Hell on Earth: The last slayer: Chapter 6: Harvest time
by Timan
For the longest time the Master stared at the future slayer. His face was motionless but his mind was processing all the options. As for Becky she matched poker face for poker face.
“Let me understand your proposition,” the Master said finally, “you want me to delay my glorious return to the surface and my victory over man kind so that you can halt events that will be a catalyst in the final apocalypse.”
“That’s right.” Becky replied.
The master paced backwards and forwards in front of Becky. His attempts to be intimidating failed completely.
“What I am having trouble comprehending is why would you think I would comply with you request. If, as you say, events have been put in motion to cause the decimations of the humans then this truly is a time to celebrate.”
Becky took two paces in.
“You wouldn’t be celebrating for long.” She replied
The master smiled at her, his wrinkled face becoming even more predominant.
“Oh I like this one,” the Master said to his minions, “she’s got spunk.”
He stopped in front of her. Shortly after his minions flanked him, all looking very hungry.
“I suppose this is the point in the demand where I ask what if I refuse?” He continued
“It’s simple . . .” Becky replied
The speed was indescribable. In one smooth motion of her right arm beck drew a hidden stake and threw it. None of the vampires in the room were sure where it came from but they all new where it was going. Darla’s jaw dropped open. She looked down to the stake embedded in her chest. She had just enough time to give her master one last look of pain.
“. . . Accidents happen.” Becky concluded
“No!” screamed the master as he dropped to his knees, “she was my favorite.”
The look of pure hatred fell on Becky like a meteor. He snarled and gestured to his vampires to attack. The group rush in. Becky blocked the first attack while dodging the other. As two other vampires rushed her from behind she jumped backwards and flipped over them. As they quickly regain their footing they charge at Becky. From behind her back she drew two more stakes and held them outwards. The charging vampires stop moments before the stakes pierce their harts.
“If you don’t want more of them to die. You’ll do as I say.”
The master growled at her and jumped back onto his feet.
“Very well. You have your time. But if our paths cross again girl you will not be the one left standing.”
On their masters request the vampires moved away from Becky. She took one last look at the Vampire king and left the cavern. When Becky was out of sight one of his minions turned to him.
“My master. You are truly not going to delay?”
The master grinned evilly
“Of course not. I had to make sure she though that. Go check on Luc. The harvest begins at sundown.”
The two boys sat in silence as Giles explained what occurred last night.
“The world is older then you know,” the watcher said with dignity, “contrary to popular mythology it did not begin as a paradise. For untold eons demons walked the earth. They made it their home, their hell. But in time they lost their purchase on this reality. They way were made for mortal animals, for man. What remains of the old one were vestiges, magicks, and creatures . . .”
“ . . . And vampires.” Concluded the slayer
Xander walked forward in a state of confusion.
“Okay, now see, this is were I have a problem. We’re having a conversation about vampires,” he said, “we’re having a talk with vampires in it.”
“And I got bit,” Jesse continued, “what’s the deal with that? Am I going to turn into a bat or something?”
“Ah, no the bat transformation is just myth. The only real metamorphosis power a vampire has is the ability to manipulate his face. In you’re case Jesse you were lucky that Buffy found you when she did.” Giles replied
“See I told you there’d be a time when you could wear your ‘I survived a vampire attack ask me how’ badge.” Xander joked
“Here’s me thinking it would just look tacky.” Jesse replied
“I think the real question here is how do we kill them.” Xander asked seriously
“The usual way. Stake through the heart, fire, a little sunlight, beheading.”
“Beheading, right, I’ll remember for next time.”
“Whoa!” Buffy replied putting up her hand, “there’s not going to be a next time.”
“Buffy! Willow’s still out there! She’s my best friend I just can’t sit here and do nothing.” Xander demanded
“I will find her.”
“What, so, you think you’re supergirl just because you have super powers and fight evil.”
Jesse and Buffy look confusingly at Xander
“I lost my point.” He replied weakly
Buffy smiled at him. Finding out the world of the supernatural is real is hard for anybody to except.
“It’s okay Xander. I’ve been the slayer for years now and I’m good at what I do. I make sure Willow gets home safe and sound.”
“Great,” Jesse replies, “wait. What’s a slayer?”
“For as long as there been vampires there has been the slayer. One girl in all the world, a chosen on, who will poses the strength and the skill to stop the vampires.”
Buffy picks up her coat and puts it on.
“Giles I’m going to go look for Willow. I’ll check in with you later.”
