“So you have a blue monster, and a apocalypse? I knew this was the wrong time to come here,” Angel said with a sigh.
“An apocalypse?” I asked. “Like, in the end-of-the-world sense?”
“Yeah. It’s always big words when some demon gets an army of his own,” Spike said.
“But I don’t want the world to end!” I said. “First of all, Mattie’s asleep, and that would wake him up. You have no idea how pissed off Pam gets when one of the kids wake up in the middle of the night.”
Both Angel and Spike looked at me like I was speaking in some strange language.
“Well, she does,” I said. “And she’s no fun to be around when she’s angry.”
”That would really be the least of the problem if the apocalypse is successful,” Angel said. “Eternal hell and pain would be more of a problem.”
“Don’t want that either,” I said. “What do we do?”
“You stop it, of course,” Spike said.
“Me?!?” I said. “Me, the girl who doesn’t even remember to bring her own stakes on patrol?”
“She doesn’t?” Angel asked Spike, and he shook his head, looking a bit embarrassed.
“You’ll do just fine, pet,” Spike said, trying to sound reassuring.
“Well, all I have when it comes to anything even weapon-resembling is this axe you gave me,” I said, showing it to him to prove my point. “And even if it’s a very nice axe, I’m sure it wont do much harm to a blue guy with four arms and an army of vampires.”
“She’s right, you know,” Angel said. “Do you have any more weapons anywhere?”
“Yeah, back at my place,” Spike answered. “Let’s go.”
It wasn’t until we were there that I realized that I had never been to his place before. He lived in a basement apartment, and the small windows were covered with black fabric.
“Nice upgrade,” Angel said as Spike closed the door behind us.
“I miss my old place sometimes,” he answered. “It always felt more appropriate.”
“So, where’s the weapons?” I asked, and Spike opened a door to another room. It was filled with stakes, axes, crossbows, swords and strange things I didn’t even know what they were.
“Great, we have weapons. What about a plan?” Angel said, taking a sword from the large collection.
“Plans are for morons,” Spike said, taking every weapon he could reach.
“I like plans,” I said. “Especially plans that involves me living through the night.”
“First of all, where’s the Hellmouth?” Angel asked.
“Take a guess,” Spike answered with a smirk.
“Please tell me that it’s not above a high school?” Angel said.
“Of course it is”
”That’s such a cliché,” Angel sighed. “What’s wrong with the race of men?”
“It makes sense, you know. All high school are hell. It’s just that this one is a little bit more so than all the others.”
“I have no idea what the two of you are talking about,” I said, “and I don’t really care. I just want to stop this. Now.”
At that moment, another earthquake shook the ground.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Angel said when everything was calm again. “Lead the way.”
When we came to the school, Spike led us trough backdoors and hallways that I, who spent almost every day in those halls, didn’t even know existed. We walked through the basement, and then Spike showed us another stair that led us even further down under ground. It turned out that there was a cave under the school. We could hear cheers, and the sound made me worried. There had to be a lot of things there to cause that amount of noise. In the end of the cave, there was a tunnel that was guarded by a vampire. He didn’t seem too smart though, because he just looked at us as we approached.
“Is everything going alright in there,” Angel asked the vampire.
“Of course it is,” he answered. “Haven’t you noticed the earthquakes?”
“That could have been anything,” Spike said. “I once met a demon that was so hungry, that every time his tummy rumbled I was sure there was an apocalypse.”
“This is the real deal,” the vampire growled. “Who are you? And why are you late?”
“Because if we’re late, then we won’t draw sp much attention to ourselves when we kill you,” Angel explained, swinging his sword and decapitating the guard.
Spike went in the tunnel first, and I followed. He looked around a corner, then quickly drew his head back.
“Stay here,” he whispered to me, and then signalled Angel to come over to him. They walked around the corner together, stopping just as they had passed it. I stayed where I was, waiting for Spike to tell me it was okay to follow. This was different than chasing a vampire or two down at the cemetery. This was the real deal, just as that dead vampire had said. My palms felt sweaty.
“Lee, please, try to calm down,” Spike growled from around the corner.
“It’s easier said than done,” I hissed back. “I might die tonight, and that thought doesn’t exactly make me calm.”
