The Elder Slayers Chapter 7

AN: this is the last chapter that deals with the "What's My Line" episodes

If anybody is wondering why Dawnbreaker doesn't hurt Alexander, it's because you can use the sword as a vampire in the game. And the zombie things in the temple were like demons and darkness.

The Sunset Club

Buffy looked at the sword in her fellow Slayer's hand in awe. It was glowing for pete's sake, plus it was supposed to kill undead baddies. Turning with the rest to look at Alexander she noted that he only winced a little.

"Luckily the sword is focused on the Vamps from this realm," Willow said, Buffy had to agree with that. If she lost her formerly Xander-shaped-friend because of Kendra… then by extension Meridia… then by extension Ethan, she would have to kill some one. Most likely Ethan would be killed 'cause he didn't have a magic sword that kills the vampires.

Turning back to the black Slayer she asked, "Are you okay? It's not everyday that you get stabbed and almost die… it usually happens on Tuesdays."

Kendra threw the girl an incredulous look and responded, "Ah know not what ya mean by dat, but ahm feelin' better. But ah don' tink ah was almost dead, ah tink ah was… for a minute."

Buffy slapped her face and sighed, turning to her Watcher she said, "I think it's a good idea to get the what's up from the council before the new slayer shows up unexpectedly… again."

"Quite right, I'll call them in the morning," Giles agreed. Looking around he asked, "by the way, you said that Angel was not at his apartment… and I do not see him. Has anybody seen him?"

"Are you referring to Angelus?" Kendra asked the librarian. All eyes turned to her and she explained shyly, "We exchanged blows at a local bar where I found him threatening a short man. I locked him in a storage cage when I realized I was no match for him."

Alexander leaned forward and asked her, "Was this bar about a mile from the school? And was the man jittery, with black hair, and a muscle shirt that looks out of place under a unbuttoned formal shirt?"

Kendra nods, saying, "That description was oddly accurate."

He turned to Buffy and says, "Angel went to Willy's for information. We should get there before Willy tries to sell him." Turning to the newest addition, you come too."

As they were leaving Buffy told Alexander, "I still do not understand why you let that place stay open."

"Competition is always a good think my dear, and that dive bar has nothing on my home," He replied before turning back to the group who had started to get up, "Library is in the back if you do not want to head home. We'll meet up tomorrow morning at the library to discuss how to deal with the last of the assassins."

With that the trio left.

Giles blinked and turned to Willow, "But the order only sends three assassins to take on a target, why would there be more? We managed to kill them all."

Willow sighed and realized that it would be a long night of explaining. Tara was simply jealous that Alexander had managed to escape when he realized what would eventually happen. Things were not made any easier when the grinning Spike and Drusilla exited the bathroom a few minutes later.

Dreamscape of the newest Slayer

Faith was confused, an experience she rarely had in dreams. Dreams were the one place she was free from the madness of the world, so she steered them to happy thoughts. Mostly these happy thoughts involved naked women and some men, but not tonight. Faith knew she was asleep for the simple fact that the sky was not a pleasant pinkish orange color.

If the sky had not been wrong she would never have guessed she was asleep. The grass beneath her feet, the wind in her hair, the warmth from the large bonfire in front of her all said that the things she was experiencing were real. There was only one other figure with her in her dream, but she had no way to identify him as he was currently stroking her in some pretty intimate areas, while her back was pressed to his front.

As soon as she entertained the thought of asking who it was the man spoke, "My name is Sanguine, Daedric Prince of all of men's base desires. And you my dear illustrate several of them oh so well."

"Daedra," Faith gasped out between moans, "you're a demon!"

"Oh no! I am so much more than that. I am akin to a Devine, only I give you what you want…" this was punctured by a finger plunging, "…instead of what you need. I am a great fan of your 'Want, take, have' attitude my dear."

"What.. gha.. what do you… uh… want?" Faith panted out.

"Want? From you, nothing you aren't already doing my dear. I have made you my champion," Sanguine told her while adding a second finger. She felt him smile into her neck while he added, "But I am going to give you something you might find useful."

