Chapter 7

The axe sparked as it hit against the sward. The stress built in me. I was having such a time with a simple mortal, human. Sadly those were my only adjectives. Suddenly I saw an opening. I smiled, my head low the strand of hair that didn't get tided up, in my bundle of hair at the back of my neck, hung down to the right of my nose. Gripping the axe I looked Jack in the eye, and then smiled deviously. With that he realized. He went to block but it was too late, I was already air born and coming down. The head of my axe faced away from him so I wouldn't cut into him. I made contact just were I planed, at the base of his neck.

"Ow!" he yelped.

"Sorry," I laughed. I was crouched above him. He was leaning back, hand over the butt of the sward, in the crab-walk position. "But I got you." I got up from above him and put my hand out to help him up. "Good fight."

He rolled his eyes and he took my hand.

"Oh what is it Jack? You don't like getting beat by a girl?"

"No!" he insisted.

"Then what is it?" I folded my arms across my chest.

"I don't like to be beat by ANYbody."

I couldn't help but laugh out at that. I managed to breath out "Oh really?" I looked at the observation window of the fighting room, also the weaponry, where everyone stood laughing and smiling. "Can you guys believe this" my arms out looking for help.

"Not at, all." Dave said leaning toward the microphone. He smiled.

"Thank you." I nodded and looked back to Jack.

He shrugged his hands into his pockets, and rolled his eyes and let his head follow.

I sighed "Well, what time is it anyway" I turned my attention to the window and the people behind it.

"six o'clock." Criss smiled and nodded as she stood back up right. She always liked using technology; no matter it was a remote or an mp3.

I smiled and nodded then said as I picked back up my axe, "Well, lets go get those vampies then." I slung the axe over my shoulder. "Shall we?"

At the grave yard the night moved slow. I would have suggested going down town, if we hadn't already been there and the lake three times. We'd been to every grave yard in Canandaigua, but all we got was a few new-bees fresh out of the grave. It was now 10:17 and we had nothing.

I sighed in exhaustion and frustration. "Well, what do you guys think?"

"I don't know Dru, looks like no ones out tonight." Said Max, I sounded like he was apologizing for it.

"Well that fine with me." I said and leaned back on my elbows on the stone.

Suddenly something…I can't say what, changed. I had and amazing over whelming pressure filling my lungs. It was like breathing after being under water in a how-long-can-you-hold-your-breath contest. It felt great, but at the same time…terrible. I sat up and looked to my left, knowing something was coming from there.

I wasn't disappointed, what I saw was the most amazing of all things to see. The hottest thing since they took the war head fire balls off the market. Unfortunately enough for me, I couldn't have it. He was a vampire. He wore a leather trench coat, combat boots, black shorts with chains, and I tight black undershirt. His eyes were under lined in dark black, nails had black nail polish and his hair was black and spiked up the tips seemed to be on fire. And, he was pale. (Of course)

I never wanted something so bad before. So I stood and walked toward him. I hadn't noticed but our eyes had locked since the second I looked to the left. When we stopped we were one foot apart from each other. He stood about 6'2" I was 5'3".

"Hello." His sweet seductive voice cooed I wanted to be closer to him but controlled the urge.

"Hey." I returned. My confidence seemed to grow I don't know if it was his presence or a new me, but I was fantastic.

"Aries" he said and he extended his arm out to me. I would never forget the name and I would always pair it with that godly face.

I put my arm out too and met at his hand, and grinned "Aphrodite"

He rolled his eyes at my joke. His hand was cold. "Hilarious!"

"Dru," Dave warned noticing my interest. His voice seemed to be miles away.

"So its Dru then is it?" he pulled my attention back to him.

I grinned "yeah"

He took a step closer, still holding my hand, and then smelled the air around me. "You're the slayer."

Suddenly I remembered-not that I for got-I'm the slayer and he's the vampire. Our hands dropped.

I hung my head and looked at the ground. "I am the slayer, and now, I'm really sorry, but I'm going to have to kill you." It wasn't cool in any way, but it had to be said.

"Tacky," he lifted my chin with his two first fingers. "But I understand. If you do kill me, because they tell me you're the best, I assume you will, I'll forgive you.

I nodded and took a step back. "Well then, lets begin." I pulled out the stake from my pocket and let it spin into place in my hand. I crouched, grinned, and jumped.

An hour later we were still fighting. I was exhausted. I wouldn't let any one help me though. I was the best and I had to kill him.

"So how old are you anyway?" I asked as I launched him backward into a tomb stone.

"Well, I was turned when I was 20, and that was in 1892. So I guess I'm," he grunted as he pushed of the stone and balanced himself. "one hundred and thirty-five."

"Wow." I was astonished. Unfortunately enough for me he took that advantage to pin me to the ground. I tried to kip kick him off, but it was no use. He was too strong. I was too weak, well tiered. Truth be told, I really didn't want to kill him any way. Not that I had the chance, he was a good fighter.

"Dru!" everyone called in fear that I could die.

"Back off guys and go home! I told you I'm okay and totally fine I'll talk to you guys later! Any way you guys are worrying me because of you all being here. Please guys just go and I'll talk to you later. You guys know I could never lie to you. I'll catch up with you guys later, or you could wait at my house, but your parents have to be worried."

The truth was I did fear for my life. But I also knew that he wouldn't kill me.

"No way Dru." They sang in unison, the stupid bustards.

"You have to or they'll call my house and then that will lead to Dru being the slayer. So it's either trust me, or have me discovered."

"Fine! We'll go." Announced Max, "But after we are going to be right back here. We'll just do the spending the night thing, and bunk with you."

"Okay, fine by me. How does that sound to you Aires?" I looked up at him.

