Emily felt the wind whip through her hair as she ran through the streets of NYC towards Sarah’s house. She fought back tears at the thought of her dead watcher. She wouldn’t let it end like this she promised herself. She would revenge Sarah’s death and her parents. This is one vampire that had messed with the wrong slayer she thought as she opened the door to the house and ran inside towards the weapons. Emily changed her clothes to something more suitable for fighting, grabbed a few weapons, and left the house to find the vampires.
Emily searched for hours but she was unable to find Spike or Drusilla. She sighed as she watched the sun rise up above the trees. Slowly, she made her way back home. There she sat in the study and looked through Sarah’s various books. She was able to find some information on the vampire pair but not much, no weakness or anything like that.
“Miss, this came for you earlier,” the maid said, handing Emily a note and leaving the room.
“From who?”
“I don’t know miss. He was quite handsome though. He bid me to have him come inside but I told him no because Ms. Rutherford wasn’t home. Then he inquired if you were home but I said no and he left this. Is he a suitor miss?”
“No.”
“Where is Ms. Rutherford, miss?”
“Not here, don’t you have something to do.”
“Yes, of course, I’m sorry, miss. It was not my place,” she said, leaving the room.
Emily opened the note and read it:
Slayer,
Meet me at 335 West Avenue at 11 P.M. Don’t be late.
Spike
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Emily stood in front of the old run down house that Spike had asked her to meet him in. Cautiously she made her way up the walk way and into the house.
“Slayer, right on time,” Spike voice drawled. Emily couldn’t him but she sensed his presence. She cautiously took a few steps forward stake poised and ready to strike, “Boo,” Spike said, as he dropped down from above behind Emily.
Quickly she spun around but unfortunately she wasn’t quick enough. Spike threw a punch that hit her square in the jaw. They continued to spare for a few minutes but eventually Spike got the upper hand and he was able to send Emily to the floor.
“Poor, lost little lamb,” Dru cooed from her hiding place.
“Dru, what are you doing here. I thought I told you to stay home,” Spike asked her.
“Naughty, naughty William, he invites the slayer for afternoon tea put forgets all about me,” Dru admonished.
“I’m sorry, love. I didn’t want you to get…..” Spike said but he was cut off as Emily kicked him hard in the stomach sending him flying into a wall. Dru tried to attack her but Emily threw a bottle of holy water at her, incapacitating the vampire for a moment. Dru began to shriek in pain.
Quickly, Emily grabbed a canteen of oil used to fill the oil lamps ran up the stairs in search of a middle ground, ‘Make the battle your own,’ Sarah’s words echoed in her head, ‘Fight it on your territory.’ As she ran she poured the oil around. Emily ran into a room but she was quickly followed by Spike and to her dismay she was trapped with no way out.
“No where to go now, slayer,” Spike said as he entered the room. Emily threw the last of the oil down on the floor.
Emily and Spike began to fight trading blows and moving around the room. Spike smiled, he was winning and he intended to keep it that way. Just as he was about to grab her and go in for the kill, Emily slammed a stake through his hand and into the wall, securing him there. Spike roared in pain as Emily lit a match and threw it on the floor, running out of the room and the house as it went up in flames.
Emily stood outside and watched as the house burned. She stood there watching the house for she didn’t know how long. But she was there until she heard the sounds of people coming to put out the flames. Emily walked off into the night.
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Spike carried Drusilla into the place they had called home for the past couple of years. They were both badly burned but Drusilla was worse off then he was. After he placed her on the sofa he touched his charred cheek and hissed in pain as he watched a piece of his blackened flesh flake off and fall to the floor. This slayer was going to pay Spike decided.
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The next day Emily learned there was a warrant for her arrest. Someone had seen her near the burning building and they had called the place. She was accused of arson. The cops were looking for and she knew it was time to leave town.
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That night Spike finally found the slayer, he was about 50 feet away when he saw her. She was carrying a suitcase and was about to board a train. Before she boarded she took a last look around and she noticed him. Their eyes met and they shared an understanding, a hatred for one another but neither of them moved to attack. Spike just nodded his head and Emily boarded the train.
She looked out the window as the train began to move down the tracks, away from her home. She watched as she walked away, his silhouette as he fading into the night.
*The End*
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