Buffy begins to walk out. Xander and Jesse look at each other and begin to follow.
“Hey were do you thing you two are going?” Buffy asks after she notices her tag-alongs
“We’re coming with you.” Jesse replied
“No your not.”
“We can help,” Xander insists, “It’s like you’re the slayer and we’re the slayerettes.”
Jesse gives Xander a disturbed look.
“Dude. I am not walking around calling myself a slayerette.”
“C’mon Jesse-man were’s your team spirit.”
“Perhaps you gentlemen can assist me,” Giles commented, “I’m researching any information on the Master, our local vampire king. Maybe if were lucky we can locate the reason why Willow was taken.”
Buffy looked at her watcher and folded her arms in curiosity
“You don’t think this is a random kill?” Buffy asked
“No, unfortunately, all of my research to date points to a mystical event that will occur within the next few days.”
“You mean like a harvest?” Jesse asks innocently
Giles looks up astonished.
“Where did you get that information?” he asks
“From that catholic vamp. She kept going on about how her master will rise soon. And how the time of the harvest is happening. I guess she’s not talking about grain.”
Xander threw up his hands in defeat and paced around the room.
“This is just a bad dream,” He said in frustration, “that’s it! I’m still knocked out from yesterday and none of this is real.”
“I assure you Xander this is very real.” Giles insisted, “now, Buffy will head out and try to find any clue as to the whereabouts of Willow you two can assist me with . . .”
While listening to this conversation Buffy realized that a certain piece of evidence was just overlooked. She looked over to Xander with concern.
“Wait,” Buffy interrupted, “Go back a couple of steps. You said you were knocked out. How did that happen?”
Xander rubbed his head.
“I don’t know. It was the weirdest thing. I remember I was in the stacks. I was heading out to check it out the book I needed when something hit me. The next thing I know I was lying on the floor and Giles waking me up.”
“Giles?” Buffy asks
“That’s, more or less, correct. I found him on the floor right after our talk yesterday.” Giles replied
“Did anything else weird happen before then? Like, did any thing explode?”
“No there were no explosions. Although . . .”
He though back to yesterday and the strange conversation he had with Becky. Buffy looks at him insistently.
“Giles! Now’s not the time to be hold back guy!”
“Before I discovered Xander I had a rather odd conversation with . . . actually I never got her name but I think she, also, just arrived at this school.”
Buffy looks seriously at Giles.
“Little girl? Shortish brown hair, brown eyes, not big on the smiling?” Buffy asked
“Yes that’s the one.”
Hearing the description triggered another memory in Xanders mind.
“Now that you mention it. I remember it felt like I was being punched.” Xander included
Buffy absorbed all this information and processed it carefully. Something was definitely up and this time it didn’t involve pointy teeth.
“When I saw Willow at the bronze last night,” Buffy contemplated out loud, “she said something about the new girl giving her the Wiggins. Also she told me about what you said Xander how you though she was a mental patient.”
“Yeah and now she’s missing.”
The group fell silent for a moment until, almost in unison, they looked at each other.”
“Hey did anyone else get that weird tingle in their spine like this isn’t a coincidence.” Jesse asks
Giles stands up and cleans his glasses.
“Well it looks like we have two problems to solve. Buffy, head out, see if you can find any evidence that can lead us to willow’s location. As for you two try and see if you can find the other new student, see what she knows. I’ll see what I can find out about the harvest.”
The boy’s nod and head for the door.
“Guys watch you back,” Buffy warned, “If Becky really took willow there’s no saying what she would do to you two.”
The group left the library on their individual missions. Thinking about what he needs Giles heads into the stacks.
On the roof, right next to the skylight that looks into the library, Becky watched them fan out. Before leaving the school last night Becky managed to break a small piece of glass off one of the skylight windows. She figured, tactically, it would be the best vantage point to hear anything that might be of interest.
She stood up and looked out over the school grounds. She saw Buffy making her way to the exit of the school.
While she watched Buffy walking she noticed Principal Flutey walking across school campus. This gave Becky and idea. She casually walked up to the edge of the roof and dropped down.
Buffy approached the front gates of the school as briskly as she could.
“And just where do you think your going?” a patronizing male voice called out from behind her.
Buffy turned around nervously and looked at Principal Flutey
“We? . . I? . . Me?” she stammered
Principal Flutey looked at Buffy with a sense of authority.
“We’re not leaving the school grounds are we?”
“No” Buffy insisted, “I’m just admiring the fence, you know, this is quality fence work.”