Using his unoccupied hand he showed the Slayer a red rose, before placing it delicately in her hair. As he finished that, he finished her. And as she sank into unconsciousness, or as unconscious as one can get in a dream she heard him tell her, "When you need me I'll be there my dear. Have pleasant dreams."

Faith slept well for the rest of the night. Vaermina had no hold of her anymore.

Willy's Bar

Willy the snitch was a practical man, and he prided himself as such. He was smart enough to know that demons had a small amount of respect for the man who got them drunk, so he let them get drunk at his place. He knew that the Slayer was in town, so he made sure that any problems at his place were handled in house. He knew that the Vampire Lord was the new king of the castle, so he paid tithe.

He knew that Angelus was an ally to the Slayer, and the Slayer was an ally of the Vampire Lord, so he did not fuck with Angelus. He also knew that some little shit vamp named Dalton was in the market for vampires and new minions in an attempt to take over the town, so he did not argue when six vampires, a Fyarl and a Polgara demon said they were there for Angelus.

What he did instead was offer them free drinks to celebrate the rising of their boss. Now they had been at the bar for a good three hours drunkenly throwing thing at the trapped Angelus, and Willy was running out of liquor. He hoped the Slayer would show up and gut the idiots soon.

Speak of the devil and she shall appear. The Slayer opened the door to the bar and strode in. The black kid that had kicked Angelus into the storage locker earlier, and the Vampire Lord followed her. The beast in human form swept his gaze over the room and Willy suppressed a shiver of terror.

As soon as the Lord entered the room; most of the demons in the bar- with the exceptions of the vampires, the most violent demon types, and the minions of Dalton- leapt from their chairs and knelt down.

The Lord spoke then, "We have come in search of Angelus."

Willy spoke from his position on the ground, his head just visible above the counter, "He is in the storage locker, my lord. I would have released him were it not for the presence of the eight there," pointing out Dalton's minions he continued, "They demanded him and I could think of nothing but to distract them and wait for one of his allies to retrieve him."

Alexander nodded, and told the man, "You did well. Ladies, if you would deal with any who interfere while I retrieve our ensouled friend."

Buffy and Kendra nodded and started toward the baddies. As they walked, Kendra materialized Dawnbreaker into her hand, and Buffy elongated her nails into claws. They reached the group of eight drunk demons and swiftly began destroying them.

With her enhanced strength nearly tripled since Halloween, Buffy was easily able to snap the neck of the Polgara demon. With one of the largest threats dealt with she turned her attention to the Fyarl. From experience she knew that they were tough beasts to kill, but there wouldn't be any vampires left after Kendra dealt with them, so the Fyarl would be the snitch.

Kendra swung Dawnbreaker through the first vampire and it exploded with a flash when the blade past through it. The flash was as intense as the sun, so the unfortunate demon that had been standing next to it was dusted by the intensity. With two dead the last four were hesitant to approach the Slayer. With a small grin, Kendra lunged forward to stab one of the vamps. Having learned their lesson the two closest jumped away and managed to only get slightly singed. One of them began running for the door.

It barely got a foot before stake from one of the other patrons ended its existence. The last two were swiftly dealt with and Kendra looked to her sister Slayer. Buffy had managed to choke the Fyarl into unconsciousness. Kendra dismissed her blade and couldn't fight the grin that grew on her face; the killing of evil things always pleased her.

Alexander had taken a small key from Willy and opened the cage door for Angel to exit while the girls were fighting. Angel dusted off the various items that the drunks had thrown on him before exiting. Looking at the black Slayer he shrugged and accepted her as part of the group, if she could deal with him and Alexander thought she was good enough to fight beside Buffy, he wasn't going to complain about a new ally.

Alexander nodded to Willy as the others left, "You will be reimbursed for your losses, one of my minions will see to it. Good day."

The Next Day, Sunnydale High

"They Bowed? Why?" Giles asked Alexander after Buffy finished retelling the scene at the bar. He was worried by this new development but decided to hear the teen out before going to his standard coping mechanism.

