Date: Sat, 8 Mar 2008 00:25:47 -0800 (PST) From: Jason Decade <femtoka2@yahoo.com> Subject: Vampire Slayers United 39 Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all characters are copyright and trademarks of WB, David Greenwalt, Joss Whedon, 20th Century Fox, and others. please do not plagiarize or anything. LOVE YA Chapter 39: As a friend of mine once said... I found myself lost, walking through the streets, carmel frappa-thingy in hand, thank god for Starbucks, trying to resolve my own issues. RJ had enlightened me on his move. He went through this speech on how he loved me and how we...ok, I had known we weren't going to grow old together with three million kids, but there was something that made me feel safe with him. Part of me wishes Buffy had never changed the world. Had never made me a slayer, but I was always left to wonder what would have happened if my thoughts were true. I'd seen it and it wasn't pretty. I missed Buffy and Willow and Xander, god do I miss Xander, and Dawn and Giles and Anya...and Tara...and Sunnydale. "Sunnydale." I said to myself. Not this knock-off town. "Now that was a hell of a town, whattun it?" a voice said and I turned to see a brunette. He wore baggy pants and a beanie with red hair poking out and a short sleeve shirt. He was muscled. Definitely muscled, but cute. I smirked to myself, " Who are you?" I asked, stopping. He smiled, " Lestat." he smirked. "Get out!" I said with disbelief, " You exist?" "I hope so..." he smiled. "Do you have a soul?" I asked to which he shook his head, " Right." I said, pulling out my stake, " Everybody's Lestat nowadays. You know, I did get one Dracula, but he was all pale and skinny and..." "I am the true Lestat." he said angrily. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. "The Vampire Slayer?" Lestat smirked, " I bet you taste..." "Like cherries? Cause I'm trying something different." I joked. "Yeah, okay, cherries, but I'd wager the power is entoxicating." Lestat said with a shrug. I shrugged, " I've heard that. People say..." I smiled until my eyes met his, " Not that people taste me...alot...Ok, ready to be flowing in the wind?" "I doubt you can vanquish me." Lestat said, moving seductively. "You could use a tan, ever been to the beach?" I asked. "Once, but my companion ate everyone and left them astray on the beach." he smiled, swaying, as if he could still see it. I stared at him, " Okay, that's why I got to stake you, nothing personal, it's what I do." I said quickly. Lestat turned around as I grabbed him and his 'costume' came off in my hand and standing in front of me was Lestat, dressed in a black silk shirt and black leather pants. His long black hair flowing to his shoulders and his smile was...warm? "Wow, you must know Angel." I said. Lestat shook his head, " Do not speak his name." he sneered. "Ok, does no one like Angel?' i asked, " What about Spike?" "Will? They're a bunch of hacks..." he said. "Wow, if you weren't a vampire, I'd so make you my sex slave." I smirked, lunging at him again, but missed again. "So, you're still gonna try to kill me?" Lestat asked, " We shall meet again. "Sure, Lestat, but be sure that I'm gonna stake you next time." I said honestly, getting up and dusting off my clothes. "Oh, you can bet, treat. Beware the one, Si-Ni-Ehw." Lestat said, disappearing into the night. "I looked at my light brown skin, checking for scars, but none were there, " Oww is a word that I've made friends with. What else could go wrong? New vampire, old battles, lost love. I'm going to kill Buffy when I see her." I said, walking away. - - - - - - - - - I sat in my backyward on a wooden chair, feet pulled close to my chest, watching the birds flutter around as the sun beamed down on me. I sighed and let a breath of air fall into the sky as I found myself watching two squirrles high above the ground. I looked away only when I heard footsteps. I looked around to see Oz, Groo, Doug, and Kelly walking up. Kelly sat opposite of me with Doug sitting on the arm of that chair and Oz and Connor sat on the bench that was situated between Kelly and I. "Hey guys." I said quietly. "Hey." They all said simultaneously. "Umm, how is everybody?" I asked nervously. "We're good, how are you?" Kelly asked. "Hold on," Doug said, " I'm still kinda in the dark." We all looked at him. "What's the real reason behind your isolation?" Doug asked. I looked at Oz, " Slayer thing. Look, the reason we're here is that we need each other. Something big is coming and I honestly don't know what the hell it is." I said. "I can honestly say that I just peed my pants." Doug said. We all looked at him once again. "We need heavy research. I need people making with the research while I kick an immortal ass." I said angrily. "I'm on it. Si-Ni-Ehw, right?" Oz asked. "That's what Lestat said." I nodded. Oz got up and walked from my backyard. "I'm going to help, I'm gonna make some calls." Groo said, " Can I use your phone?" I took a second. Groo had never asked to use my phone...Groo had never used a phone, I don't think, " Sure." I said, gesturing him inside. Groo smiled and walked into the house. I smiled and looked back at Kelly and Doug, who had taken the closest seats. "So, have you heard from RJ?" Kelly asked. "No." I said, " Have you?" I chuckled. "No." Kelly smiled. "So, the world's ending?" Doug asked. "Yup, sounds like it." I said. "And we're back as a team again?" Kelly smiled. "Sounds like." I smiled, " No other place I'd rather be." "Anybody else sighing right about now?" Doug asked. I nodded. "Yeah, cause I had the major wiggins with you gone. I mean, for you. Target of Demons everywhere patrolling alone." Kelly said nervously. "So, how is life?" I asked. "Well, I made the honor roll. And there is this cute guy at the Magic Store and also..." Kelly said. Doug and I looked at each other. "What?" Kelly asked. "Also? Since when do you say things like also?" I asked. "Well, she started a few weeks ago. Well, I'm dating Gemma, nice girl, but way too into spells. We're on hiatus. And I've been experimenting, but not too much and I'm first string on the team." Doug explained, " So, what's