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Chapter 17: Do I know You?
Author’s Notes: Translations at the bottom. This story has a flashback in it with dialogue interspersed through the flashback juts so you know inside ** is flashback ~~ is the dialogue.
Chapter 17: Do I know You?
Cypress Grove
July 10, 9:20pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Venka’s POV
We’ve been stalking through cemeteries for the last twenty minutes and neither of us have said a word since we left the Magic Box though the silence isn’t stressed or anything, it’s really kind of comforting, odd but this feels a lot like when me and Bella would patrol. I look around the cemetery we’re in, reminds me of a few in New Orleans with all the mausoleums and statues, it’s very pretty but I’m getting bored since we have only come across five vampires in the last twenty minutes, slow night I guess. I sigh and plop down onto a headstone and watch the petit tueur.
The girl finally talks, though what she asks surprises me a bit, “Who is Isabella?”
I sigh at the question but answer anyway, well kinda, “It’s more like who was Isabella petit tueur.” She gives me a confused look as she re-asks the question,
“Oh sorry, so who WAS Isabella? And what is that you called me?” Answering the first is easy the second not so easy, petit tueur is what I called Bella and I have no idea why I’m calling this girl by my lover’s name, though maybe it’s because she looks and even acts like my Bella, Mon dieu, she even feels like ma petit! I sigh and answer her, “Isabella is the first Slayer I met and my lover for nearly three years till her death and petit tueur is little slayer in French, something I used to call Bella.”
“Oh…hey I’m not little!!” I cannot help but laugh at her hurt expression, I get up and stalk over to her and stand over the girl, I’m only 5’9 but that’s still a good few inches over her 5’4 height so I cannot help saying, “Ma petit you are short get over it, but I wasn’t talking height but age, in which case both you and Bella are and were babies compared to me, just as I’m young compared to a friend of mine who is well over 4,000.”
She just glares up at me which makes me smile, yep just like Bella. I shake my head and go back to sitting on my tombstone hoping she forgot her question about Isabella. “So how did you know Isabella?” no such luck, I don’t really want to answer her but if she is anything like Bella or any other slayer I’ve known she won’t let it go so I answer her.
“I saved her life from a vampyre of my breed.” Maybe she’ll drop it. “Huh”. I watch her as she sits on a headstone a few feet in front of me and sigh when she asks, “What happened? There has to be more then that, it‘s not like I want your whole life with her. I just want to know about your first meeting.”
“And why do you care?” The little thing has pricked my curiosity. “You’re the only living person to know a Slayer while she was alive, sure I could read the Watcher Diaries but they are so straight cut, just the facts and that’s it. And Spike only knew two Slayers at their death; he isn’t a lot of help.” Huh she is curious, that is more then I can say about past Slayers I‘ve known, so what the hell, I‘ll tell her about my first meeting with Isabella.
“Alright I’ll tell you about my first encounter with Isabella. We met in Paris, the year was 1576 and I think it was August. I was heading towards Notre Dame since that was where D had asked for us to meet.”
*It‘s storming as I cross the Seine a few block from Notre Dame. I‘m in Paris because I received a letter from D asking that we meet here, outside of the Cathedral of all places.*
~”I was a block away when I heard the sound of a fight so I speed up hoping D wasn‘t in trouble yet again. I turned a corner to see that it was one of my breed but not my brother nor was the vampyre fighting D but a young woman around 17. What surprised me was the fact that the girl was holding her own which is a rarity.“~
*I watch the fight for a few second till the young vampyre lands a blow on the girl which for some reason I dislike.*
~”I spent a few seconds watching the fight debating wither I should help or not, to this day I still don‘t know why when the vampyre landed two hits I jumped in without a thought, but I did.”~
*When the young one landed a second blow I decide to interfere, for some reason I feel like I MUST protect this girl. By now I‘m standing only a few feet from the two fighters so when the girl lands at my feet.*
~“I just stepped in to the vampyre’s way catching his fist in the process. Not being in the mood for a fight I just pulled my sword and took the infant’s head, before he could even act, which is very messy I must say, you get blood every were.”~
*I turn to the girl, wiping the enfant’s blood from my sword and replacing it in it’s sheath on my hip and look the girl over as I wipe the blood from my face. She stands around 5‘6 with a delicate built and long blonde hair with light hazel eyes. I let my eyes wander over her figure which causes a few tingles that it really shouldn‘t since if I‘m right this girl is the Slayer for this time.*
~“We looked each other over before Isabella talked, she asked who and what I was since I had moved faster than the vampyre she had been fighting. I answered telling her my name and what I was and the fact that what she was fighting was one of my breed, which surprised me since she was only the second person I had ever told the truth to. I think the information surprised her, because she asked why a demon would help a human, which made me laugh and then point out I wasn’t a demon but more of a forest spirit, I’ll explain that later with the whole group there since I don’t want to explain it more then once. I then asked her what she was and got told that she was the Slayer and an offer to come talk with her Watcher Jean-Claude, which I took.”~
“That how the two of us met, is that enough information for you, petit?” I think what I told her surprised the girl, go figure. But she does answer “Yeah I guess so.” she looks at her watch at this point saying “I should be heading home.” “Want me to walk you home Tueur?” I get a sure and we head out of the cemetery.
