The two men walked silently through the crumbling building, both of them wary for any presences aside from their own. Around them the view for decay and destruction hit every one of their senses. Byron Preston, the taller of the two men, took a brief moment to look out a near by window.
The entire cityscape looked exactly the same. The charred and twisted remains of what were mighty buildings now stool lifeless and cold. At ground level the shells of what used to be cars sat abandoned on the roadway as the scattered remains of humans gave clear evidence that people were trying to flee for their lives. He when into his mind and thought of the stories he was told about this city and about how it used to be a bustling metropolis full of the rich and powerful. The city it’s self had a quaint Spanish name.
Los . . . Angels or something.
“C’mon man we don’t have all day!” yelled Pete Simmons, “we gotta find this thing now or she’s gonna have our asses on a platter!”
Byron snapped out of his daydream. He followed Pete.
Byron had only just joined the survival colony two weeks ago and was still learning he ropes. He was partnered up with Pete who has been scavenging for the colony for the past two years. Pete was about five foot nine with short sandy blond hair. His piercing cobalt blue eyes made it hard for Byron to look him in the face.
Byron brushed the dark hair away from his face as they pushed open the crumbling doors and entered a large room. Both men were stunned. In the middle of this dead city the room they were now standing in a room that was completely in tact
“I don’t get it I though you said this place used to be a law firm.” Byron asked
Pete started to make his way down the long stack of book shelves, checking the names on the spines of each book against the name on a piece of paper he held in his hand.
“Wolfram and heart? Yeah they were lawyers but were evil. They were up to all sought of bad back in the day. ” Pete replied in a distracted tone
Byron followed Pete down the isle. He kept close to him so he could feel more secure. Everything about this salvage run confused him.
“What do you mean evil? What could lawyers do?”
“They were more than lawyers By. These guys had their collected fingers in every dirty pie in the bakery. That was before the shanshu brothers fixed that.”
“Shanshu brothers?”
“I’ll explain later.”
Pete moved to the next bookcase and stopped walking. He scanned his fingers through the old musty books until it came to rest on one particular volume. Peter quickly pulled to book from the case and looked at the cover. A smiled crossed his face as he showed it to Byron.
“Found it. Lets go we’re running late.” Pete said as he rushed for the door.
Byron quickly followed as the pair made their way back down that hallway. As headed for the stairwell door Pete was stopped in his tracks by a beeping coming from his belt. Pete handed the book to Byron and pulled the PDA from its pouch. He stared at the screen intently
“Fuck!” Pete yelled, “We got some room temps coming up the stairs.”
Pete quickly dashed into the stairwell and looked down. Coming up was a group of about ten vampires moving swiftly. From behind him Pete heard Byron scream. He ran back into the hall and found Byron struggling against three more vampires who had sneaked up behind him. From another pouch on his belt Pete slammed vials of holy water onto each of the three vamps. They moved back in pain giving Pete enough to grab Byron by the arm and drag him into the stair well. With out saying another word Pete dragged Byron onto the center support pole of the stairwell and they both slid down to ground level. As they burst through the ground floor door they stopped in their tracks by a group of about thirty vampires waiting for them.
“Oh shit” Pete said softly.
From the rear of the crowd a soft laugh echoed through the lobby. Pete’s eyes widened as they parted and a man walked forward. His brushed his short spiky hair with his hand as his long back coat swept around him. He folded his arms and stared at the both of them. He shook his head softly
“Stealing from my office. In my town,” the man said sarcastically, “Do you know how hurt I am?”
“Angelus.” Pete Replied
“That’s my name” Angelus replied as he circled around the two men until he had a perfect view of Byron and the book, “and, if I’m not mistaken, that’s my book.”
“Yeah, well you’re gonna have to kill us to get it back!” Byron yelled defiantly
Pete swung around and glared at him
“Shut up!” Pete replied
“Oh some one here has a spine.” Angelus replied.
Angelus walked slowly up to Byron and smiled at him.
“I wonder what it would look like outside of your body.”
“Bored now.” A female voice said from behind the three of them.
Angelus looked briefly behind him then returned his gaze back to Byron.
“I though I said wait outside.” Angelus asked the strange woman calmly
“If I did, then you would have all the fun by yourself”
Out of the corner of his eye Byron noticed a woman approach the both of them. She was short with straight red hair and a small mischievous smile. Angelus laughed softly to himself
“Women huh.” He said to Pete and Byron as he walked up next to the woman. He put his arms around her waist and lent his head on her shoulder.
“So willow which one should we torture first?”
Willow smile grew wider as she looked both men up and down. Playfully she pointed a Byron
“This one smells of fear.”
“Ah my lady has good taste.”