the whole 'slayer' thing about?" I groaned, " Do you know what I've been doing while you've been meeting guys, getting on the honor roll, and getting stringy? Slaying demons. That's what I do. I had a boyfriend, he left. I slay demons. No super wolf star for me." "So, you were throwing a pity party and no one was invited?" Doug asked. Kelly elbowed him, " We're not going anywhere. Look, we meant what we said at the Hyperion, we're not leaving you. You brough something else to our lives." she said softly. "Death?" I asked. "No. We're good guys now." Doug chuckled, " We can't thank you enough, but you're saving the world, you're the Slayer." "The world is full of slayers." I said. Kelly crumpled her face, " Yeah, only two other slayers have saved the world the way you have." she said. "One. Faith helped in the last one, but it was Buffy," Doug corrected, " And no other 'kinetic' slayer is as targeted as you. That and you're male." "That only puts my life expectancy at...twelve." I said, causing us all to erupt in laughter. Groo came out of the door and headed for us. ' so, we're gonna be going." Kelly said, " Doug's gonna teach me stuff...sounded funner when we were dating. Later." "Later." Groo and I said together. Doug and Kelly left and Groo sat beside me. At first we just stared and then he finally spoke, " So, I guess RJ is gone. You okay?" "Let's just say it's opposite day and I'm peachy." I said sadly, " I'm sorry he hit you." "Sorry I saw you and him having sex." Groo joked. I looked at him, " Huh?" I asked. He ignored me, " Could have been worse though. You could have dressed up in a naughty nurse uniform and been in a three-way with Angel and Spike." he chuckled. "What?" I asked baffled by Groo's sudden lack of gentlemanship. "I don't know. I just figured we'd all get a crack sooner or later." Groo said. I stopped and looked at him quickly, " What did you just say?" I asked. "I mean, Connor, Oz...I could have sworn I was next." he smirked. "How..." I asked. "It's always been there, you're not fooling anyone." Groo sighed. "Who are you?" I asked. Groo chuckled, " Damn...I took it all over the top. Good thing I was trying." he smirked, " Do you know how easy it was to infiltrate your group? How easy it was to exploit your weaknesses?" I tried to kick whoever it was over the chair, but he grabbed my leg and pushed me back into my seat. "I'm not done talking." he said, " All your friends are in Hell...seems that when L.A. disappeared, it disappeared. Wolfram and Hart are ruthless and..." Groo transformed into Titan, " Your friends aren't coming back." "You sonuva..." I paused, " All this time, you've been tricking us? I swear with all my heart I'm going to kick your ass." Titan smiled, " You're weak. That's why Buffy couldn't stand to keep you around...that's why Connor left you...that's why they will al leave you." he said, lowering his face to mine, " That's why you will die. Tonight. At the cemetary." I tried to punch him, but he caught my hand. "Goodnight." Titan smiled, punching me so hard that I flew across the yard and through my back window! - - - - - - - - - - Night had fallen on our town , yet I was still seeing little birdies flying around and the clouds swirling in the air above me. When I finally woke up in my home, I cleaned myself off and dressed myself for the occasion. A black leather coat that only came to my pecs with a tight black shirt and long, dark jeans. I walked through the cemetary and tried my best to keep my mind on the task ahead. It had all come to this. The moment where I would kill or be killed. The moment where I'd finally kick his ass and make him scream. I stopped when I turned the corner and saw Titan leaning on the tomb of Janice Procter. "So, it's you." I said, not really that surprised, " So it's really your ass i'm gonna kick...what'd you do?" "Me? Nothing. Looks bad though, doesn't it?" Titan smirked, looking up, then back at me. "Eh. You haven't seen anything until you've seen a big snake monster blow up, or there was that Adam creep. Then Glory and her bunch of crazies." I said, looking around, " I take it we're alone." "I work alone." Titan said. "Yeah. Better when you don't have to worry about others." I said. "Little black riding hood." Titan said sadly, " Do you honestly think you can win this fight? you're not Buffy, you're just some random guy." "If you think about it, if that were true, you'd just kill me." I smirked, " I'm thinking I've got a prophecy out there somewhere. Some little sad one, that says neither one of us can live while the other dies...something like that. " I chuckled, " I'm betting it says that I send someone straight to hell." "Anyone I know?" Titan smiled. I nodded. "Is he attractive?" Titan asked, " You know, your grandparents miss you. They were hopin..." "That'd I go marry you and be ruler of evil? Do I look like Phoebe Halliwell?" I spat. "The answer is, that you're not gonna win. You can't. In a sea of evil, you're a micro-ameba." Titan said quickly. "Actually it can. It will. And it has before." I said and a flash went through my mind! I was in front of...slayers. Dead Slayers! We rushed into a sea of evil, " Tell Angel and the Gang I said hi." Titan kicked me and I fell to the ground, " Don't you remember the fight? It was epic! All those dead slayers and champions. Chose you to lead them." Titan said, grabbing me and throwing me against the tomb of Gabriel young. A cold shiver ran up my spine and I felt anger shoot through my body. "What are you talking about?" I croaked, " How do you know about that flash?" "You were missing for months, where do you think you were?" Titan smirked, trying to kick me, but I caught his foot. "Thanks for the hint." I said, taking him down, but he grabbed me and spun me through the air, slamming me to the ground! "This hurts me more than it hurts...nah." Titan said, punching me hard through the gate of the cemetary and into the street in front of an oncoming car. I looked up to see the headlights coming straight at me. -TBC- - - - - - - - - - Thank you for reading. If you want another chapter, I'm really going to need more feedback.