“You’re heartbeat is so loud, that you might die sooner if you don’t,” he said. “Think about sunny meadows, kitties and ice cream. Just do something about it.”
“I don’t think you’re helping,” Angel said. “Her heart is just beating faster.”
“Could we not talk about my heart? I’m not comfortable with you two being able to hear it.”
“We’re not the only ones,” Spike said. “I think we got some attention. Time to attack.”
“Now?!?” I squeaked. “I’m not ready!”
“Then get ready, because if we don’t attack now, we will be the ones under attack. Come on!”
I took a deep breath and stepped around the corner.
The blue demon from my dreams was standing on a cliff, talking to the vampires around him. There was at least fifty vampires standing around the demon, cheering every time he spoke. A couple of them were looking up at us, as if they didn’t understand what we were doing there, but not thinking we were a threat.
“It’s a Blahud demon,” Angel said. “Easiest way to kill it is to chop off its head.”
“And that’s real easy, considering that he has a vampire army, and four arms to fight with,” Spike said. “Listen, Lee, we’ll deal with the demon, and you stick with the vampires.”
“Yeah, great plan,” I said sarcastically. “I’ll take on fifty vampires all by myself.”
“Good,” Angel said, and then he and Spike drew their weapons and stormed down.
“Note to self,” I muttered, “vampires don’t understand irony.” Then I followed them, axe in one hand, stake in the other.
The good thing about being the last one in to the fight, was that by the time I got there, some of the vampires had already turned to dust, courtesy of Spike and Angel. They were fighting their way through the vampires to get to the blue demon, who didn’t look to happy. I got to work, using the axe Spike got me. The whole thing reminded me a bit of an old fighting movie, where the villains always circle around the hero, attacking one after one. The vampires were really doing that. It made it all so ridiculously easy. Pretty soon, the air around me was filled with dust. Spike reached the demon, and attacked it while Angel approached it from the back. I was a bit distracted by a vampire who actually got in a good punch, and by the time I had turned it to dust and could see what the two good vampires were doing, the demon was dead and they had turned to the other vampires surrounding them. The fight was soon over, the three of us standing alone in the cave.
“Huh,” Spike said. “That was easy.”
“A bit too easy,” Angel replied.
“Horse, gift, mouth, don’t look,” Spike smiled. “You know, I feel a bit hungry. Do you want to go get something?”
“Wait!” I said as the two of them started moving. They stopped, looking at me. I turned around, circling, trying to figure out what was causing the strange feeling, making me feel uncomfortable. A small earthquake shook the ground again. Then I saw it. Higher up, a vampire, holding a glowing orb, was standing on a ledge. When he saw I had noticed him, he turned around and ran. Without thinking, I jumped, grabbing on to the ledge and climbed up. Spike and Angel followed, and with a quick glance down to where we had stood, I was glad they were not human. A human being could never have made that jump, almost two meters straight up. Running after the vampire, I realized that I had seen him before. In my dreams, he had always been there, up on that ledge. I had just never understood he was important.
“He’s the one behind all this,” I shouted to the two vampires following me. “We have to stop him!”
The earth shook again as we ran out of the caves, out into the dark streets.
It felt like playing hide-and-seek, only with higher stakes than just losing. The world as we knew it was at risk. We moved through the streets, looking for the vampire, following its trail. Then he attacked.
He seemed stronger than the other vampires I had fought. A quick stroke to my head made the world spin, and Angel got a cut in his arm. Spike was thrown back against a wall before the other vampire made another run for it.
“Bloody coward,” Spike said, helping me up. “Why didn’t he just stay and fight like a man?”
”I’m kind of glad he didn’t,” I said, holding my head. “That blow hurt.”
“You don’t have time to stand around nursing your wounds,” Angel said angrily. “Come on!”
The vampire had left the city centre, moving towards the suburbs. The streets were well-known to me, and I knew we were approaching my home. I also knew how to intercept the vampire.
“Spike,” I said. “Go right here, and get to my house. Angel, come with me. I know a short cut.”
“A short cut home?” Angel asked. “I don’t think we should call it a night just yet.”
“We’re not,” Spike said, understanding what I was thinking about. “We’ll attack from two directions. Go!”
