Hi y'all! I've been hooked on this site ever since I was brave enough to try it out lol I noticed that I pretty much read every Naomily fic that out there so I decided to give it a go. This idea wouldn't leave my head so I figure what the hell. It is my first fic so please any advice/criticism is greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy because so far, I've enjoyed writing it, I wasn't sure if i would or not.
Alright to get down into the story! Essentially I had a dream in which Naomi was the slayer, just like in Buffy, and wham this fic happened. I will use some of the characters from Buffy, simply because it's one of my favorite shows. Instead of having it set in Bristol though, I have it set in London because I studied abroad there and simply the area. Unfortunately I am American and I'm sure it seeped through whilst writing so any mistakes just correct me on, I'm totally fine with that. Without further ado, A Stake to the Heart.
I don't own skins/buffy or any of the characters because if I did Naomi would have never cheated and Xander would have never left Anya at the aisle.
"Unbelievable! This is the second time this month!" I groaned out loud, while looking down at my newly ripped and blood stained jeans. I don't know why I always assume that wearing a new pair of jeans on patrol is a good idea seeing as they always end up either covered in blood or ripped, unfortunately for this pair I seem to have managed to do both. It would be different if it was simply human blood, or even vamp blood, but this had to be the one night were I run into a particularly lively, nest of Chaos demons, which you guessed it, are great at causing chaos. Giles had learned of their whereabouts and sent me over to clear them out, which normally I have no problem doing, except when I have on a brand new pair of pants. And when these demons conveniently happen to bleed bright fluorescent blue. Oh the perks of being the slayer...
"That's enough of this for tonight." I grumbled as I pick up my favorite axe, which is now broken, another thing to add to the list from tonight.
"If you keep talking to yourself like that Naomi, people might think you're crazy. And that's my schtick."
I look up to find the one person/ thing on this earth, supernatural or otherwise, that could scare me. I'm talking of course of the piercing blue eyes of my best friend, Elizabeth Stonem. Dressed in her typical fashion, a long black tshirt worn as a dress, no surprise there, black beads around her neck and arms, with her know it all smirk firmly in place. Now I'm certainly not physically afraid of Effy, but rather her ability to know EVERYTHING. I swear if I didn't know any better I would think that she was telepathic, though I know this isn't true. Though she does happen to be a pretty powerful witch, which can come in handy at times, this isn't really one of the times.
"Effy! You almost gave me a bloody heart attack! Stop sneaking up on me like that. What are you doing here?"
"You better watch it, your reputation as the big bad slayer might be harmed if they knew that a little witch can sneak up on you." Replying with her trade mark grin. That stupid smirk, its enough to make a person drink. It's a good thing she's my best friend.
"Very funny Eff, it's obviously laugh at Naomi day, so please continue, I can't wait to hear what you have next." Sarcasm dripping from my voice.
"Someone's a little touchy today. Whatever, Giles sent me to help, he thought there might be more demons that originally planned... but I guess you took care of that."
"Bloody Giles, he owes me a new axe and a pair of pants, I payed a lot for these and slaying doesn't exactly roll in the dough."
"And you think being a librarian does?"
"Touche"
"Let's get home grumpy pants."
Effy and I continue out of the cemetery to the nearest bus stop, its the night buses so naturally its going to take forever. Just fucking perfect. By the time we get home its an ungodly O'clock hour, I can get maybe three hours in before I have to wake up for the blessing that is college. Effy and I enter my house, dropping our stuff at the door, which I'm sure Gina will bitch about later but I couldn't be arsed right now. We go up the stairs and separate to our respective rooms, my all the way down the hall to the right and Effy's the first door on the left. Eff's lived with me and mum for about six years now, her parents are two losers who do nothing but cheat on each other and ignore Effy and her brother Tony. They're both better off without them. Especially with her moms drinking problem and her dad's constant infidelity and ignorance. When Effy was younger they were always breaking up, fighting, and blatantly ignoring their children. I finally had enough of it and forced her to move in with me and we've been living together ever since. Though we have a few arguments now and then, its bound to happen when you live with someone and see them all the time, it's nothing that can't be solved quickly. She's like a sister to me... But I digress.
"Fucking shitting hell, I really liked these pants. I'll never get this blood out of them." That's the last time I wear new pants on patrol, I vow. Maybe I'll just start going without pants at all, it might distract the vamps and demons, plus I'm drastically running out of clothes. A thought for another day. I crash into bed with the intention of passing out, thoroughly exhausted from the demons, knowing I have to wake up in a few hours, I nod off.
