The Slayer

Hello! I'm back! Thanks to those of you who reviewed. And to answer a question, I thought I had added a chapter not created a whole different one entirely. My mistake. Also, I can't answer the question of whether it's the future or alternate dimension. That would spoil it! ^-^

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Buffy made her way to the top of the needle as quickly as possible; she’d have to be quick for Jamie might choose to check up on her only to find the blonde missing. ‘But she’s taking care of the store…Still, shouldn’t chance it.’ She thought though she found herself pausing. Jamie…She seemed like a good person for the few hours she’d known her, but she wasn’t too sure. Looks could be deceiving, heck, she should know. Anyone looked at her and all they would see is a small, short blonde that seemed like the damsel in distress type of girl who would be the first to get killed in a corny horror film. It would be hard for someone to believe her capable of what she did, slaying.

She started walking again, she had to hurry. After a bit Buffy made it to where she had slept the night before. She squinted in the dark, looking for where she had hidden her scythe. She sensed its general area, but not its exact location. “Where are you?!” she asked the empty room, still searching where she thought it to be. She cursed as her foot met something metal and jumped around, her hand massaging her toes. She sighed in relief despite the now dulling pain; at least she had found it. Quickly she grabbed it and placed it in a black backpack she had ‘borrowed’ from Jamie.

She was making her way out when she noticed something, or rather someone.

A girl.

Whoever it was, she was sitting at the needle’s edge, apparently staring out into the city. Buffy was compelled to ask what she was doing but thought otherwise. One, she was in a hurry to get back, and two, she didn’t seem like she was trying to kill herself, it looked more like this was her spot to reflect. She didn’t seem like she was dangerous in human standards, and since her slayer senses weren’t tingling, it meant if said girl did try anything, she could easily stop her.
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Max had been staring out into the city, thinking when she heard someone enter. ‘So the intruder finally arrives.’ She thought not caring to look. Granted she wasn’t supposed to be up here either, at least she wasn’t living here. That had to count for something right? Right?

She had arrived a little over an hour ago, walked in to notice something was different, someone besides her had been there, and not too long ago either. She had been going to make a break for it thinking Manticore had finally caught up with her and was going to try and ambush her when she smelled it.

Blood.

That had calmed her down significantly, knowing it wasn’t Manticore who had been there, but rather an injured homeless person. Nothing to worry about, so she had just gone to her usual spot.

She had just been waiting for over an hour, waiting for the person to come. She didn’t know why, she just had.

“Where are you?!” she heard a female voice ask in agitation. At this she tensed. Was she talking about her? She heard the woman bump into something and shortly followed by jumping noises. There was the sound of metal being grabbed from the floor; that caught her attention quickly.

If this woman attacked, she would have to defend herself.

She waited for the attack to come, but nothing. She heard the door open once more and the woman slip out silently.

Max was a bit impressed seeing as had she been a normal being, she wouldn’t have known she had had a visitor. She frowned; she was losing her skills, she better work out more. And by work out she meant go to people’s house and ‘borrow’ some of their stuff. She grinned thinking how Logan would have a field day if he caught her stealing again. It would be funny to see his reaction, but he would probably end up giving her a lecture, something she wasn’t willing to go through.

She sighed as she stood up, stretching. She had to go or else Logan would probably get worried as why she hadn’t showed up to his latest ‘save the world’ mission.

Quickly, she exited the needle, not realizing a certain slayer had stood behind, watching her go.

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Buffy hadn’t really left, just hidden well and made it seem like she had. She saw the girl exit after a while, not noticing her at all. She had caught a glimpse of her, not much but enough so that if she saw her she may be able to recognize her.
She made her way out after a while, heading back towards Jamie’s place…Until she sensed them.

They weren’t many, perhaps around three or four. No, four. She looked around, her gaze lingering on a closed up warehouse. They were in there, and they were restless. Silently she entered, quickly hiding behind some boxes.

“I want to feed! Let me drain her!” she heard a female vamp growl out, her tone daring the others to object.

They didn’t at first, but then one spoke, “We can’t, the human girl is to be harvested. She has to keep us satisfied for at least three more days.” She heard a male voice answer.

Buffy got a look; these vamps were keeping someone alive just to feed off her for a few days. Damn bastards. She had to stop them, and quickly she took a chanced glance at them. She saw the female along with two males. They didn’t look like they were new to the vamp game, but they weren’t experts. This should be easy.

She saw a girl gagged and bound to what appeared to be a heater, her clothes were dirty, torn, and bloody. Buffy saw several bite marks all over her, her eye lids looked heavy, like she was fighting to stay awake.

“Well look at what we have here.” She heard a male voice say behind her. She jumped spinning around only to come face to face with a dark haired vamp, his game face on. She inwardly cursed; she had sensed four, not three! How could she have been so stupid?!

