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Authors Note: Thanks so much for the new reviews, here's Bella and Edwards direct confrontation, let's get physical. Not in that way! Naughty readers!

Chapter 3

If I were a lesser woman, I would have run across that High School parking lot like hell was behind me to get to my truck. But, Slayer School instils a sense of decorum, or maybe Mr Giles rubs off on you, and I made a point of walking leisurely but confidently to my vehicle. I could sense the other 4 vamps across the parking lot; Edward was conspicuous in his absence. They were gathered around a silver Volvo that Angela had told me belonged to Edward, I suppose he fled on foot, leaving the others to make excuses and use the car.

The pixie was looking at me with a frustrated and worried look, half hidden by the scarred blond who was giving me a death glare. Quizzically, the mountain looked half amused, and must had said something inappropriate to Miss World, who smacked him on the arm before glaring at me and ushering them all to the car. If it came down to a fight, my instincts told me that I'd have to take out the blonds first.

I waited until they had left the parking lot before driving as fast as the tank would go to my house. Charlie's cruiser wasn't outside, so I'd have time to make a long distance call, I'd deal with the phone bill later. I ran upstairs to pick up the extension in my room, to do it in privacy in case Charlie came back, when I picked up the scent. My bedroom window was open, letting in the moist chill air of the outdoors, but that didn't hide the overly sweet smell of Edward hitting my nose, so different from the musky and almost chemical smell of traditional vamps. I supposed the embalming process never really left their skin, but evo-vamps were something different.

The creep had been in my room, so no invitation was needed, nothing was disturbed as far as I could see, unless... I ran to bed and pulled out my weapons chest, and opened it, pulling off the decoy top tray to reveal the stakes, holy water and crosses. I inhaled, yup; he'd been in here too, crap. Nothing was missing, but if he didn't know what I was before, he had a pretty good hint. The fact he hadn't confiscated any of it meant Andrew was right in his assumption that none of it would hurt him.

I grabbed the Zippo lighter from my bag and put it in my pocket. If in doubt, set it on fire, or in Buffy's case, blow up your High School, but I think Charlie would frown on arson. I grabbed a small bottle of perfume from my dresser, a present from Phil, and grabbed my utility belt from my trunk. It had lots of different pockets and loops, a place for a stake, holy water, rosary, and anything else I needed for being on the move. It was standard issue in the academy, easily mistaken for a common belt bag, but would withstand all the flipping, kicking and general wear and tear that was inevitable in slaying.

I didn't have time to talk to Billy, if he'd been here then he had declared war, it was too close to Charlie for comfort. The smell was fresh, he'd been here within the last 15 minutes, and it was time to hunt. I left Charlie a note, saying I'd gone to see a friend and would be back by 9, and left some of last night's fish fry to defrost on the side. I walked out the backdoor, and into the forest, it was time to slay.

...

The woods were silent, as if the damp had put a haze over it. All I could hear was my own breathing, as I stealthily moved through the undergrowth, careful to leave a distinguishable trail. I wanted him to find me, as I wound deeper and deeper, cloud bank dimming the sunlight, casting sinister shadows across the ground.

I'd been walking for over an hour, trying to find an ideal staging area, somewhere with good cover if needed, but ideally flat terrain, without many obstacles, I didn't want him sneaking up on me. I heard a slight rustling above, and caught a whiff of him on the air, so he was following from above, hoping to get the drop on me.

I made no indication I was aware of his presence, and continued on for another 20 minutes until I came upon a spot that was ideal. As if I was being given a sign, the clouds opened, and a beam of light caught my eye, revealing a clear piece of woodland covered by wild flowers. It was a meadow, quite beautiful really, and slightly too idyllic for the business that was about to go down, but secluded enough that no one could happen upon us by chance, and I had a clear view of the surrounding woodland.

I stood in the middle of the clearing, eyes closed, and remembered back to extra-sensory training with Buffy, she's once kicked the ass of a psycho invisible girl just using her hearing. I slowed my heart rate, breathing shallowly, while I reached back and tied my hair into a braid, taking a band from my wrist. I wouldn't want my hair obscuring my vision, and it also gave anyone looking the impression that I was relaxed.

One long breath and I smelt him, a gust of wind, and I felt him, one swift swivel and an extended fist, and I hit him, hard. He spun in an arc and landed on his ass, looking slightly cute in his dishevelled clothing and bemused expression. I didn't just think that, I was not getting Buffy-Syndrome!

