~ The offices of Wolfram and Heart, Los Angeles – two hours earlier ~
Judson and Becky stood in front the monitor in Judson’s office. On the screen was surveillance footage from inside Club Hellmouth.
“They call it Club Hellmouth. It’s a central meeting point for these so called Slayers.” Judson explained, “we got word that there’s an event on tonight called ‘slayerfest’. From what we can gather most of the ‘slayers’ in the area are going to be there.”
Becky looked at Judson.
“What’s the plan?” she asked
Judson returned her look and smiled.
“Simple. You go to the club, Head inside and take out as many as you can.”
Becky looked back at the monitor and started to analyze the layout.
“I can do that.” She replied
“I thought this would suit your talents. Come on there’s somewhere I want to show you first.”
The chamber door opened slowly. As it did so the florescent lights blinked on. Becky walked slowly in and looked around the room impressed. Judson followed her in and sighed. This was one room I knew would get her attention.
The Wolfram and Heart armory
The walls are lined with weapons ranging from fully automatic rifles to heavy broadswords. Becky slowly walked down the room looking at the weapons closely with Judson.
“Use anything you want,” he said happily, “we have everything from ak47 right down to your +1 mace.”
As Becky continued her eyes fell on a pair of weapons. She walked up and took them off the bracket.
“I’ll take these.” She said examining them closely
“Ah the lady has taste. Is there anything else?”
Becky quickly scanned the walls.
“Yeah. A couple of other things.”
~ Club Hellmouth – now ~
Becky entered cautiously. It was early but the place was still packed. As Becky made her way through the crowd she took careful note of the layout, exits, how crowded the room is and how each girl around her moved and carried herself. After a few moments she reached the bar. Finding a spare barstool she sat down. Using the mirror on the back wall she scoped the room to see if there was going to be any unexpected surprises.
Shona leaned against the sidewall of the club. She is still questioning her sanity as to why she decided to come to Nighthawk’s party. She folded her arms grumpily. From out of the sea of people Nighthawk bounced happily out of the crowd. She saw her teammate being less then happy and she bounded over to her.
“This party is going off!” Nighthawk yelled at Shona
Shona looked at Nighthawk in a disappointed kind of curiosity
“Good to see you got your priorities clear Nighthawk.” She replied
“Come on! You need to, like, fully unwind!”
“So you’re not even thinking about Rebecca anymore?”
Nighthawk stopped bouncing. She frowned.
“Yeah. It’s like, you know, hard and stuff” she replied, “I’m not like you Shona. I can’t be all cool and smart all the time.”
Nighthawk flopped up against the wall next to Shona. Her happy expression turned into a sad one.
“Alex is really upset and I can’t do stuff for him. See, this is the thing I would talk to Rebecca about but she missing and I don’t know what to do.”
Shona put her hand on Nighthawk shoulder.
“It’s not easy girl,” she replied caringly, “When my brother was killed in a vamp attack just before I was activated I thought I could die. But you need to keep goin’ not just for you but for everyone else.”
Nighthawk smiled at Shona. They didn’t always get along but it was a good feeling that she was there for her when she needed her. Nighthawk looked around the club. Her night was a big hit. A lot of the slayer turned up. A reflection of a girl in the mirror caught her attention.
“Oh my god.” Nighthawk exclaimed getting Shonas attention, “look it’s Rebecca.”
Shona looked over to where Nighthawk was pointing. Sure enough there was a girl at the bar who looked exactly like Rebecca. The two of them pushed their way through the crowd.
Becky was waiting for her moment to move. This had to be timed precisely to get maximum damage. Just then two of the slayers turned up and sat either side of her. Becky watched with curiosity as both seemed to be examining her.
“Oh god it is you!” Nighthawk exclaimed giving the uber-slayer a big warm hug, “We have been sooo worried.”
Becky sat awkwardly as the strange girl wearing the mask embraced her. Normally she’s not taken off guard that easily but the sudden hug was unexpected.
“Where the hell have you been!?” Shona, “We have been out of our minds worrying about you. Have you spoken to Alex yet?”
Becky slowly turned her head to Shona. Shona was taken aback by how cold and angry it was. Nighthawk released herself from Beck and sat down excitedly next to her.
“This is so cool that you came!” Nighthawk said excitedly, “ I was, like, totally worried that you were going to miss it. Do you like the set up? I was going to go for a yellow but I thought I’d be daring and go with the green! And it fully worked to. Did I say how cool it was that you were back? Anyways we have a lot of catching up to do. Hey do you want to. . ?”
Becky had had enough of the strange girls rambling. She kicked out Nighthawk’s stool from underneath her. As she fell Becky swung out with her elbow and caught her square in the face. Nighthawk collapsed onto the back in shock. Shona watched this action stunned. She grabbed Becky’s shoulder. Before she could say anything Becky grabbed her wrist and twisted it around unnaturally until she heard a crack. As Shona screamed in pain Becky continued with a sidekick to the stomach followed by a sidekick to the face. As Shona collapsed to the ground Becky became aware the other slayers were watching her. While Becky distracted Nighthawk quickly scrambled over to Shona. She dragged her into the training room and out of danger.
