses. May wasn't usually someone to judge people by first impressions, but somehow the tone of the man's voice gave the impression of someone attempting to fake a friendliness he didn't feel. May was about to scold herself for her early impression her new principal when she was jolted out of her thoughts by a ripping sound.
"Welcome to Sunnydale." Flutie declared as he finished ripping up May's records into eight different pieces. "A clean slate, May, that's what you get here. What's past is past. We don't care what it says on a piece of paper even if it says….." He picked up the destroyed report in front of him. "Whoa." He uttered as the genial smile that had been on his face since May entered the office took a sudden downturn. Looking up at her, his face held an expression that sent two diametrically opposed messages at the same time: namely "Explaination, please", and "No explaination needed. You're a troublemaker." His attention was then turned back to the ripped report on his desk, which he began to tape back together.
"So much for my first impression being incorrect." May thought. "Mr. Flutie…."
Without looking up, the principal answered, "All the kids here are free to call me Bob"
"Maybe that will put me at least a little bit on his good side" "Then Bob…………"
"But they don't." Flutie said as he looked back up.
"Good grief! What's with the bait and switch routine?" May asked herself. She recognized that, without bringing vampires or legal language into the discussion, her cause was lost, at least until she had a chance to prove herself. She remained quiet until Flutie turned his head up from repairing her records.
"May, don't worry. Any other school, they might say 'watch your step' or 'we'll be watching you', but that's just not the way here. We want to service your needs and help you to respect our needs." His voice grew higher as he spoke and he placed May's repaired records in an open folder in front of him. "And if your needs and our needs don't mesh…….." He slammed the folder shut.
"So much for no 'watch your step'"
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As May walked out of the principal's office, she felt an odd buzzing in her head that she had never felt before. She tried to isolate what it felt like, but as she did, someone crashed into her. May's bag fell open as the girl who had bumped stumbled down the hall grumbling at her. With a sigh, she bent down to pick up her belongings, only to find herself face to face with a brown-haired, brown-eyed boy about her own age.
"Can I have you?" he asked.
May's mind did a flip at that point. "What did he ask me? Who does this guy think he is?" May's thoughts broiled, but before her face could reflect them, the kid rephrased his statement. "Uh, can I HELP you?"
At that, May broke into a smile. "Ok, not a jerk, just a teenage boy who stumbles over his tongue. As long as he didn't intend it, we'll be just fine." "Thanks. Not too many people would stop to help a girl get her stuff back in a crowded hallway."
"I don't know you, do I?" the boy replied, with a smile on his face that could best be termed "puppy-like".
"I'm Mayday. I'm new."
"Xander is- is me. Hi."
"Oh, thanks."
"Well, uh, maybe I'll see you around. Maybe at school, since we both go there."
Seeing the newly introduced Xander's nervousness, May picked up her bag, smiled at him and said, "I hope I see you more than just around. I need all the help I can get to settle in around here. It was nice to meet you, Xander." She than headed off to her first class, her long legs and boundless energy carrying her through the halls far faster than the students alongside her.
"What the heck! I can't believe it." Xander stood dumbstruck in the hall. "I was making an idiot out of myself and she acts like she doesn't see it. Who is this girl! He looked down at the floor and saw something that he had missed when he and May were cleaning up her bag. "Hey." He yelled as he picked the item up. "You forgot your….." at which point he bothered to look at the item in question. "Stake?" "Ok, a girl who ignores my trainwreck conversation skills and carries a stake around in her purse. Now I know I need to keep an eye on her.
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Sorry for the very long delay in posting. I was thinking about trying to get the entire first Episode out before I posted anything else, but so far I have not gotten around to writing it, so I might as well post what I have.