Chapter 2:
Chapter 2:
Midnight Light
It all came as such a shock, Buffy was down while that vampire didn't have to move. Me and Willow tried to run over to Buffy, but this energy just came over us that couldn't let us move.
"Not so fast, me and the Slayer need to have a talk."
We couldn't move but we could still hear them talk. It felt so wrong not being able to help Buffy when she was in agonizing pain.
"Now I can see you're in pain, I mean I just broke your wrist, Slayer, you have no idea what you've got yourself into now. I do have a proposition for you, you let me feed all I want, on who ever I want, and you have nothing to worry about."
"Never!"
"That's too bad."
The next thing I knew I saw that guy just kick her, kicked her right in the face, and knocked her out. I couldn't believe it, I just thought she was going to die and we couldn't help at all. He didn't want to kill her, he undone the force field and started walking, I didn't care that he was getting away; I was just worried about Buffy at the time.
"Ta, Ta!" He left with that arrogant smile on his face. I looked at Buffy on the ground, she just looked so helpless.
"We need to get her inside."
Me and Willow brought Buffy inside very carefully. Her room was on the third; floor and believe me; bringing her up the stairs is hard even if Buffy weighs like a hundred and thirty pounds. We got to her room and laid her on her bed. Me and Willow just looked at each other and we both went down stairs to the kitchen. We both just sat in the chairs, we were alone.
"What was that thing?" I asked.
"A vampire, from the best I could tell."
"What about with the magic."
"I'm not sure; it's more powerful than anything I could do."
"What did he say his name was?"
"Midnight I think, but that's probably not his real name."
Midnight, he was insane, I should be like any vampire, but I knew he was not. He had power, more than most vampires, at least I would think.
"Maybe we should call Giles." Willow suggested.
"Yeah, call him in the morning."
Willow nodded.
"I'm going to go to bed." She told me.
"Yeah, okay."
I just sat there thinking about him, with his pale skin, black hair, and black suit, with his kind of muscular body, and now I'm sounding kinda gay so think about something out. I guess I'll just go to bed too. I walked back upstairs, to room and set my clock to get up early tomorrow. All I could think about is how this guy didn't even have to try to hurt Buffy.
I fell asleep, but all I could think about it that moment over and over again. The night dragged on but I never woke up until my alarm clock woke me up at seven the next morning.
I went down stairs and I was the only one up. I just sat down and read the paper, I looked at the personal ad and saw: "If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday to the taste of your neck on my breathe, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of my fingers on your skin, and the feel of your blood mixing with mine... Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you. – Midnight."
After reading that I was in shock, I didn't even hear Willow come into the kitchen.
"Whatcha reading, Xander?"
"Your startled me."
"They say I'm good at that."
"Willow, read this ad."
"It's just a poem right."
"Read the whole thing and the name."
I saw Willow reading this and I seen the look on her face, the same one that was on mine. She was stun from what she read.
"Hey guys, whatcha reading?" Buffy asked.
"Will everyone stop doing that?"
"Buffy, I think you should read this", Willow insisted.
Buffy of course was angry, and shocked at the same time; she knew he was just taunting her.
"Ow my God!"
"On a lighter note, you really pull off the sling though."
"I need to call Giles."
Buffy left to the den where she called Giles to come back. She came back in and told us:
"He was already on his way back, he'll be here quickly."
"How do you know that?" I asked.
"His maid told me he left three hours ago; he'll be her any minute."
"Wait, Giles has a maid."
"Last I head, he's doing very well for himself."
"When does his flight land?"
"Twenty minutes ago."
"So when you say he could be her any minute?… You mean any minute."
"Why do you think he was coming?" Willow asked.
"I don't know, maybe he heard of this thing, Midnight defiantly wants to make his presence know." Buffy responded.
We heard a knock, Buffy went to open the door hoping it was Giles. We followed her to the door. She opened the door and we were all so glad; without thinking I hugged Giles.
"Thank you Xander, that'll do." Giles said.
"Giles we're so glad you're here, and why are you here?"
"I came to surprise you."
"You? Surprise?"
"What happened to your arm?"
"We need to talk… In the kitchen.
We all went back to the kitchen again. I didn't know how Giles would react or anything actually. I just had to see and wait.
"Giles, have you ever heard of a vampire named Midnight?" Buffy started.
"Yes, he was world known, he had power, more than most vampires even before he started magic. Why?
"I met him last night and he gave me a present."
"Buffy, I'm going to tell you that's impossible."
"How is it impossible?"
"Midnight was killed by a vampire hunter 500 years ago."
"Ow."
"Are you sure, maybe it's a lie?" Willow asked.
"It was very well recorded. What did he look like?"
"Really black hair, black suit, and dark brown eyes." Buffy said.
"That is the description of Midnight, my best guess is it's an imposter.
The door opened wide up and we couldn't believe what we saw.
"Ow I'm not an imposter."
"Ow dear lord." Giles said in shock.
"That's right, England, Midnight didn't die."
"How did you get in here?" Buffy asked.
"I don't need an invite, I'm not your run of the mill vampire. We also need to talk."
"You know I'll steak you before you get a word out."
"I'm aware, so I made it until I leave you can't get out of your seats, don't worry you can still move in your seat though. You see I'm here to tell you, I'm here to stay."