"I wasn't going to hurt you, I'm sorry if I startled you, I just wanted to talk"

He said this earnestly, slowly rising and brushing himself off, so we were pulling an Angel act were we? We'd see.

"So says the Evo-vamp who looked like he was going to drain me in a class room full of witnesses. Then ends up scouting through my room, so far you've engendered a lot of confidence Cullen!"

Edward had the decency to look ashamed, but then quizzically asked me:

"Evo-vamp?"

I'd said that hadn't I.

"You do not you're not a real vampire right? At least not in the biblical sense."

Now he looked really confused, and slightly affronted, and took a step forward, speaking in his own defence. I really had to explain to a vampire the different types? How uninformed was this guy?

"I've been a vampire for over 90 years! Don't tell me I'm not a vampire! I know what I am."

His smug rebuttal raised my hackles.

"You're not a vampire, you're an evo-vampire, real vampire's burn in sunlight, they have fangs, they can't stand holy objects, and they can't enter a private home uninvited...an."

He interrupted me there, seeming irate.

"That's all Hollywood dogma descended from Romanian fairytales."

"Well Edward, I come from a long line of experts, trust me, you're not a vampire. You may drink blood, but you're an evolutionary throw back. I've slayed a lot of vampires in my time, and none of them were remotely like you."

As if nature wanted to prove my point, the clouds broke once again, and caught upon his skin, causing it to glisten, no, it sparkled? Really?

I burst out laughing, he looked semi-embarrassed, and close to enragement.

"You're sparkly? Really? You sparkle in sunlight? I'm sorry to hurt your feelings Edward but you are the least threatening type of vampire I've ever seen."

"You shouldn't have said that" He stated, eyes darkening, so it was on then.

"You want to prove you're a vampire? Try me!"

He charged towards me, I evaded and kicked his back and started the witty banter portion of the fight, you pick up bad habits at Slayer School.

"So, I don't think we've been formally introduced"

I caught his arm and used his momentum to throw him to the side.

"I'm Bella Swan"

I high kicked him in the chin, causing him to stagger back, and finished off with a roundhouse, felling him to the ground, he tried to get up, but I swept his feet from underneath him, pressing him face into the grown while hold his arm in a lock.

"And I'll be your Vampire Slayer this evening"

He remained still, breathing heavily, not that he needed to and repeated my own words back to me.

"Vampire Slayer?"

"Oh come on!" I said, flipping him over and letting him sit up, while I straddled his knees to keep him in place.

"The Slayer? She who fights the forces of darkness with superpowers and an early expiration date?"

Edwards face was still decidedly blank.

"You claim to be a Vampire, yet you've never heard of the Slayer! We're what the monsters have nightmares about!"

Still nothing, really?

"Fine" I sigh "Here's the gist of it, well until recently anyway: To every generation there is a chosen one, she will fight the vampires, the demons, and the forces of darkness, she is the slayer. Well until recently, when a red headed witch did some major mojo, and now every girl with the potential to be a slayer, is a slayer. You should be bumping into us more frequently. It's our job to stop things like you from tearing the normals into itty bitty pieces."

Now Edward reacted.

"I'd never take an innocent life! My family and I are vegetarians! We only drink the blood of animals"

Well, that was news to me. Now to lay it on thick.

"It had better stay that way Cullen." I say getting up and dusting myself off, "Because I'm your new parole officer, and although my name's Bella Swan, I don't take BS from vampires. You're going to have to prove your worth; otherwise, you and your family are in for a world of trouble. I want a meeting with your leader, here, tomorrow, after school, to discuss the terms of this truce."

Edward rose, in a rather dignified manner for a man who had just been thrown around by a 17 year old.

"I'll arrange a meeting with my family, I'm sorry you got the wrong impression, I acted appallingly today, may we start over?"

He extended his hand, almost pleadingly, and it made me feel slightly guilty for throwing him all around the meadow, slightly.

I took his hand, but he didn't shake it, he raised it to his mouth, and with a concentrated look, he kissed the back.

"It was a pleasure to meet you Miss Swan, I can say I've never had such an, interesting first meeting with a lady before, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow in school."

God Damn it I was blushing, smooth Grandpa, very smooth. I played along.

"Nice meeting you too Mr Cullen, let's try to keep it that way shall we?"

His lip quirked, and the sun reflected off his bronze mop as he incline his head, and disappeared in a flash into the trees.

Okay, that was a lot faster than a normal vampire.

Tomorrow was going to be pretty interesting. I had some calls to make.

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