Becky watched on as Principal Flutey Locked the front gates of the school. After seeing him from the distance she thought that a less direct approach might be better to keep the slayer inside the school so she warned him about Buffy leaving. To her disappointment when the principal left Buffy just jumped the fence and ran off. Becky followed suit and cleared the high fence in one jump.
It had taken Jesse and Xander about an hour to search the entire school. About halfway through the search they split up. Even though they were covering more ground they still didn’t find any trace of the future slayer.
At the end of the hour they both met up in front of the library doors.
“You find anything?” Jesse asked
“Nope, no sign of psycho girl.” Xander replied.
Xander shrugged in frustration
“This is just to much yesterday my life was like ‘uh oh pop quiz’ now suddenly now its harvests and punch-happy crazy chicks.” He continued
“Yeah man,” Jesse replied, “and everybody thinks it’s just a normal day.”
“I know.” Xander said, “Well maybe you should go in and help Giles.”
Jesse flashes Xander a knowing look.
“You mean we right?”
Xander looked back at Jesse with a lop sided smile
“Yeah.”
Jesse puts a hand on his friends shoulder. He had known him for many years and already knew what was running through his head.
“Buffy will be fine dude. She can handle herself in a fight. If anyone can find Willow I know she can.”
“Yeah I do to.” Xander replied unconvincingly
Jesse was nowhere convinced of Xanders honesty.
Buffy enter the cemetery cautiously. Although it was daylight she still wasn’t convinced of this safety. As she made her way down the long line of graves she sense someone behind her. Quickly moving forward she hid behind of the larger tombstones. She readied herself as she heard the footsteps approach. When the sound was about a few feet away she pounced.
Xander stumbled backwards in shock. Buffy rolled her eyes then glared at him.
“Xander what are you doing here?” she asked angrily
“Something stupid, I followed you.” he replied, “I couldn’t just sit around and read old books I need to help. It willow.”
Buffy sighed.
“Aright but keep close.” She replied
They both continued to search.
“What are we looking for anyway?” Xander asks
“Drag marks, broken plants, and signs of a struggle really.” Buffy replied
Xander started to fume. The image of Willow being hurt in any way sent a chill down his spine that he never wanted to feel again.
“If that Becky hurts my Willow I’m gonna . . . I don’t know probably something else very stupid.” Xander said angrily
“We’re going to find her Xander we just need to keep looking.” Buffy replied.
As they turned the corner heading towards last nights mausoleum Xander tripped over something. He looked down and saw a broken handle lying on the. He picked it and started to pound it into his hand angrily. One of the ends felt very slimy to the touch. He looked down and noticed that the end of the handle was covered in blood.
“Oh god!” he yelled as he dropped the handle.
Xanders yelling alerted Buffy and she returned to investigate.
“What is it?” she asked
Xander didn’t reply. He just opened and closed his mouth in shock. She looked to where he was pointing. Buffy knelt down and examined the Bloodied handle. Xander reeled back in shock
“That’s . . . that’s not . . . you don’t think that’s hers” Xander stammered in fear.
“I don’t know.” She replied seriously examining it more closely.
Xander used a nearby tombstone to steady himself. All the color had drained from his face and he was begging to feel faint. As he leaned back something shiny caught his attention. His eyes grew wide and his breathing quickened.
“Buffy!” he yelled.
Buffy looked up and saw Xanders expression. Quickly she moved over to the other side of the tombstone to investigate. When she saw it she nearly went into shock herself.
The patch of blood wasn’t that wide. Next to it there was something metallic shining in the sun. Buffy bent down to examine it. It was a hair clip. Between this, the blood patch and the weapon there was more then enough evidence.
Xander grabbed his stomach and sat down on the.
“Oh god I think I’m gonna hurl.” He said groggily.
Buffy stood up. She walked over to Xander and sat down next to him.
“I’m sorry Xander.” she said softy
“I don’t want to be sorry Buff.” Xander replied, “I just want to get the girl that did this.”
She put her arm around his shoulder.
“We’ll find her. This girl Becky she has to deal with the slayer now.”
Xander gave her a slight smiled and nodded. Buffy smiled back then looked out over the graveyard. As she surveyed the scene something moving in one of the trees caught her eye. She stood up slowly, watching that tree carefully. Xander looked at her with alarm
“What is it?” he asks
“I think were being watched.” She replied, “Stay here I’ll be right back.”
Becky watched Buffy and Xander closely. She used a nearby tree for a better view of the scene. When Xander picked up the rake handle it set off alarm bell in her head. In her hurry to the mausoleum she didn’t have time to bring it with her so she just dumped it and ran. Becky began to feel like she was way off base with her current strategy and she would have to thing of a new one.
