The Elder Slayers Chapter 6
AN: sorry the chapters have been coming slowly, but I've been distracted by other things.
Oblivion
Wake Up!
Kendra the Vampire Slayer awoke with a start. Looking about herself, she could see nothing but a blazing sun. The ground was littered with ashes and the air seemed almost clouded by it. Rising to her feet, the Slayer noticed that she lacked her weapons and her clothes.
It was the lack of weapons that concerned her more. Getting into a fighting stance she cast another cautionary look at the surrounding area. When her eyes passed the sun however, she could she something silhouetted by the light it cast.
Yes
The cool whisper of an unknown voice caressed her ears. Kendra stalked forward like a cat about to pounce. She crept closer and closer until the shape began to take form. It was that of a throne, and sitting upon the throne sat a woman of outstanding beauty.
He features were elegant, with not a hair out of place, with a clinging gray robe hugging her body and two angelic wings covering her like a cloak. She smirked at the approaching Slayer and beckoned her closer. When the Slayer was before the throne, the woman placed a blade at her feet.
The blade was a bright gold, elegantly made with the hands of a master craftsman. However, in the guard there was a true sight to behold, a star that shone brighter than any in the night's sky. This blade was being offered to the naked Slayer.
Kendra took the blade after a moment of hesitation. It felt warm in her hands and called to the Slayer essence within her. It called for her to do what she was destined to do.
Yes, take dawnbreaker and bring the abominations of your realm into the light.
Kendra's head snapped up and she stared at the winged woman before her. She could only ask, "Who are you?"
I am Meridia, and you shall be my champion! Now go! And destroy the undead vermin of your world!
Before she could ask anything more, Meridia waved her hand. The world began to fade around her and she tried to call out into the dark.
She could only gasp as she returned to consciousness.
Outside the Sunset Club, after Kendra's heart stops
"Nonono, No! You are not going to die on me!" Willow shouted as she poured healing magic into the downed girl. She kept the spell going as she racked her brain for some way to save her. If the girl was important to Buffy, then she was important to the Psijic.
She started thinking about what methods could be useful to restart the heart. She thought up and down her mind in an attempt to think up a healing spell that could be used. When magical means were exhausted, she thought of modern ways to restart a stopped heart and she found her solution.
"Clear!" she shouted to the gathered people, when none of them moved she explained, "I'm going to shock her heart!"
With understanding in their eyes the gathered people and one werewolf jumped back as the Psijic channeled magic into her hands and sent a jolt of electricity into the dead slayer. The first jolt had no effect.
"Clear!"
She jolted the black girls chest again. Realizing she didn't have correct contact with the skin she ripped the black shit she was wearing open. With an ample amount of flesh revealed, Willow pressed her hands to the girls chest, prayed to the Divines and some of the more benevolent Daedra, shouted "Clear!" one last time, and jolted the black slayer.
Kendra's eyes popped open and she gasped in pain. Willow hugged the confused and delirious girl in relief before laying her on the ground. Turning to the adults behind her she said, "Lets get inside. Ethan, if you wouldn't mind?"
The Chaos mage grumbled as he picked up the tired Slayer Bridal style and followed the rest of the group into the Club.
Sunset Club, two minutes earlier
"You sure they don' need our help?" Spike asked as he looked at the door that the red headed mage had just exited. Turning back to the Bird's lover he raised an eyebrow.
Tara smiled kindly at the bleached vamp and said, "no need to worry about that, if my baby needed help we'd know. Now come here, I want to show you and Drusilla something."
Shrugging his shoulders, he walked over to his Dru and held out his hand. The mad seer giggled and took his hand, letting herself be led after the shadow lady. Tara led the pair into the bathroom and indicated the mirror.
Spike's eyebrow wet up another notch and he turned to look at the mirror. He watched his jaw dropped… from his reflection. Tara grinned and said, "you're almost Alexander's species of vampire now. One from Tamriel, you are technically alive but you drink blood."
"Huh?"
"In Tamriel, the vampire is not a curse. It is a blessing or a virus. Alexander has the blessings of Molag Bal, We managed to convert you from a cursed corpse into an infected human. That's why we had to give you a soul first."
"…Ah. Bloody Hell! I look good!"
Tara chuckled and left the vampires to themselves. She walked into the main room in time to watch as Ethan entered at the back of the pack from outside. Seeing the girl in his arms she asked, "What happened?"
Willow smiled at her wife and hugged her hard, sighing in relief. Tara hugged her back without hesitation; while they embraced Alexander repeated the question from his throne. Willow separated there bodies but kept their arms intertwined and responded, "I am curious as well… Giles, can you explain?"
The Watcher nodded and indicated that the people standing should sit down. When everybody was sitting on the couches, including Alexander, the Englishman started, "It seems that there are two Slayers. Miss Kendra here, I believe was called last May when Buffy was dead for a moment. Now this would have caused something of a problem in regards to the council if it were not for the events that occurred on Halloween."
Kendra had regained enough of her strength to sit up properly at this point and asked the Watcher, "What 'appened on Halloween?"
Alexander spoke for the group at this point, "Ethan performed a very powerful spell that blanketed the town and targeted any who wore a costume bought at his shop. The Spell has had a permanent affect on Buffy, Tara, Willow, and myself. We have retained the memories and powers of lives we have not lived in this existence."
Kendra could only give him a blank look, trying to comprehend what he was saying. Taking pity on the poor girl Willow explained further, "The spell was influenced by a Daedra called Mehrunes Dagon from a reality parallel to our. His influence allowed others of his kind to exert their power here. We believe that they are selecting champions."
Kendra half nodded in understanding, remembering the name Mehrunes Dagon from one of the many Tomes she had read back home. Rubbing her face she asked Giles, "I have read of the Daedra, some are slightly better that the Powers-That-Be others worse than the Wolf, Ram and Hart. What Daedra do you know have champions?"
The librarian took off his glasses and, polishing them, listed, "We know that Ethan is Mehrunes. Buffy is Hircine, Alexander is Molag Bal, Tara is Nocturnal, Spike is Boethia, Drusilla is Sheogorath, and an entity known as The Judge is Jyggalag. That leaves Azura, Clavicus Vile, Hermaeus Mora, Malacath, Meridia, Nam-"
"Meridia?" The black Slayer asked in alarm. She looked at the others and said, "After I fell I found myself in a realm of ash, and a winged woman gave me a sword named Dawnbreaker, she…"
Kendra could not continue, as the second she said the name of the blade it sprung into existence in her hand. The blade shone brightly and burned with the intensity of the sun. Several members of the group looked in Alexander's direction in worry. With the exception of a small wince and squinting his eyes, he showed no other signs that the holy weapon affected him.
Willow moved from her seat and approached the Slayer with her Magic sword. Silently asking if she could take it, at Kendra's nod, she took the blade and cast several high-powered detection and divination spells on the blade, guard, and handle. Nodding to herself she looked to the others she explained her findings, "It is the Dawnbreaker. No doubt. It holds literally thousands of various spells aimed at two things; killing the abominable undead and keeping the wielder alive."
Looking to her best friend, smiling as she added, "Luckily the sword is focused on the Vamps from this realm."