Moving through the streets, I desperately wished my plan would work. I could see my house, and the garden. I could also see the vampire we were chasing, the glowing ball giving away his hiding place in the small grove behind the garden. I pointed it out to Angel, and he nodded. We crept closer, and then we were the ones attacking.
If Spike would have been there, maybe the element of surprise would have worked better. The whole attacking-from-two-directions-tactic that I had had in mind would definitely have worked better, anyway. I was trying to use my axe, but not getting close enough to do any harm. Angel attacked time after time, but the vampire seemed only seemed to shake the attacks off. Then Spike finally turned up, throwing himself at the vampire. It actually worked in getting him to loose his balance, and dropping the orb. He growled as Angel got the orb. I attacked again, kicking him. He flew back.
“It’s the orb!” I shouted to Angel. “It makes him stronger! Destroy it!”
Angel rushed off into the grove, and when the vampire tried to follow, I kicked him again. The lights inside the kitchen flickered on, and I could see Mark standing inside. The fight moved into the garden, and I knew Mark could see us just as well I could see him. He opened the back door and shouted out to me.
“Hey, what are you doing out there?”
“Stupid idiot,” I muttered under my breath as I tried swinging the axe at the vampires throat, only to be met by a stroke that sent the axe flying out of my hand. Spike was moving behind the vampire, and a kick on the vampires chin sent him flying straight into the Spikes’ arms. Spike grabbed a hold of the vampires head, and pulled. The head came off, and a second later the vampire turned to dust. Angrily, Spike marched over to the back door and looked hard at Mark.
“I wasn’t kidding before, you wanker. You leave Lee alone, and you’ll get to keep your head.”
Mark backed inside the kitchen, turning the lights off without saying a word.
“He’s still standing right inside,” Spike said as he came over to me. “Do you want me to scare him some more?”
“I think he’s quite scared enough,” I answered. “So scared that I might have to start looking for a new place to live tomorrow.”
“And that would be a bad thing?”
“Of course it would, you stupid idiot!”
“No need to thank me or anything,” he said, sounding hurt.
“Thank you? Seriously, Spike, I told you before: I have no other place to go! What part of that didn’t you get?”
He stood there, looking at me. Then he smiled, came closer to me and touched my cheek.
“You’re beautiful when you’re angry, Slayer. It makes your fire come out.”
I met his eyes, and suddenly I wasn’t feeling so angry anymore. It almost became hard to breath.
“I’ve got a big place, Slayer. More than enough place for you too, if it would come to that.”
“Yeah, well, good to know, I guess,” I answered, turning away. “We should find Angel and that glowing thing.”
We walked through the grove, and Angel was waiting for us on the other side. He held out the orb to me, and I took it.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Don’t know,” he said. “Probably not anything good.”
“You should destroy it, like you said before,” Spike said and I nodded. Another earthquake shook everything around us, and I lifted the orb up above my head before I threw it down on a rock. The orb shattered, and the earthquake abruptly stopped. Everything became quiet.
A man came out of the grove behind us, applauding.
“Good job,” he said. “I knew you would stop that apocalypse. You’re a real Slayer!”
I looked at him.
“So? Who are you?”
“I’m Mr. Duncan, your Watcher.”
I looked at the man. He looked pathetic. A perfect tweed suit, glasses, a briefcase, shoes that reflected the streetlights around us. Spike snorted.
“So it takes stopping an apocalypse to get a Watcher now? Or is it because she survived your one-month-bet?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” the Watcher said. “Lee, I’m glad I finally found you. You’re not easy to find!”
“Yes, I am,” I answered. “I’ve been here the last couple of years. No one else have had any trouble finding me. Every single vampire seems to know exactly how to find me.”
He actually blushed.
“Erm, well, let’s not linger on those things. Come with me now, I have much to tell you about being the Slayer. And,” he said, reaching into his briefcase and lifting out a heavy book, “I have the Slayers handbook here for you!”
“No, thank you,” I said, turning away from him.
“What,” he said, sounding surprised, “Don’t you want it?”
“Don’t need it. Don’t need you, either.”
He laughed.
“Of course you do! Every Slayer need a Watcher!”
“I already have a Watcher. Two, even.”
Looking at Spike and Angel, their faces and clothes marked by the fight we had just won, I knew I was right. I walked away from the Watcher, leaving him standing in the grove. My two vampires followed me.
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