I wake up to the smell of cold. You know that smell. The smell that lingers around in December and January, right after a particularly brutal cold front comes in. The smell that you feel in your lungs its so powerful, that to breath it physically hurts and your left with the undeniable smell of winter. I open my eyes to see darkness, nothing but darkness until my eyes find a small sliver of light bursting through what looks to be a stone cave wall. I try to get up but if feels as if the darkness is weighing me down, and is that water that I feel...? I'm in a puddle, or at least I'm wet ,I'm not to sure seeing as everything is blurry and dark. All I know is that I can't breath... I can't breath and now I start to panic. I thrash around trying with all of my might to get up, to will myself to push myself off the ground. I just feel so heavy... but I hear someone, I hear someone screaming... I have to help them, its my job, I have to get up. I push with all of the strength that I can muster, AND I'M UP!...Barely.
I feel immeasurably weak, my bones ache, my throat its throbbing, I feel like someone ran over me with a bulldozer and then stuck me under water. But most importantly, what I feel more than any of the physical, is my fear. I am terribly afraid, I've never felt a fear inside of me the way I do now. I hear the scream again, it's definitely male and they sound terrified. I try and move towards the sound of the voice, I try to follow the fear within my gut, for every slow and arduous step that I take towards the screams my heart beat quickens and my fear multiplies.
I finally reach a clearing inside of the cave, it's much brighter, a large cavern lit by numerous amounts of black candles, casting an eerie glow over the walls and floor. I hear the scream to my right but I can't see the man, there is a large rock column in the way. I know I have to take one more step to get around it, to face whatever it is that is making these heart wrenching wails... but I'm afraid. I'm so terribly afraid for the first time in my life. But I have to do this, I have to pluck up the courage to do my duty, no one else can, it's up to me. I start to take a step, slowly, painfully I push myself forward just as the wailing finally ceases, just as the cave becomes eerily silent, I turn the corner... and I scream.
"NAOMI! NAOMI! Wake up! It's just a dream, its only a dream." I wake up to Effy screaming my name, the feeling of her holding me close to her body. A cold sweat breaking out across my entire body and the feeling of pure terror. It happened again. The nightmare? The vision? I gave up trying to figure out what it was long ago. I grab onto Effy and hold her tightly, like I always do when this happens. She is always there, she is the only one who understands, as much as someone could understand with something like this.
"Was it the same one again?" Effy asks while she strokes by hair, finally calming me down. I nod my head yes in reply. It's always the same. It never changes, and I always wake up with the same feelings, fear and an overwhelming sense of failure. I remember nothing leading up to the cave and nothing after my screaming, but I know that it has really happened, I know this without a doubt. It's been happening ever since... ever since the incident, the day were I let Effy down, the day were I let every down, the day that Freddie was killed, all because of me, all because I wasn't good enough. Something that I vow will never happen again. I will not allow one of my friends or anyone that I care about to be harmed or killed because I'm the slayer. I have to be better, for them, for everyone.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"You know I don't Eff... lets just forget it happened yeah?" This I say as I loosen Effy's hold on me and rise up from my bed, having lost any hope for more sleep tonight. I walk over to my window were I can see the sun start to rise against the London skyline, desperate to clean myself of this darkness I beg the sun to rise faster. I think most people take the sun for granted, they see it rise everyday without fail, and set every night... I know better. The sun is the one thing that I can count on, its the one thing that keeps the demons at bay, literally and figuratively. Night fall is when the creatures come out, when my insecurities and fear arise to new levels. During the day I can hold them at bay, the sun keeps me safe. I think its the same idea as hiding underneath your sheets as a child to keep the boogeyman away, which for the record is totally real, you have seen Rise of the Guardians right?!. As a child you think that this blanket, this thin piece of material will keep the demons away, though in reality it wouldn't keep away anything. That's what the sun is for me, it's my safety blanket. I stare out across the city, letting the sun cleanse me of my terrors, at least for now.
"You better head out now if you want to get to school before everyone makes it to loud for you." With her trademark fucking smirk firmly in place. How she always knows when I feel the need to train is beyond me. But she's right, if I want to make it to college before the of my fellow "students" get there to make it my living hellmouth, I would have to leave now. I grab a signature pair of skinny jeans, ones thankfully not yet torn from patrol, and a plaid button up shirt. Throw on a beanie and call it day.
As I head down stairs I can hear my mother in the kitchen, if I'm quite enough I can sneak past her without the twenty questions that Gina is oh so fond of. I make it no more than two feet before I hear my name being called from the kitchen.
"Naomi dear, how many times have I told you to put your weapons away after you use them! I almost cut off a toe getting the paper this morning."
"Unbelievable!" I throw my hands up in frustration. "I'm the bloody slayer for chrissake! How do you always hear me and how does Eff always sneak up on me!" I yell this as I blast through the front door, slamming it shut as I run to my bike. "Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." I hear my wonderful mother say just before I slam the door shut.