Ally by the Bronze
July 10, 11pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Venka’s POV
As I walk the Tueur home we pass by an ally near the dance club called the Bronze, as we pass I hear odd sounds coming from the end of the ally and turn to investigate just as Buffy does as well. We turn the corner and I catch sight of Buffy’s boyfriend fucking some guy. Huh, I thought the boy went for girls? What does she see in him?
I turn to look at Buffy and see she isn’t too happy about this. Hmm, guess she didn’t know about Solider Boys taste in partners. I realize she just might do the boys harm if the look on her face is any indication and while I’d love to watch the fight something tells me if she did hurt them she wouldn’t be to happy the next day. So I grab her by the arm and drag her away, off towards her house so she can cool down, though I have the feeling that her boy is going to get a talking to next time she sees him.
Ally by the Bronze
July 10, 11pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Buffy’s POV
Me and Venka both turn into the ally by the Bronze when I hear odd sound from the back, I guess she heard them too since we both turned at the same time. As I round the corner I catch sight of Reilly fucking some guy to the wall of the ally! He’s gay?! Why the hell didn’t he say something?! God why is the asshole cheating on me, I though we were happy?
I now have the urge to punch him and his boyfriend! I guess Venka saw this because she grabs my arm and starts to drag me away. I don’t fight her since I know if I do anything to the two now I’ll just end up regretting it in the morning, so I just let her drag me to my house and think on what I should do about what I saw. Do I confront him and ask why and give him a second chance if that’s what he wants or just dump the lug? The gang might not be to happy if I just dump him with out giving his a second chance, but this was his second chance! He didn’t know it was me when Faith took over my body and he fucked me err... her, how couldn’t he not know it wasn’t me?! He doesn’t need a second chance and he has really started to get on my nerves with the whole “You need to be the damsel is distress for me so I can feel like a man” thing he has been pulling. And how long has he been fucking guys behind my back? Uhh...I’ll deal with it the next time I see him.
The End.
Hope you all like.
Translations:
Child- enfant
Little Slayer/Killer- petit tueur
My God!- Mon dieu!
My little one - ma petit
Author Notes: Like? If no one does I have a second version were the two just find Reilly letting a vamp chew on him, I like this one cause I always thought Reilly was repressed but if you don‘t let me know. I planned on going in to moe deail but i have a bit of trouble doing what to me is pointly smut, and Reily and his boytoy count as pointles smut, though i hope i get the balls to write out the smut for the other people in the sory. ohh well only time will tell.
Chapter 17: Do I know You?
Cypress Grove
July 10, 9:20pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Venka’s POV
We’ve been stalking through cemeteries for the last twenty minutes and neither of us have said a word since we left the Magic Box though the silence isn’t stressed or anything, it’s really kind of comforting, odd but this feels a lot like when me and Bella would patrol. I look around the cemetery we’re in, reminds me of a few in New Orleans with all the mausoleums and statues, it’s very pretty but I’m getting bored since we have only come across five vampires in the last twenty minutes, slow night I guess. I sigh and plop down onto a headstone and watch the petit tueur.
The girl finally talks, though what she asks surprises me a bit, “Who is Isabella?”
I sigh at the question but answer anyway, well kinda, “It’s more like who was Isabella petit tueur.” She gives me a confused look as she re-asks the question,
“Oh sorry, so who WAS Isabella? And what is that you called me?” Answering the first is easy the second not so easy, petit tueur is what I called Bella and I have no idea why I’m calling this girl by my lover’s name, though maybe it’s because she looks and even acts like my Bella, Mon dieu, she even feels like ma petit! I sigh and answer her, “Isabella is the first Slayer I met and my lover for nearly three years till her death and petit tueur is little slayer in French, something I used to call Bella.”
“Oh…hey I’m not little!!” I cannot help but laugh at her hurt expression, I get up and stalk over to her and stand over the girl, I’m only 5’9 but that’s still a good few inches over her 5’4 height so I cannot help saying, “Ma petit you are short get over it, but I wasn’t talking height but age, in which case both you and Bella are and were babies compared to me, just as I’m young compared to a friend of mine who is well over 4,000.”
She just glares up at me which makes me smile, yep just like Bella. I shake my head and go back to sitting on my tombstone hoping she forgot her question about Isabella. “So how did you know Isabella?” no such luck, I don’t really want to answer her but if she is anything like Bella or any other slayer I’ve known she won’t let it go so I answer her.
“I saved her life from a vampyre of my breed.” Maybe she’ll drop it. “Huh”. I watch her as she sits on a headstone a few feet in front of me and sigh when she asks, “What happened? There has to be more then that, it‘s not like I want your whole life with her. I just want to know about your first meeting.”
“And why do you care?” The little thing has pricked my curiosity. “You’re the only living person to know a Slayer while she was alive, sure I could read the Watcher Diaries but they are so straight cut, just the facts and that’s it. And Spike only knew two Slayers at their death; he isn’t a lot of help.” Huh she is curious, that is more then I can say about past Slayers I‘ve known, so what the hell, I‘ll tell her about my first meeting with Isabella.