That was the moment she notices Buffy running towards her. Not wasting a single moment. Becky flipped out of the tree and bolted. By the time Becky reached the entrance of the graveyard Buffy was almost on top of her. Bursting through the gates Becky picked up the pace.
Xander jogged his way to the front gate. He leaned heavily against the archway and breathed in heavily. He heard a low creaking sound. Looking up just in time he jumped out of the way as one of the bent gates collapses to the ground. Xander looks at the gate with shock.
“What the hell?” he said to himself
Buffy was confused. Shed been chasing Becky for about ten minutes now and she was having extreme amounts of trouble trying to keep up. The chase went from the graveyard and had now hit the center of town. Both slayers weaved in and out of people with expert precision.
Becky swung into an alley. As she made her way down she realized it was a dead end. She examined every inch carefully and noticed a small window about fifteen feet up with a power conduit connecting both buildings. Beck took a couple of steps back and ran at the wall. Jumping just before she hit the wall she sailed up, occasionally pushing herself up by taking steps on the wall. She grabbed the conduit and began to swing. The first swing she kicked in the small window. On the second swing she caught the ledge with her ankles. Hand over hand she pulled herself into the building.
Buffy entered the alley. She looked around frustrated at the total absence of Becky. About a minute later a completely exhausted Xander joined her. As he gasped for air he walked up to the slayer.
“What just happened here?” he asked
“I don’t know,” Buffy, replied in a confused tone, “I’m sure she came this way.”
“It might just be me here. But that was weird.”
“Well, she’s gone now. Come on we’ll head back to the library see if Giles has found out anything about the harvest.”
Becky watched as Buffy and Xander walked out of the alley. When the coast was clear she jumped back down to street level. That was a little to close for comfort and, now that she’s definitely a suspect. She has to re-think everything.
Back in the library Jesse waded through a large pile of periodicals. The whole deal with the harvest really began to creep him out. Between the ritual massacre and the natural disasters it was almost too much for him to bear. He heard the library door open and watched as Buffy and Xander entered.
“How’d you do? Did you find her?” Jesse asked hopefully
Buffy looked into his eyes. She didn’t need to say anything to him her expression told enough. Buffy sat down.
“I’m sorry Jesse.” She started.
She had trouble finding the words. It’s not easy to tell anyone that there is a good chance his friend is dead. Especially when it was possible another student killed her.
“Oh god no,” Jesse replied, not knowing how to feel, “Oh god no!”
Xander kicked the recycle bin in frustration. Buffy jumped at the unexpected sound. She turns to Giles.
“So Giles got anything that could make this day any worse?”
“How about the end of the world?” Giles replied seriously
“Knew I could count on you.”
Becky entered the bronze just after sundown. It had been a long day with not much success and she wanted to take a moment and clear her head before she attempts anything else. Sitting at the bar she sipped thoughtfully on her soda and tried to work out where her strategy was going wrong. After a few moments she realized where that was and had already though of a solution.
Outside a large group of vampires strode their way to the entrance of the club. Luc was walking angrily in front. They burst in the door dragging the bouncer in behind them.
The Vamps began to filter through the club quickly until they had taken up their positions. That was when the lights went out. A single spotlight showed a menacing figure looming on the stage. Becky watched this scene. If there is one this she hates more then vamps its people who don’t keep their word.
“Ladies and gentlemen there is no cause for alarm.” Luc bellowed, “Actually there is cause for alarm it just won’t do any good.”
A woman in the crowd screamed as the disfigured face of the vampire came into view. People began to scurry away from the stage. The people playing pool dropped their cues and tried to hide. On stage Luc grinned evilly to them.
“This is a glorious night,” he exclaimed, “it is also the last one any of you shall ever see.”
Becky narrowed her eyes as the bouncer was dragged on stage. This had just gone beyond what she would tolerate. After Luc had finished feeding he called for the next victim.
Outside the Buffy and crew arrive. Buffy checks the front door but it’s bolted shut.
“Can braking it down?” Xander asks
“No it’s bolted shut,” Buffy replies as she scans the building for another entrance, “you guys head around the back I’ll find my own way in.”
“Right, come on” Giles exclaimed
“Wait! Guys, here” Buffy exclaimed
Buffy hands them her bag of weapons. She looks into each of her male friends eyes. This was an extremely dangerous situation and it maybe the last time she sees any of them alive.
