"What book?"
I let go of Xander, "Listen you screwhead, I need a book to send a bunch of uglies back to hell. Now, I got this scrap of paper from a Deadite that had your name on it." I handed the paper over to Xander, and we looked it over.
"I don't have any book, but I know someone who might. Are you Ash Williams of Dearborn, Michigan."
"Hey, good call. Guess you heard of me, huh?"
"Yeah, a group of Slayers went..." he suddenly caught himself like he was saying to much.
"What's a Slayer?"
"Have you ever heard of the Watcher's Council?"
"Look, buddy, all I do is the slicing and dicing. I leave the egghead stuff to people like you."
"Like me? No egghead here, but if you want eggheads meet me at this private airfield tomorrow. It's owned by the Council."
The next day, I drove out to the airfield. On the small runway, Xander and a young women wearing black leather was standing next to the ladder. I got out and grabbed my duffle bag, with my chainsaw, Boomstick, a 9mm Beretta, and a shovel with a sawed off handle.
Oncce in the air, Xander introduced me to his 'bodyguard'. "Ash, this is Faith, Faith, Ash," I shook hands with the young woman, and it felt like she was going to break my damn hand in half.
"So, X-Men tells me that you hunt zombies?"
"Not zombies, sweet cheeks, Deadites, a whole lot of them."
Faith glared at me while Xander looked on nervously. "What in the fuck is the difference, Chainsaw Man?"
I like this girl, she was very tough, and she had a familarity about her, I couldn't place it. "Zombies are mindless, weak, and stupid. Deadites are rotten corpses but they are strong, resourceful, and tricky. So, what's a Slayer?"
"I'm a Slayer, we hunt and kill all sorts of demons. To quote that movie Hellboy "Things go bump in the night, we bump back.'"
"Sounds like we're in the same line of work."
"Sounds like."
"So, Faith are you the best?"
"The best of the best, baby/"
Five hours later, we landed at a small runway at Heathrow Airport. I've never been to England before, I hear they some nice bars here. After we got off the plane, we were meet by more girls. A blond and a slightly taller burnette.
"Buffy, Dawn," Xander called out. I grabbed my bag and walked over.
"So, this is Ash Williams?" the blond girl asked.
"Who wants to know?"
"Buffy Summers, Chief Slayer. This is my sister, Dawn."
"Chief Slayer, well hello Ms. Fancy Pants. Look I apprentice the ride and the talk with Faith, but all I want is the book and to get back to Dearborne. I supposed to open the store the today after tomorrow."
Dawn stepped forward, "Well, Mr. Smart Mouth, there's lots of books like that, can you be more specific."
"Look I don't know the title, author, or ISBN of the the book I actually need, but the book that brought this mess was called Necromanican Aux Mortius."
"The Book Of the Dead," Dawn stated.
"Come on, Ash. I know of one person who might know where this book is. Back to Watcher HQ," Buffy stated.
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