"I got that little poem you sent me in the paper."
"Good, I was worrying that you didn't get it."
"How did you get here? It's daylight." I asked.
"Com'on, I wouldn't be unique if I couldn't go out in the sun."
I couldn't believe it this guy can come in whenever he feels like, even during the day. Wow, Buffy looks really good in that tight shirt. Ow how I would like to-
"Ow my God, before you go any farther." Midnight interrupted.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Right now I really don't want to hear what you would do to Buffy, and how good she looks in that shirt."
"You think I look good it this shirt, thanks and that isn't the point here is it?"
"Buffy, I believe he can read our minds." Giles said.
"Hey, can you control yours, because when you can't, it's a real headache." Buffy asked.
"Yes I can, and I'm starting to lose focus. But I really should be going. Ta, Ta."
Midnight finally left and we could get up actually, I knew this guy wasn't just stay and wait for an attack; he was going to cause it.
"What poem were you referring to?" Giles asked.
"He sent me this in the paper."
"Ow dear lord, he sent you this."
"Yeah, whatever happened to a simple: "I'm going to kill you?"
"From what I can tell, he's trying to confuse you or throw you off your game, so it will be easier to kill you."
"I need you to tell me everything you know about this Midnight."
"Nothing is known about him before he became a vampire, not even his real name. I know he killed people for two hundred years, then known to have been decapitated by a vampire hunter by the name of Cyrus Riley in Germany."
"What makes him that much more powerful than other vampires."
"Age is a factor except he was this powerful before he was have known to have died, maybe the person who sired him gave him power, but he is one of the most powerful vampires to ever set place on the earth."
"What about magic."
"He's too arrogant to give himself more powerful like that."
"Now you're going based on his personality."
"Well I don't have my books to tell me anything."
"We have a library."
"Ooohh must show."
"Willow can you believe this guy, gets excited over a library." I said.
"Weirdly I can since it's Giles."
So we walked to the library, which Giles was anxious to see, maybe I wasn't excited about it because I've been there a bunch of time before or because it's a library.
"Right up here." I said.
We walked in and Giles was for some reason amazed.
"Do you have Prodigies of a Demon?" Giles asked.
"Yeah, what a library without that." I said.
"I suppose we should start with… well whatever you have in stock." Giles suggested.
We all got started, Willow went to the computer, and the rest of us hit the books.
We all got a few books; anything we thought would be useful, and sat at the table in the middle of the library.
"So Giles, hear you got a maid, what's the deal with that. I started.
"What do you mean?"
"The last official job you had was running a magic shop and being a librarian."
"Well being a Watcher has its advantages, you know."
"I thought it blew up."
"No, they are actually up and running."
"I just realized something, why did he come over to the house today?" Buffy asked.
"I didn't really think about I guess." Giles responded.
"I mean he came over and said he needed to talk, but about what?"
"My best guess would be he wanted to show he was a threat by showing us what he could do."
"Yeah, maybe."
"Hold on!"
"Whatcha find?"
"There is an account of a vampire matching the description of Midnight about one hundred and fifteen years ago."
"What happened?" I asked.
"He burnt down three villages in Germany, killed three hundred children, five hundred women, and over a thousand men. Also says he tortured people."
"Why was he torturing them, information, what?"
"For his own pleasure."
"He's done all of this in his life." Buffy asked.
"No, actually just that year."
"Has he ever killed a Slayer before?"
"No. He never has at least based on this."
"Tell me about this vampire hunter who supposable killed him."
"Five hundred years ago there was a vampire hunter named Cyrus Riley, he killed millions of vampires across ten countries and he decapitated Midnight in Germany."
"What happened to him, how did he die?" I asked.
"Ironically he was killed by a vampire, six years later."
Wow Buffy looks good in that shirt. It's so…
"Xander are you looking at my "shirt" again?"
"No, I was looking at… at um, Giles help me."
"Don't look at me, I'm not helping you."
"I was thinking that…um maybe…um come on… Ow I got it. Maybe me and Willow should do patrol until your arm feels better."
"No, it's too risky sending you two out there alone."
I was thinking about asking Buffy about that anyway, it would be good if she got a few days rest. I got an idea for Willow, hope she goes along with it."
We kept researching for hours and hours and nobody came up with anything else, not even another reference to this guy. We seen it was night and decided to call it quits. We went back to our rooms but I followed Willow to hers.
"Hey Willow can I come in?"
"Yeah, sure. But you can't stay long, Kennedy is coming in."
"Well if I have to I can stay."
Willow gave me a look.
"I'm guessing that's a 'no' uh."
"Yeah."
"I was thinking about going patrolling tonight, you want to come, you know since Buffy's hurt and everything."
"Buffy knows about this right?"
"Maybe not in words purées."
"What did she say?"
"That we shouldn't go out alone."
"Then maybe we shouldn't go."
"Why not?"
"She's right we shouldn't go out."
"You're right, I'll see ya later."
"No Xander I didn't mean to…"
"It's fine, really."
I was still going to go out, at least try to help Buffy, so I went to my room and climbed out the window. I got to the bottom when I heard Willow scream.
I ran to her room through the front door and when I got there I seen that Midnight left us a little something on the window in blood: "The Werewolf's first."
To Be Continued…