Angelus motioned three of the vampires standing behind him to capture Byron. Pete frowned intensely. As the vamps approached he pulled out two crosses and held them in front of them. The vamps backed off. Pete and Byron slowly edged their way to the door. As they did so he handed one of the crosses to Byron then pulled the PDA back out of its pouch. He typed in a command and placed it back in its holder.
“What’s the plan?” Asked Byron
“Just get to the door. I’ve signed Becky they should be there soon.”
Byron nodded and smiled confidently
“You hear that Vamps!” Byron yelled to the crowd “you’re all gonna be dust soon as soon as the slayer gets here . . .”
Pete smacking him over the head cut his sentence short.
“Shut, the fuck, up!” Pete yelled at him
Angelus and willow walked confidently up to them. Pete and Byron held their crosses up higher.
“So is this the point were we say that we’re sorry then run away?” Angelus asks the both of them.
Angelus turned to the group with the warmest smile on his face.
“Do you remember the time when the slayer used to strike fear in even the toughest vampire. Then there was that whole generation ‘s’ to deal with.”
He turned back to the men
“Sorry boy, can’t help you with the running and the screaming, but there is something you two can do for me. You see I was wondering why sweet young Rebbecca would want the Chronicles of Naull. And since you two obviously decided to have your first date in my library I figure you’d know why.”
Pete didn’t say anything. He just continued to stare Angelus down. Byron tried to hide more effectively behind Pete. Willow pouted.
“They don’t want to play with us.”
“Why don’t you play with yourselves.” Pete yelled back at them
“Now, now,” Angelus replied, waving a condescending finger at him, “it’s never a good idea to get my vampire-witch angry. Because when she does I have no control over her.”
Willow closed her eyes. When she opened them again they were pitch black. She moved her hand in one graceful gesture, which sent Pete and Byron sailing outside. They slammed violently against one of the car shells causing them to drop their crosses into an open manhole. Pete looked at the large vampire crowd with a panicked expression. Byron placed the book on the ground and strode confidently towards the group.
“That was a dumb-ass plan. Send us out into the big yellow where you can’t go during the day.”
“What is your problem? Get the hell back here!” Pete yelled to Byron
“C’mon Pete what are they gonna do to us? Two steps outside and they’re kitty-litter.”
Angelus walked up to the door. He leaned in the door frame just inside the shadows. Byron motioned him forward.
“Take your best shot.”
Without changing his expression Angelus walked confidently into the sunlight. Byron’s face dropped as he watched the vampire absorb the heat of the sun without repercussions.
“What the hell?” Byron
“God that feels great,” Angelus said gleefully, “oh I’m sorry did no one explain the change of rules to you before you started playing.”
Byron started to step backwards as quickly as possible. The group of vamps piled out of the lobby. Just then the sound of a pick-up truck caught every ones attention. It came screeching around the corner and headed for the large group vampires.
The Vamps scattered as the truck parked in front of Byron and Pete. Out of the passenger side. A girl stepped out. She was about five foot five with long brown hair tied in an aggressive plat. Her deep soulful brown eyes looked coldly at the group of vampires.
“Get them in the back.” She said without turning.
From the driver side a man stepped out. He was considerably taller and older then the girl with wavy brown hair. Even with the eye patch he still looked around forty years old. The man, with the aid of the two people manning the fire hose attached to the back of the pickup, helped Pete and Byron into the back.
“You don’t think you’re just going to dive out of here with them do you slayer?” angelus asked
Becky looked at Angelus
“Well my original plan was to put you through pain eternal but, hey, things change.”
Willow raised her hand. Becky felt her throat begin to close. She dropped to the ground gasping for air. Angelus walked up to her. He knelt down next to her
“Dear Becky, still trying to be likes her.” he said ah he stroked her hair.
Angelus leaned down next to her ear
“You know she was still his favorite.”
Becky grabbed angelus by the throat. As she stood she lifted him off the ground. With one quick spinning motion she sent him flying into the vamp group breaking willows concentration. The group advanced. The guy manning the fire hose turned it on and sprayed the crowd. They all howled in pain as the holy water hit them like a flamethrower. The man with the eye patch jumped quickly into the drivers seat and beckoned Becky to do the same. As she did a small number of vamps broke free from the hose and charged at the truck. She knocked one out with the door and sent another flying with a swift kick to the chest. As she leaped down out of the cab two vampires grabbed Pete and start to feed. With lightning quick reflexes she knocks them both out of the way and helps Pete back into the back.
“GO!” she yells to the driver.
The man slams his foot on the gas and the truck leaches forward at high speed. Angelus watched as the truck disappears from sight. From the injured crowd one of the vamps approach
“See just as I said. She is stronger than any other slayer we have fought.”
Angelus smiles to himself
“That’s not a problem just make it more fun.”
From his pocket he produces a piece of paper. The other vamp examines it closely. It appears to be a page from the book that Pete and Byron took from Wolfram and Hearts library.
“Besides,” Angelus continued, “I know what they are looking for.”
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