“Get the exit cleared and the people out that’s all! Don’t go wild bunch on me.”
With the sound of breaking glass Buffy snuck onto the lighting catwalk. As she slowly approaches the handrail she could see look proclaiming his masters power.
“The vestal.” She says to herself
This caught the attention of the vampire working the spot light.
“Tonight is his ascension! Tonight will be history at its end! Yours is a glorious sacrifice!”
Luc gazed around the terrified crowd and drank up their fear. His smiled deepened.
“What? No volunteers?”
One of the minions drags Cordelia onto the stage.
“Here’s a pretty one,” he said assisting the broken armed Luc.
Luc bared his fangs. He moved in slowly on Cordelia’s neck. From the lighting catwalk the body of the minion working the spotlight caught Luc’s attention. Buffy leant confidently on the handrail
“Oh I’m sorry were you in the middle of something?” she asked sarcastically.
Becky rolled her eyes. She had had more then enough of this times slayer antics. She stood up from her bar stool and walked to the pool table. From the ground she kicked a pool cue into her hand and snapped in two over her knee. She rolled across the pool table and, as she landed on the other side, she staked two of the vamps holding the crowd back. Luc’s attention shifted from Buffy to Becky. She slowly got herself back up to her full height as she playfully span each half of the pool cue in her hands.
“You!” Luc yelled to Becky, “I’d hope you’d come.”
“You really didn’t think I would . . . miss . . . this . . .” Buffy started
It took Buffy a moment to realize that Luc wasn’t talking to her. Instead he seemed to be talking to one of the people in the crowd. Buffy watched as the mystery person moved into the center of the room.
Becky stood confidently in front of Luc her expression was cold and calculated.
“We had a deal.” Becky said to him angrily
“My master doesn’t make deals with you’re kind!” Luc replied, “Brink her to me! Her blood will be sufficient to free our master.”
The group descended on Becky. Using the two halves of the pool cue as a combination stake / club weapon. She had no problem fighting back. As two vamps rushed her from behind Becky grabs them by the shoulders swing up and kicks both of them in the face. They fall back and two other approach. She smashes the one behind her in the head with the bottom half while staking the one in front with the top. Spinning around the bottom half of the cue she slams it into another vamps face then spin kicks a vampire holding one of the scared hostages. More of the vampires recover. Becky turns around as two more charge her. She runs at them. She flips over the top staking them through the back. She stands and faces the scared crowd. From back stage another group of ten vampires spring out. Becky flips her way into the middle of the dance floor and prepares to fight.
Buffy stepped back from the railing in shock. The fight had become intense to the point where the flying dust made it hard to see. She shook her head slowly.
Who was this girl?
A few moments later the dust began to clear. The smile on Luc’s face dropped when he realized that Becky was the only one left standing. Slowly she walked up on staged and faced the crippled vampire. Luc tossed away Cordelia and snarled.
“They were weak. You wish to face a real challenge?” he snarled
“You think you can take me?” Becky replied, “You couldn’t the first time.”
“Last time I was dealing with that nuisance.” Luc yelled pointing to Buffy in the lighting catwalk.
Becky looked at Buffy briefly then returned her gaze to Luc.
“Something we both agree with.”
Becky readied herself. Snarling loudly Luc charged. Even with his right arm in a makeshift sling he was still a formidable fighter. Becky dodged the first two punches but was struck with the third. She sails back and roughly hits the wall. Landing on her feet Becky charges in with a series of body hits finally kicking his injured arm.
The back door burst open and Xander, Jesse and Giles rush it. Xander watched the fight on stage and smiles to himself.
“Go buff.” He said softly
The trio starts to lead people out to safety, as the fight gets more vicious.
Becky ducks under Lucs swing. And hits him across the head. He staggers back and Becky charges at him striking him with a flying kick that sends him flying into the sidewall. He landed painfully as the sound of his spine breaking echoed through the hall. Becky walked up to the paralyzed vampire and knelt down. He snarled at her.
“You are never going to win slayer,” he said, “Our numbers grow nightly while you remain alone.”
She staked him and watched as his pained expression turns to dust. Becky walked slowly back to the spot light. And examined the empty room. Slowly she turned her attention to Buffy.
Buffy was dumbfounded. She didn’t know how to react. Becky just cleared a room of vamps in record time. And that look she was giving her. It wasn’t anger it looked more like disappointment. Becky jumped off the stage. She ran up and leaped effortlessly up onto the lighting catwalk swinging her self over the railing. She walked towards Buffy slowly and deliberately. Just a few meters away from Buffy Becky stopped. She climbed up onto the other hand railing and leaped again. She grabbed one of the support beams on the roof. Pulling herself up she kicked out one of the metal roof panels and climbed out.
