Flies to Honey: Part Two
by J Jericho Born
A slightly glazed over Buffy patrolled a chilly Sunnydale night with stake in hand. The graveyard was such a lonely place this time in the evening. The odd vampire that popped up every now and again wouldn't be very much company, well not for long anyway. She came upon two such vampires, snooping and clawing around the crypt that Abel had been stashed in.

Stealthily, Buffy snuck up behind the two vampires with ease. It was kind of amusing the way they were drawn to the mausoleum without knowing what they were looking for. One rattled the iron gate on the crypt. He gestured and grunted to the other one to help him pry it open. It was time for the Slayer to make her move.

"Didn't you read the sign? No loitering after seven p.m.," sarcastically quipped Buffy. The two turned and snarled simultaneously. To her surprise one actually spoke before the melee ensued.

"We want to know what's in there," demanded an ugly vampire.

"Oh, of course. That's where they keep the Beanie Babies. Which one's your favorite?" replied Buffy.

The two vampires looked at each other in mutual disbelief then pounced. Unfortunately for them, one of them pounced right into Buffy's awaiting stake and dissolved into ashes. The other one managed to get a claw at Buffy's other arm, ripping a chunk of her jacket off.

"Do you know how much this jacket cost me?" questioned an annoyed Slayer. She attacked the remaining vampire with a fierce kick to the stomach. Winded, the vampire couldn't return blows. Buffy followed with a backhand to the head. With her victim on the ground she plunged her stake into his chest.

This vampire didn't turn to ashes so quickly, however. Surprised, Buffy soon caught a glimpse of a flailing foot followed by a close up view of the neatly trimmed graveyard grass. The resilient vampire jumped onto Buffy, taking care to place his knee painfully into her back. Countering his grappling maneuver, she managed to roll over and put her opponent in a prone position.

This time Buffy made sure to hold the stake in place as she thrust the new weapon into the vampire's chest. A brief struggle later, she was sitting on a pile of ashes instead of a kicking and growling vampire.

"You and your new and improved vampires," Buffy yelled toward the crypt, getting up as she talked. Abel had a way of being annoying even when unconscious.


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