Alexander smiled wryly and shrugged, running a hand through his white hair he explained, "You didn't think I was simply running the club and that was it, did you? I have been taking control of the city's underworld for the past month or so. I have killed countless pockets of resistance and brought the demonic population to heel. You note that there has been a distinct lack of threats for the course of time that I have been in charge."

Alexander directed the last statement to Buffy, who furrowed her brow in thought before nodding, "Yeah, I noticed there were a lot less demony-threats. So you did that?"

"Well, myself with the assistance of my minions as well as Willow and Tara. There is only a single threat that I know remains native to this town. And I have an appointment with Mayor Wilkins in a few days."

Jenny spit out the coffee she had been drinking and asked incredulously, "Wilkins is evil? How the hell do you know that?"

"Snyder is a plant from the Mayor's office," Alexander supplied, "And he has been a thrall of mine since the day after Halloween. I simply asked him how he could have possibly received employment in the education system. He told me he was directly appointed by the Mayor to make Buffy's life difficult and distract her from anything he might do."

Giles finally gave in and took off his glasses, whipped out his handkerchief, and started rubbing them like there was no tomorrow before asking tiredly, "How long, exactly, have you known that the Mayor was evil?"

Alexander thought, "A few days. I would have spoken of it sooner but the Order of Taraka attacked."

Buffy pouted at him and asked, "And you couldn't have held it off a little longer? Now I have to worry about the Mayor trying to kill me too!"

Alexander patted her on the back and said, "There, there. He wants to kill me, not you." Turning to the adults plus Kendra he said, "We should probably get to the booths, school and all. C'mon Buffy, I'll walk you there."

The Halls of Sunnydale High

Willow and Tara were walking down the hall with their new friend Oz, traveling from booth to booth because they were apparently too smart to be placed in a category. Oz was a quiet fellow who had, thanks largely to the couple, been introduced to the underworld several days ago. He was a strange fellow who liked to change the color of his hair every so often, spoke in monosyllabic syllables, and never changed his expression from calm to anything else.

Willow had become interested in getting to know the short teen when Hammer Industries had approached them both due to their phenomenal intellects. Willow had turned down the deal obviously, and so had Oz due to the amount of work that it would have required. They had begun talking and the talk had not been interrupted when Tara arrived, instead it had moved to the Sunset Club. When confronted by the presence of Demons, Oz had raised an eyebrow and said, "Explains a lot."

Now the three intelligent teens were discussing some of the finer points of Daedric magic that Willow and Tara knew. Oz had become something of an apprentice to the two girls, absorbing the information fast so he could act as magical support for the group.

There conversation was interrupted by a loud bang behind Oz. Turning to look they saw a red headed woman aiming a pistol at a dodging Buffy. Tara, sensing the danger, pushed the pair of redheads to the ground with her body just as another shot went off. A small cloud of dust erupting from the wall indicated that the shot could have hit one of the three.

There were no more shots to be heard, and Tara poked her head up to check on the situation. Alexander was holding the woman by the neck and slowly choking her. In front of a horrified group of students, Alexander slowly chocked the life from the woman. The faux-cop began clawing at the iron-gripped fingers in an attempt to save her own life.

The clawing stopped however, when the enraged man spoke, "You will tell your masters that this city is MINE!" Alexander snarled and the sheer anger bled his power from every pore, "The Order will not meddle in my affairs and I will not destroy them like the insects that they are. Tell your masters such and I will allow you life."

The woman nodded her head franticly, and fell to the floor gasping for air once Alexander dropped her. The highly trained assassin, an immortal who had survived the wrath of the Kurgan, fled with such speed that she banged against several walls in her haste.

Oz speaks up from his position on the floor, "That's new."

An: I felt like expanding the universe by adding known things, they probably won't have any effect on the real story, but by adding them I feel like the universe has expanded and if I want I can possibly write some spin offs

Like I said, no more "what's my line". The next thing to be dealt with is going to be The Judge, because Ted's dead and the eggs would be so easily dealt with. If anything the next chapter could be dealing with home-life for the characters if I do not go strait to the Judge.