Back in the bar the Slayers kept a secure distance away from the uber-slayer. They weren’t sure how to react. Rebecca was one of the most friendly and loyal of the Gen S slayers but now she just hurt two of them in an unprovoked fight. Becky watched the crowd carefully. Moving quickly she reached into the cargo pockets of her pants. Pulling out the contents she stood confidently holding two fragment grenades. She stared each slayer down as she pulled the pins out with her thumbs. She tossed the grenades behind her and bolted for the crowd. They rolled across the bar and bounced lightly when they hit the ground. The explosion that followed knocked over the first few rows of slayers, destroyed the bar sending fragments flying into the crowd injuring many and blew out the back wall.
The collapsing wall caught Shona and Nighthawk by surprise. Nighthawk had propped up her friend on the far wall and was checking out the damage to her arm when the grenades sent a giant chunk collapsing onto Shona’s right leg. She howled in pain. Nighthawk looked frantically around. She lifted the wall off Shona foot. Nighthawk helped Shona to her feet and they quickly exited out the back door.
Back in the club the slayers were left disoriented by the Explosion in the confusion Becky seized her opportunity. She flicked her wrists sharply and two metal rods slipped out of her sleeves. The rods then extended to their full length and the ends began to spark. These were the first weapons Becky chose from the Wolfram and Heart Armory. The prototype Tazer rod Built like collapsible nightsticks used by the police and the military each rod has an electrical element at the tip capable of generating 50,000 volts. Becky went on the offensive. At full speed she ran up and kicked two slayers in the head. Ducking under a punch from the third she slammed the girls head into her knee and shocked her with one of her rods. Spinning around quickly she hit the slayer advancing up behind her across the temple and spun kicked her in the head.
Using this slayer’s back as a springboard she jumped on and flipped over another three slayers that were rushing up to fight. Shocking two on the way down she kicked out the knees of the third and efficiently snapped her neck. Since the tazer rods were only a prototype the battery power was limited. The charge finally gave out after about ten slayers. Realizing their uselessness Becky tossed them aside. A small group of slayer banded together and charged at Becky. Kicking away another slayer from behind her jacket she drew two of the fourteen throwing knives Wolfram and Heart armed her with. After slicing open the throat of an on coming slayer she threw the first knife. It sailed across the room and embeds it’s self in the forehead to the leader of that slayer pack.
As she collapses to the ground the others look at each other and scatter. Becky makes her way across the dance floor slicing open slayers left and right. From the back room another group manage to break open the weapons cabinet. They start to hand out swords and axes to the nearest slayers. The armed girls charge from the back room and confront Becky. She dodged the first swing but her arm was sliced open on the second. This didn’t phase the uber-slayer since she spent most her time fighting an enemy who can’t be killed she became an expert at blocking out pain. After a couple more swords make shallow cuts on her abdomen and shoulder Becky Pulled out the remaining two throwing knives. She threw the first into the thigh of one of the sword women. As she stumbled in pain Becky rammed the second through her head.
Pulling the sword out of the dead girls hand she flipped over an oncoming attack and blocked another. Kicking out the feet of the slayer in front she plunged the sword through her chest. From the kneeling position Becky begins to back flip across the floor. When she reaches the pool tables she runs up and barrel rolls over the top. As the other slayers try to rush her she grips the bottom edge of the table and flips it effortlessly over. With another back flip she collects a disguarded Pool cue from the ground. She slams the base of the pull across one of the armed girls. She continues the momentum and strikes the other slayer directly behind her in the ribs. Noticing a second wave of armed slayers she looks around for the next thing she can use. Finally looking up she gets an idea.
Becky bolts for the overturned pool table. When she reaches the end she leaps. Sailing up she grabbed onto the lighting rig with both hands. She quickly swung herself upside down and got sturdy footing on the roof. Using her full strength she pulled at the rig. The creaking sound coming from the roof made the remaining slayers nervous. Finally the rig gave way and dropped heavily onto the ground. Many tried to scatter but the lighting rig pinned a good number of them. Becky landed safely and examined the carnage. A lot of the slayers got back onto their feet and charged at her. With lightning speed Becky ripped out a couple of the power leads for the lights and swung them around like whips.
Outside a car screeched to a halt. Robin Wood and Faith leaped out and headed for the door. They were both relaxing at home when Nighthawk raised the alarm. Using her slayer strength faith busted through the door.
“Oh fuck.” She yells as she looked at the sea of seriously injured, dieing and dead slayers.
She turns to Wood seriously.
“Get the girls out I’ll deal with the evil twin.” she ordered
“Are you crazy?” Wood replied, “This girl just took down about 120 slayers and she still standing. What makes you think I’m letting you go in alone?”
Faith kissed him passionately. She pulled away and looked him seriously in the eye.
“Because I’m gonna last longer,” She replied, “Get the girls out!”
As much as he hates to admit it she was right. With her slayer strength and speed she had a much greater chance of survival. The final looks each of them gave each other said the same thing.
‘Goodbye’
“Everybody out!” Wood yelled to the slayers.