“Alright I’ll tell you about my first encounter with Isabella. We met in Paris, the year was 1576 and I think it was August. I was heading towards Notre Dame since that was where D had asked for us to meet.”
*It‘s storming as I cross the Seine a few block from Notre Dame. I‘m in Paris because I received a letter from D asking that we meet here, outside of the Cathedral of all places.*
~”I was a block away when I heard the sound of a fight so I speed up hoping D wasn‘t in trouble yet again. I turned a corner to see that it was one of my breed but not my brother nor was the vampyre fighting D but a young woman around 17. What surprised me was the fact that the girl was holding her own which is a rarity.“~
*I watch the fight for a few second till the young vampyre lands a blow on the girl which for some reason I dislike.*
~”I spent a few seconds watching the fight debating wither I should help or not, to this day I still don‘t know why when the vampyre landed two hits I jumped in without a thought, but I did.”~
*When the young one landed a second blow I decide to interfere, for some reason I feel like I MUST protect this girl. By now I‘m standing only a few feet from the two fighters so when the girl lands at my feet.*
~“I just stepped in to the vampyre’s way catching his fist in the process. Not being in the mood for a fight I just pulled my sword and took the infant’s head, before he could even act, which is very messy I must say, you get blood every were.”~
*I turn to the girl, wiping the enfant’s blood from my sword and replacing it in it’s sheath on my hip and look the girl over as I wipe the blood from my face. She stands around 5‘6 with a delicate built and long blonde hair with light hazel eyes. I let my eyes wander over her figure which causes a few tingles that it really shouldn‘t since if I‘m right this girl is the Slayer for this time.*
~“We looked each other over before Isabella talked, she asked who and what I was since I had moved faster than the vampyre she had been fighting. I answered telling her my name and what I was and the fact that what she was fighting was one of my breed, which surprised me since she was only the second person I had ever told the truth to. I think the information surprised her, because she asked why a demon would help a human, which made me laugh and then point out I wasn’t a demon but more of a forest spirit, I’ll explain that later with the whole group there since I don’t want to explain it more then once. I then asked her what she was and got told that she was the Slayer and an offer to come talk with her Watcher Jean-Claude, which I took.”~
“That how the two of us met, is that enough information for you, petit?” I think what I told her surprised the girl, go figure. But she does answer “Yeah I guess so.” she looks at her watch at this point saying “I should be heading home.” “Want me to walk you home Tueur?” I get a sure and we head out of the cemetery.
Ally by the Bronze
July 10, 11pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Venka’s POV
As I walk the Tueur home we pass by an ally near the dance club called the Bronze, as we pass I hear odd sounds coming from the end of the ally and turn to investigate just as Buffy does as well. We turn the corner and I catch sight of Buffy’s boyfriend fucking some guy. Huh, I thought the boy went for girls? What does she see in him?
I turn to look at Buffy and see she isn’t too happy about this. Hmm, guess she didn’t know about Solider Boys taste in partners. I realize she just might do the boys harm if the look on her face is any indication and while I’d love to watch the fight something tells me if she did hurt them she wouldn’t be to happy the next day. So I grab her by the arm and drag her away, off towards her house so she can cool down, though I have the feeling that her boy is going to get a talking to next time she sees him.
Ally by the Bronze
July 10, 11pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Buffy’s POV
Me and Venka both turn into the ally by the Bronze when I hear odd sound from the back, I guess she heard them too since we both turned at the same time. As I round the corner I catch sight of Reilly fucking some guy to the wall of the ally! He’s gay?! Why the hell didn’t he say something?! God why is the asshole cheating on me, I though we were happy?
I now have the urge to punch him and his boyfriend! I guess Venka saw this because she grabs my arm and starts to drag me away. I don’t fight her since I know if I do anything to the two now I’ll just end up regretting it in the morning, so I just let her drag me to my house and think on what I should do about what I saw. Do I confront him and ask why and give him a second chance if that’s what he wants or just dump the lug? The gang might not be to happy if I just dump him with out giving his a second chance, but this was his second chance! He didn’t know it was me when Faith took over my body and he fucked me err... her, how couldn’t he not know it wasn’t me?! He doesn’t need a second chance and he has really started to get on my nerves with the whole “You need to be the damsel is distress for me so I can feel like a man” thing he has been pulling. And how long has he been fucking guys behind my back? Uhh...I’ll deal with it the next time I see him.
The End.
Hope you all like.
Translations:
Child- enfant
Little Slayer/Killer- petit tueur
My God!- Mon dieu!
My little one - ma petit
Author Notes: Like? If no one does I have a second version were the two just find Reilly letting a vamp chew on him, I like this one cause I always thought Reilly was repressed but if you don‘t let me know. I planned on going in to moe deail but i have a bit of trouble doing what to me is pointly smut, and Reily and his boytoy count as pointles smut, though i hope i get the balls to write out the smut for the other people in the sory. ohh well only time will tell.