Xander looked around the room and sighed.
“Looks like the bronze is going to be closed for a while. Gonna have to find myself a new place to be unpopular in.” he joked
He looked over to Buffy who sat quietly on the pool table. She was fidgeting with her hands while staring off into space. Xander walked over and sat next to her on the pool table
“Hey are you alright?” he asked putting his arm around her.
“Hmm?” She replied looking at him “oh, yeah just tired is all.”
“Well I for one I’m going to sleep easy knowing that you whooped some vestal butt.”
“Yeah. No master rising tonight.”
Giles walked in cleaning his glasses.
“Well, everyone got home safe and sound thanks to you.” he told his slayer proudly, “you did a fantastic job tonight Buffy. I dare say, if you keep up with this level of performance there might be a chance we can clear the vampire population of Sunnydale completely.”
“Great. That’s really good.” She replied in a forced tone
“Well I best be moseying along. Got a history paper due tomorrow unless something else tries to end the world . . . here’s hoping.” Xander said before leaving the room.
Giles walks up and places a hand on his slayer’s shoulder.
“I am so very proud of you Buffy. You demonstrated skill and clear headed thinking that a . . . “
“I didn’t do this.” Buffy replied anxiously
Giles looked at her with concern.
“What?”
“I didn’t do any of this.”
“If it wasn’t you then who did?”
Buffy stood up and started to pace the room. He had only known her for a short time but the look of fear on this girls face was too much to bear.
“Buffy what’s wrong.”
“It was Becky, The new girl. Giles! She strong, she’s . . .she’s fast and she moves like . . . like . . .”
Buffy tried to find any word other then the one that was in here head. No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t find any other way of describing her.
“Like what?” Giles asks with concern.
Buffy sighed heavily and looked at her watcher.
“She moves like a slayer.” Buffy replied
“Are you sure?”
“I know what slayer moves look like and this girl had them.”
“That’s quite impossible Buffy. For there to be a new slayer you have to die.”
“Then how do you explain Terminator Barbie showing up and dusting ten vamps like they weren’t even moving?”
“I don’t. Maybe some sought of demon. I’ll start researching right away.”
“Do it quick. If we don’t find out who she is and why she’s here we could all be in danger.”
Angel blinked rapidly as the harsh overhead light switched on. He tested the chains he was hanging from again but it was no use. Slowly the room came into focus he was chained up by the arms in an abandoned factory. Next he heard the soft whimpering he turned just enough to see a young girl tied up in a similar fashion.
“Hey,” he said softly, “are you okay?”
Willow turned to him with tears streaming down her face. From the look on her expression this girl was beyond scared.
“It’s okay I’ll get you out of this.” Angel said reassuringly.
From the end of the factory they heard the loud banging of the factory door followed by footsteps. After a couple of moments the footsteps stopped. They were replace by a piercing scraping sound like metal being dragged over concrete. Angel stared into the darkness and just made out the shape of a person walking towards them.
Becky came into the light dragging a chair behind her. She places it in front of them both and sat down. From behind her she pulls out her PDA and starts to work with it. She shook her head and reached inside her T-shirt and pulled out the Star of Asgeroth. Playing with it for a few moments she then looks up at her prisoners.
“I had a whole list of thing I needed to do when I got here,” she said, “a whole list of thing I needed to change. I tried them and do you know what happened? . . Nothing . . . The group still formed, sure it’s different now . . . then tonight I though to myself why am I wasting all this energy trying to effect the slayer when I should go straight to the source.”
She stands up and places the PDA on the seat. She walked towards them slowly, the anger in her eye almost overpowering.
“You two are the cause for all the pain and suffering in my life. Lucky the solution is simple. For this to be over you both have to die.”
Willow’s eyes opened wider. She began to tremble in fear.
“No. . . No . . .” she whimpered softly.
“But not straight away. You don’t deserve that. For this to be justice you have to feel what they felt.” Becky continued
Becky holds up a large hunting knife. She glares at the both of them.
“This is how this is going to work. For every person I know of that you either hurt or killed I’m going to hurt you three times as much.”
“Don’t do this.” Angel replied, “if you kill that girl it’s going to eat at you for the rest of you’re life. Vengeance doesn’t solve anything.”
“It’s not about vengeance,” she replied, “it’s about survival.”
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