They said that if I fought back they would kill her so I hung there limp as he beat her. With every vicious blow I hated him more. My teeth clenched as I watched him touch her. A long trail of blood ran from a cut on her forehead to her chin. One eye looked like it was crushed, blood poured out of that wound as well. She cradled her arm as though it were broken, but the one thing I knew wasn't broken was her will. It had always been strong. And the spark still glowed in her eye.
She just glared at him with her good eye and spat blood at him.
"Still fighting? We can fix that." He shouted kicking her hard.
His cloven hooves dug into her flesh and the room echoed with the sound of bone cracking. She moaned, but somehow managed to climb to her feet. I was near tears. I wanted so badly to run and help her, but they held me back and I knew that if I so much as moved one step to her he would end it and she would die.
Then he stopped and stepped up to her. I willed her to fight back, but she was to weak. His hoof moved across her cheek and wiped some blood away.
"We could end this now. You know that. All you have to do is promise to leave Faith with me and you can go about your pathetic life." He whispered.
"Never." She growled and landed a solid punch in his stomach.
He laughed in her face and shoved her to the ground. Then I acted.
"No don't kill her. I'll stay." I begged.
"No Faith, no. He'll kill you. It's to soon. you can't die." She cried
"Silence." He shouted kicking her again.
"Please don't kill her." I pleaded.
"You would give yoursel up for her. This puny thing. Well, only if she agrees." He said turning back to her.
"No."
"Deals off." He said grabbing her by the collar lifting her several feet off the ground.
I watched wide eyed and their gazes met. Her eye still shone with a spark of fight, but that was quenched when he smiled showing his fangs. Fear replaced it. Then with one quick movement he ripped her throat out. Literally. there was no final breath, no gasping torment, just pure death. I heard someone screaming and realized it was me. He licked his lips and tossed her body to the ground.
"Hannah, no." I shouted trying to break free.
Her blood covered his face. It dripped down onto his tunic and stained it bright red. Brighter than any red I had ever seen. With a final cry of rage I broke loose Deflecting for minions I went after him. Relentlessly I fought him. The other vampires just watched. Frantically I searched for a weapon.
A steel pipe lay a few feet away in a pile if junk. With a dive roll it was in my grasp
"Metal can't kill me." He laughed.
I didn't care. As he nearly doubled over laughing I swung at him and embedded it in his right eye. Black blood oozed around it and h howled in pain.
"But it hurts like Hell." I muttered.
he jerked in out and his own blood mixed with that of my watchers. I ran then. They had killed her and I was to weak to avenge her death so I ran.
"You can run for now, but you will pay." He shouted from behind me.
I hid in a dark alley. The next night I went back. She still lay there. The blood was dried and crusting around the numerous wounds. Shaking uncontrollably I knelt beside her.
"Hannah?"
She of course did not answer me. I knew she was dead, but I couldn't comprehend the fact that she would never talk to me again.
I buried her there. In the small dirt floored warehouse. I didn't mark the grave.
I left town fast and headed to a place called Sunnydale. There was supposed to be another Slayer there. Maybe He wouldn't find me there.
I could always hope. Though that wasn't my name. I didn't trust my name anymore. Faith. I had lost all faith. Now I just had fear.
