Why now? Why this: Everything has its opposites – why not the Slayer?
by ravenclaw
Back before the world of man had really truly began there was – and always would be Evil – and this is the blunt cruel world that the First Slayer had lived and died in. But working silently to over the next two millennia was the original adversary of the First; her name was Cassandra; originally from what is now known as Mexico, and she was the Dark Slayer. This young woman embodied everything that the Slayer fought against; Cassandra’s values…well they were corruption, power, magick and darkness.

Like the Slayer, she had grown up in the Old World, before the human race had got a firm hold on the demon infested world. She had been approached by the First and given an offer no one could ever dream of. For Cassandra had visions; the Sight as it were and it had shown her that she was destined for a ground shifting future…and the offer. Well, immortality, in a way, and power she could never imagine in all her wildest dreams. You can guess what she said. After accepting, her small life changed forever; she became the First’s eyes and ears, she was granted all the power of the Chosen One with a few twists and born within her was a magickal power that would only grow over time. The First, as an entity was able to travel through time and space – and saw what the future now held for Cassandra now that she was ‘his’.

So over the next 2000 years, at every occasion where man was seen to be falling into chaos and anarchy; you can be guaranteed to know that it was Cassandra pulling the strings. The only down side was that for her to be immortal, she had to endure the pain of reincarnation; never knowing where and to whom she’d be born and the painful recollection of her past lives. For she was human – until the siege of Troy, in roughly 1184 B.C, that is. She’d been born to a fairly well off family; but when she’d been behaving oddly, her family decided to send her to a Watcher named Marius who lived inside Troy and knew the monarchy – who just happened to be a vampire, just no one knew it, not even the Council of the day. Marius sensed this deep seated evil that was only just beginning to awaken inside his young charge so Marius taught her the true values of the Chosen One; as if he were trying to alter her true inner beliefs. Unfortunately for The First, it seemed to have worked. The memories that The First counted on to keep bringing her back to ‘it’ were being tainted. Yet the First knew the value of patience and was not too concerned, as in the end she always embraced the darkness, she had no choice. This instance was the same, as after being badly wounded after patrolling the battle grounds outside Troy, Marius did the unthinkable…he turned his own Slayer thus bringing her back into the arms of Evil; albeit this time against her will. For she had learnt and embraced what the true Slayer had stood for; light, good and a force against Evil. And now she was the epitome of what the Slayer hated, she felt betrayed by the one person she thought she could trust and vowed to herself that one day he would die by her hand. She was now your average vampire - she needed human blood to survive and hated sunlight – with a twist she was Cassandra the Vampire Slayer Vampire.

After being turned, Cassandra’s past and her deal with the First weighed heavily on the newly made vampire’s mind, what path would she choose? Marius had not stayed long after he had turned her; he basically showed her the ropes and that was it. This caused great sadness for the vampire and made her long for a companion. Her decision was made. To help her stay balanced between the darkness and light would be the love of her life ever since she had been moved to Troy itself; Paris, son of Agamemnon. Before the final nights of the Siege of Troy, Cassandra sought out Paris, who by this point had lost nearly everything and told him of her love for him and the future she could give…he accepted, her first ‘meal’ was also the making of her mate. For somewhere inside him, he loved her also; she was braver than any soldier he knew and as beautiful as Helen had been, maybe more so. From then on, it was the two of them against the world. He was her rock and safe keeper from the darkness which was constantly rearing its head deep within her soul and she was his Amazon woman, brave and fierce yet loving and gentle; they both knew there wasn’t anything they wouldn’t do for each other.

She had warned him about the bargain that she had made with the First all those moons ago – but the deal had changed. The First had come to her one night in roughly 1300 B.C, to tell her the terms had changed. The First saw her as tainted, that her soul was no longer fully open to Evil – thus the deal was she was now invincible, well almost, a Day Walker and retaining the magicks she had and would have; but warned her that in the end she would succumb to Evil’s throng in the Final Days where the fate of the world would be decided. What The First failed to tell her, only to her finding out later was that she could be killed but it was one of the most elaborate rituals known to the world. Cassandra knowing she had to be careful here, in case of loopholes, agreed with one condition – that the changes in her would be granted to Paris also…reluctantly The First agreed, for It wasn’t sure what Paris’s future held so decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

They moved through time; history became legend, legend became myth. And the couple descended into mystery; they became a ‘living’ legend…no human, vampire or demon was truly sure of their existence, as they didn’t believe that vampires could live that long. They only came into contact with vampires, who they believed could find out who they truly were – so they came into contact with the most powerful vampires of the ages. Such as the Ancients who had been around even before they had, Racists, Dracula, the Order of Aurelius and of course, Angelus, Spike and Drusilla.

The Council shunted Cassandra, and began to deny that she had ever truly been a Slayer but every Watcher was taught about her, Paris and the volatile situation her soul and nature was in…the fact that she could truly turn at any time. Thus whenever one their Slayers’ encountered her, they were to inform their Watcher who would order the kill. But they were hardly seen and only ever whispers were heard, and the true Slayers’ were never told of what Cassandra had been, to them she was just your average vampire who had been around a lot longer than the rest. Only the Watchers’ knew; out of sight, out of mind and that’s how it should have stayed until now that is………


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