I pull up to the beautiful Roundview college, I hope you can hear the sarcasm in my voice. I make my way through the corridors, before I finally get to my ultimate destination, my place of sanctuary, the library. I breath in the scent of the books, content with simply standing here and relishing in the silence. I stand here for a few minutes before I open the weapons closet to set up the fighting dummy, it's definitely a day for hand to hand.
I loose myself in the constant pattern, kick, block, punch, kick, kick, dodge, that is until I feel eyes on me. I continue with my motions, attempting to lure whomever or whatever is out there into a fall sense of security. I can hear the footsteps getting closer and closer... not yet, don't strike yet, patience Naomi.. NOW! I whip around just as the footsteps falls close to me, I see a flash of red, deep and vibrant before my eyes but I don't have time to think about it. I grab the trespasser by the neck and pin them against the nearest wall holding their hands above their head to make sure that they cant attack me. As I push the trespasser against the wall I hear a winded and incredibly husky voice "What the- OOHMF."
I look down at my attacker, and the wind is instantly knocked out of me. Well fuck me, I wasn't expecting that. I look down into the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen, I could get lost in those eyes. What the fuck!? Get your shit together Naomi. But I can't look away. Shes a petite girl, no more than 5'3, with stunning red hair, well that's definitely not natural. Still there is something in her eyes that draws me to her, like she can see right through me. I have an overwhelming desire to let her, to let her in, but that is quickly pushed aside when I remember the vow I made to myself. I continue to stare at the girl, forgetting that I'm holding her by the neck until I look into her eyes and see something that I don't ever like to see in someone's eyes... fear. I quickly let go of the girl, quickly backing up and gracefully backing into the dummy and falling onto my ass.
"The hits just keep on coming today." I grumble as I quickly pull myself off of the ground, to quickly realize that the girl is still there. I look over to her where I see her cowering against the wall, obviously afraid of me. She's definitely not a demon, and not a vampire, but I've never seen her before...I would of remembered. I try to say something, anything, but nothing comes out and instead I look like a fish opening and closing my mouth. Smooth Naomi. To my great surprise I see her compose her self, straighten out her shirt, stand up straight and break the silence.
"Do you always attack people who hang out in the library?" Oh fuck me, her voice is much more husky than I originally had thought. I take this time to look over the rest of her. She wearing a simple pair of black skinny jeans, a loose gray cardigan with a yellow t-shirt underneath. It's simple, extremely simple, but fuck me she makes it look gorgeous. I compose myself and try to salvage the situation.
"Not normally no, but I'm all about experiments me."
"Hmm likewise, but this takes it to a whole nother level." She replies with a smirk, and fuck me if I don't get weak at the knees. Me, Naomi fucking Campbell, Ice Queen, gets weak at the knees for someone I don't even know!
"I don't know, it's always nice to add a little bondage." I reply with a smirk, HA take that beautiful girl, I'm the slayer.
Shit, I shouldn't have said that. She's probably not even gay, she probably thinks I'm a creep. Get over it Naomi, you made a promise, no distractions. Fucking voice of reason. I quickly wipe the smirk off of my face and look back to the small petite redhead in front of me, whom I am almost certain is blushing.
"Cheeky."
We continue to look at each other shyly, both unsure of what to say or do know. That is until my wonderful group of friends decide to burst through the libraries doors and ruin whatever was just happening. Was she flirting? I think she was flirting? Was I flirting?! Fuck. We quickly snap out of our staring contest and mystery girl picks up her bag, which I didn't even notice, some slayer I'm being lately. She starts to walk away and I think that I should let her. Let the threat leave, she could be a distraction just let her walk away Naomi, it doesn't matter that it's the most you've ever felt, let her leave, you made a promise! I continue to have this internal argument until she almost at the door. If it's meant to happen, whatever it is, there will be some sign, right? Let her leave. Just as reaches for the door, she stops and turns around to look back at me. Goddamn those eyes. Out of the corner of my eye I can see my group of friends getting closer, more importantly I can see the unmistakable smirk of my best friend.
Mystery girl looks at me, "What's your name?"
"S...sorry?"
"Your name? You do have a name right? I just want to know so I can warn the student body that there is a BDSM goer in the library." She replies with a smirk and twinkle in her beautiful brown eyes.
"Naomi, my name is Naomi." I just manage to squeak out. God let this end, I can't take anymore embarrassment today.
"Naomi." She repeats almost to herself and my God does it sound good on her lips. I think I almost fainted.
"Wh...wha." I clear my throat. Get yourself together Campbell. "Whats yours? Name that is...whats your name?"
She looks at me with a glint in her eyes and a smile on her lips. "Find me again and ask me. This time try not to tackle me" She winks at me and walks out of the library,
Well fuck me.