He was smiling down at me. "That sounds fantastic."

"Whatever." Max scuffed and he turned and left, leading the others.

Once I couldn't hear them anymore I turned my attention to him.

"Well I guess you figured out by now that I'm not going to kill you." He said still holding my down, just six inches from my face.

"Well that did cross my mind when I started a conversation." I grinned, I really enjoyed flirting with him.

"How about I cut you a deal?"

"A Deal, I thought you weren't going to kill me? So where's the deal come in?" I would have crossed my arms across my chest but they were busy being held down.

"Yeah, see I let you up if you let me go."

I tilted my head uninsured but I know the answer already. "Deal."

"Great." He tilted his head to see me the right way giving me a frowny-laugh face.

He sat up relieving my upper body and arms. I shoved him back the rest of the way, and sat up.

He sat up and rubbed his head were it hit a stone.

I rolled my eyes stood and brushed the dirt and grass off me.

"Alright, I'm not killing you tonight, so I guess, bye then."

"Bye? I think we should hang out. I'll have your back for the night slayer."

I grinned. "What is the vampire that had the chance to kill slayer afraid of the dark?"

"Not at all, but the slayer who is drained of energy should be."

"Well I would say okay, if my friends weren't going to be her in a few."

"Oh, so it's your friends?"

"That, and the fact that I just spent an hour of my time, fighting with an over aged vampire, who isn't dead."

"So I'll walk you to your house then."

I sighed in disbelief "your kidding right?"

"Not, at all."

I rolled my eyes and turned away toward home. "No." I called over my shoulder.

In a half a second he was at my side. "Oh come on slayer, its not like you have to merry me."

I sighed and stopped walking. "Why?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. Think of it as you scratch my back I scratch yours." He put out his arms and smiled seeing the weakness in my eyes.

"Cant let the slayer die this easy can I?"

I sighed exhausted from the fight and the argument. I really just wanted to sleep. "Fine, you can walk me home. You know this says a lot about your race."

He chuckled and turned too. "And what, does it say?"

I laughed, half asleep "You're all stubborn."

"How stereotypical of you."

"Well, maybe you should let me think that."

"Nope, I would never let me, go away so you don't stereotype."

"Well then I guess that's, that. We need a new topic my house is six more blocks."

"Ahh, Hum? Well I guess vampires and slayers don't get into many discussions."

"Yeah, well I never had anyway."

"Why is that, cant bare to know the victim you stake?"

"No I never get the chance. It's all business just the stake to the heart. I mean I should have had you staked in 5 minuets at the most from when our hands dropped."

"Oh, really? Well I'm guessing you killed a few vamp.s then?"

I scuffed out a laugh. "Well on a good night I kill a few. I thought you knew, I'm the best there is. I've lived the longest."

"And, to think, all that could have ended to night."

"Why would I send my friends away if you were going to kill me? Do you think I have a death wish?"

"Or maybe you couldn't let them see you die." he looked at me.

"No I've trained them with the same training I had. They certainly could have killed you." I returned his stare.

"What?" I demanded. We had stopped walking.

"Oh, nothing." He started walking again "Is this the way to your house?"

"Yeah, but what aren't you telling me, because I want to know." I followed him.

"I told you nothing."

"It's defiantly something."

"No, its not." He said it so simply that I couldn't believe it.

"Are you serious?"

"About what?"

I'd never felt so 15 before. "You're not going to tell me?"

"Tell you what?"

"Fine." I started walking the other way. I was 15 throwing a tantrum and proud.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously what?" I mocked.

"Okay, I get it."

"Get what?"

"You're so unbelievably, thirteen."

Thirteen…THIRTEEN! "You think I'm thirteen?" I asked I glued my feet to the ground I stood on, and I looked him dead in the face. I was defiantly thirteen.

"So I'm guessing you're older than that."

"Well, yeah."

"How much, older?"

"I don't know, what didn't you tell me earlier?"

He sighed. "You're thirteen."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"What could you have been thinking that was so incredibly bad that you couldn't tell me?"

"Okay, how about another deal?"

"Well, let's hear it."

"Okay, you, tell me how old you are. Then I tell you what I was thinking."

"Okay, but we have to shake on this first and no crossing fingers or anything like that. Oh and you cannot lie about what you were thinking and I wont lie about my age. Okay?" I put out my hand for a hand shake.

"Okay, sounds good to me." He put out his hand and we shook.

"Okay, so, I'm fifteen, and I do agree I was acting thirteen."

With a grin he started. Then he laughed a little. "Okay," he said with an outward breath. "Are you really sure you want to hear it?"

"Not really but I'm going to go with the 99.99 of me saying yeah."

He lifted an eye brow to me.

I still smiled at him.

He sighed. "Okay, here's the truth. When I was asking you about all that stuff, well, when I looked you in the face and, I saw something I never thought I'd see, in my life."

"What is there something wrong with me or something?"

"No, no, its just, well…I'm never going to be able to kill you, and you'll never be able to kill me. And there is a really good reason for that but I don't know it."

"Hum?" this wasn't actually a surprise to me, but then again, it was. I really didn't know what to make of it. "So what, you just look in someone's eyes and you can read them?"

"Yeah I guess." We started walking again in the right way.

"Hum? Well I really don't know what to make of it so, I guess we'll just carry on our merry way. I mean it's not like we have to really hang out forever."

"Yeah, but we will."

Confusion, I had no idea what that mean. I mean what we're going to get married or just run into each other a lot? "Umm… what does that exactly mean?"

"Well, you'll find out now wont you."

God I hate it when people-and vampires-do this. "You know what, what ever!"

"Alrighty then."

I really did hate him for this.