The vamp grinned, obviously thinking she was scared witless. The boxes behind her were thrown aside, exposing her to the other three. The dark haired vamp advanced. The female vamp smiled in a feral way as she growled out, “She’s mine! I’ll drain her!”

At this he stopped and backed off. Buffy cocked a brow as she turned to the female. She guessed she was the head honcho.

“Little girl, you should be home in bed. Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to wander into the night? It might be dangerous.” She said in almost a purr, her features changing, showing the true demon.

Buffy quickly found her wit, “I see why she wouldn’t want me out, probably thought I’d die of fear,” at this the vamp’s smiled widened, “Fear of your ugly ass face. No wonder you're stuck with these low lifes.” She finished as the vamp’s features turned to outrage and she began to advance on Buffy.

“Why you little bi-“ her statement was cut short as Buffy delivered a roundhouse kick to the face. She went flying, hitting a wall and slumping down.

The three male vamps didn’t hesitate to attack her once they realized what she had done. Brown haired vamp number one came in, trying to grab her from behind. He was met with a quick head butt back and a sharp elbow to his stomach. Buffy quickly took out the scythe from her bag, swinging it down, impaling him.

He turned to dust before his head hit the ground, momentarily stopping the other two in shock. The second brunette came after her in anger, trying to tackle her. She kept jumping out of the way, until she got tired and she tripped him, quickly slicing him.

She groaned as the dark haired vampire tackled her to the ground, she went rolling, kicking and punching trying to get him off her. He growled and managed to get a punch to her stomach, knocking the air out of her. She groaned and did the only thing that would have him off her for sure, she kneed him in the groin. And boy did it work, he rolled off her clutching his area for dear life.

Buffy grabbed her scythe before flipping up, staring at the vamp.

“What are you?” he asked, knowing he wasn’t going to make it.

“The Slayer.” he burst into dust the moment the words left her mouth, she heard scampering and turned to see the female vamp staring at her wide eyed. Her grip on the scythe tightened as she turned to finish her off when she heard whimpering coming from the girl. She stopped. The girl needed her, but if she let the vamp get away she’d probably have vamps and who knows what else after her. She took a step toward her when she heard another whimper. She sighed, gave the vamp a look before turning to the gagged girl.

She heard the female vamp run out as quickly as possible, not bothering to even threaten her.

Buffy knelt in front of the girl, careful to un-gag her and undo her binds. She blinked, her eyes holding fear.

“Shhh, it’s ok. They’re gone.” Buffy said soothingly to the shaking girl who just nodded, “Can you stand?”

The girl didn’t respond, so with help from Buffy she helped her up. “Where do you live?” she asked as she helped the girl out of the warehouse.

“…”

Buffy sighed; this was going to take a while. “Well, were do you live?” she asked once more. The girl just shakily pointed a finger in a direction. Buffy took this as a sign and began walking that way.

“What happened?” she heard a male voice ask causing her to stop. She turned to see the sector police.

‘Good thing I put the scythe back in the backpack.’ She thought relieved.

“I found her, she was being held hostage by some criminals. Thankfully they weren’t there when I found her.” The lie just flew out of her mouth before she could even register his question. She blinked, wow, when had she become such a good liar? She blinked again; she probably shouldn’t be complimenting herself either…

“Hmmm…We’ll take it from here.” He said talking into his radio, saying something about an injured civilian. Buffy just looked at the girl, wanting to stay but knowing she couldn’t. And shouldn’t.

She handed her to the sector police.

The girl looked at her still shaking and whispered a small, “Thank you.” That only she could hear.

Buffy just flashed a small smile before quickly making her way back to Jamie’s apartment. She saw the open sign and sighed in relieve, she was still tending the store. She blinked as she saw some people leave and Jamie come out and start to close up. ‘Ah crud.’ She thought quickly going to the side of the building and climbing a dumpster, then onto a ledge. She pulled herself up and quickly got to her opened window. She heard the door open from the stairway, and jumped in landing gracefully thanks to her slayer abilities.

She hurriedly closed the window, shoving the backpack under the bed and turning off the light, she barely managed to crawl under the covers when the door opened about an inch. Buffy calmed her breathing, making it appear that she was sleeping. The door closed and she heard Jamie go about doing other things.

Buffy sighed in relief before sitting up, wondering if this was how it was going to be from now on. Her barely making it back on time. How was she going to explain any injuries as well? She sighed tiredly.

She’d think on it in the morning, right now she needed rest. Closing her eyes, she hoped she’d get a better night’s sleep than yesterday’s, she had to be well rested for tomorrow for work and possibly patrolling afterward at night. She sighed, and not even changing into some pajama’s, she fell into a deep sleep.