The remaining slayers still standing stopped their advances. They started to gathered the injured and head for the door. Becky watched the seen seriously as she tried to follow her path was blocked by Faith.
“Where you goin’ evil twin?” she asked sarcastically
Becky tried to move past but Faith kept up with her. In frustration she swung out with a left hook. Faith dodged and kicked her in the stomach sending Becky flying back across the floor.
Faith stormed up and Grabbed Becky by the collar.
“Now I know you’re not Rebecca. She wouldn’t have fallen for an easy trick like that.” Faith said as she punched Becky across the jaw, “How did you do it huh? Was it magic? Where are you keeping Rebecca?”
After each question Faith punches Becky across the Jaw. After the final one Becky catches her arm. She head buts and pushes her back with her feet. Flipping back up she storms up to Faith and slams her with an uppercut followed by a kick to the stomach. She rushed in with a series of body blows, which cause faith to double over. Just as Becky was about to make another strike Faith swung her leg out and knocked Becky off her feet. She got back onto hers and grabbed the uber-slayer by the hair. Dragging her to one of the lighting rig poles she repeatedly slammed her head into it. She kicked Becky in the Stomach, which caused her to slide across the floor.
Tired and injured Faith walks slowly up to Becky.
“Not as easy as you though huh? You might have the muscles girl but I have attitude. So if you think you can beat me go ahead and try!” Faith yelled at her.
“Alright.” Becky replied and reached behind her jacket
Wood was making sure that the slayers had escaped safely when the sound of the gunshot coming from inside the club made him stop dead in his tracks. He swung around and bolted back inside. Seeing Wood approach Becky drew a second handgun from behind her back and aimed it at him. Wood stopped suddenly. Becky had one gun aimed at him the other was pressed against Faiths head. Faith was clutching her shoulder as the bullet wound poured out blood at an alarming rate. Faith looked at Wood in shock.
“Get the hell out of here robin!” she yelled
Becky looked at Wood curiously.
“Robin huh?” she asked, “Do you think you can fly fast enough to save your girl.”
Wood was confused. Why was Rebecca doing this?
“What is wrong with you Rebecca?” he asked seriously
“It’s Becky!” The uber-slayer retorted
Wood watched Faiths expression closely. She was indicating to Wood to keep Becky distracted.
“What was the point of all of this?” He asked
“You couldn’t possible understand what I’m trying to do!” Becky yelled
“I understand mass murder pretty well.” Robin replied, “Where did you put her?”
“Put who?”
“Rebecca. Where is she?”
“I was going to ask you two the same question,” Becky replied seriously, “I want to meet the imposter working for the Vampire-Witch!”
“The Who?” Robin asked.
Before Becky continued Faith found her moment. Rolling onto her back she swung around onto her legs and attempted to trip Becky. Unfortunately Becky had sensed the two of them communicating and jumped over the attack. She looked at the slayer, her eyes wild with anger.
“Bad move!” she yelled before firing the handgun through Faiths temple.
“Faith!” Wood yelled as he attempted to reach his girl.
Aiming the second gun Becky fires two shots going through each of his thighs. Wood dropped to the ground clutching he wounded limbs as Becky walked slowly up to him. She shook his head and sneered.
“You’re pathetic.” She said and kicked him in the ribs.
Outside she heard the sound of an arriving helicopter. Curious she went out to investigate. A Wolfram and Heart strike team climbed out of the helicopter carrying a large crate. Becky looked at the crate curiously. Commander Bridges smiled at the uber-slayer
“Present from Mr. Fox.” He said
Becky tore open the crate. From inside she lifted out the rocket launcher. After Commander Bridges armed the weapon Becky aimed it at the club. The explosion could be heard for miles as debris from the club flew high into the night sky. Becky lowered the weapon and looked at the commander.
“Tell him thanks.” She replied
“No answer.” Buffy said curiously as she hung up the phone. She’d been trying to reach the club ever since they heard the explosion outside.
“Maybe it isn’t even the club.” Angel replied curiously
Buffy shook her head thoughtfully
“I can’t take that risk,” she replied, “I’ll check it out. You stay here and look after Alex.”
Buffy was about to head for the door when she heard the sound of it crashing shut. Both Buffy and Angel looked up in horror as Nighthawk helped Shona down the stairs both of them covered in blood. Shona looked at the pair of them furiously
“What the hell is going on!” she demanded
Back at Wolfram and Heart Judson smiled proudly. He had watched the slaughter on his monitor and he liked what he saw.
“I think I’m in love.” He joked to himself
At that moment Becky was lead into the room by Commander Bridges. Becky leaned up against the edge of the desk a little sore. She looked to the lawyer.
“Piece of cake. Got anything harder?” she asked.
“That’s my girl.” he replied as he moved around behind is desk and picked up a wad of paper. Walking back he handed it to Becky
“These are some of the stragglers we identified escaping from the club do you think you can handle them?”
Becky flicked through the notes. She spied one that interested her.
“Absolutely. Starting with this one.”
She handed the paper to Judson who looked over it and smiled.
Name: Penny Whitfield
Alias: Nighthawk
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