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Someone Old Someone Blue

By: johncope
folder -Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 4
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The 3rd part

Chapter 7


Opening shot: A panoramic shot of the Indian ocean with coming into view on the screen a large helicopter carrier flying the white Ensign of the Royal Navy


Voiceover: “Greetings gentle viewers, Andrew here bringing you the latest instalment of the adventures of Buffy, Slayer of the Vampyre. Isn’t it good to see Buffy and Spike back together again and despite all their trials so couply. We’ve had such a long wait for that to happen but it’s been worth it. ”


“But enough of our heroes for a while, I’m certain your all bursting to discover what last nights events in the Yemen were about. Below us we see the clear blue waters of the ocean of India, and powering through said waters is the coincidentally named HMS Ocean Britain’s only helicopter carrier. Come join me as our camera takes a really long looping pan shot down towards this vessel.”


Camera does just that finally giving us a view directly onto the flight deck and then going into a doorway in the ships bridge tower.


“Here we are now within the hull of this great behemoth of the deep. Oh look down this corridor here, does it seem wrong to you that there are armed Royal Marine guards on the door of that sick bay. Lets peek inside and see what’s going on?”


“Oh look here is the Kralnac strapped down on an operating table and there are two weird looking guys in red robes standing beside the surgeons. Their the seers I guess, lets go round behind them and see.......Oh my god that’s so.....”


Sounds of dry heaving off camera.


“My apologies kind viewers for that horrible knarliness, but fear not for demon healing is strong and that big cut away portion of skull will glue back quite easily over the exposed brain. Once that is the seers have extracted everything that the demon might possibly know that will the help the British in their struggle.”


“But now let us go down this corridor here, oh look more guards, whoever is in that cabin at the end must be important. Might our somewhat anti heroes be secreted behind this locked door. Let us pass within and see.”


“Yes, here are our vampyres, the tall male vampyre is as you can see sat at the table cleaning a great mass of guns. The female, the vampyress as we experts call her, lies on the top bunk clad now in just a white tee and shorts. You’ll agree dear viewers that the cam cream and body armour of last night was concealing a great deal of loveliness. For this young/old person was turned ‘to the night’ at just twenty one her youth and considerable beauty captured in that moment forever.”


“Let me give you the low down on these two vampyres gentle viewers and provide you with the introductions to them that you need.”


“Our lovely blond anti-heroine is Lady Lisa Margaret Elizabeth von Ravenstein. Born in Hanover in 1699 her family came to England in 1715 when George the first inherited the throne of that nation. Not many years later this young and then innocent beauty came to the attention of Lord Edward Darrington. Who very soon afterwards ‘gifted’ her with his dark embrace making her one of his own.”


“The next two decades were terrible for this girl, girl no longer of course but now a vampyre. Not only did she now have to get used to being evil, but also to being the sexual toy of her ‘Sire’, Unable to resist any of his various nasty whims and desires. But these various torments served only to make her strong and eventually she grew so tired of his treatment of her that she fled her ‘Sire’s embrace taking instead to the streets of London.”


“She lived there as best she could, trying to avoid killing humans if possible, selling her talents for such killing as she had to do to the highest bidder. And pretty soon that bidder was high indeed for though Britain had no MI6 back then such espionage network as they had saw the uses for such a sensuous and deadly young person. One who had her demon inflicted blood lust so completely under control.”


“So she became a femme fatal, using youth and beauty and considerable sexual talent to stir the hearts and loins of men, that they might spill useful information to her in post coital states. And in the deadlier side of her portfolio there lurks a huntress who mercilessly slaughters any enemy of the state whose death warrant is place in her so delicate hands.”


“Now she rests, sleeping a sleep of such apparent innocence, ah wretched Lord Edward, what a ghastly crime you committed by defiling this formerly chaste young persons life. Oh look she stirs in her dream, one of her hands lifts from her side and goes over her stomach and down the front of her shorts........Oh dear viewers we can’t possibly show this at this time of night. So lets leave Fraulein von Ravenstein to her ‘ladies time’ and introduce our other vampyre.”


“Here sitting before us we see Colour Sergeant James Cahill Browne of the 66th, the Berkshires. He is the only still serving veteran of the 2nd Afghan War. The only survivor of the disaster in 1880 at Maiwand to still fight in the British Army. He enlisted in fact right back in 1862 and after slaughtering Queen Victoria’s enemies wherever ordered too met his own ‘end’ in India in 1883. Killed by dacoits, robbers it was believed and his body hidden. But no it was not so, in fact his killers were Vetala, Indian vampyre. Who very soon regretted their ‘Siring’ of him when he turned upon them killing some immediately and others later as they foolishly hunted him across India seeking revenge.”


“Eventually driven into the foothills of the Hindu Kush Browne quickly became tired of the dreary grind of being on the run. A strong personality, in control of his demon he decided to seek for what he had lost, his family the army. Sneaking therefore into the living quarters of a senior British officer in the Peshawar cantonments he offered his ongoing loyal service to Crown and to Country..”


“Browne had a great record, and something of his deep seated sense of discipline and service shone through the rough now demonic exterior. So dear viewer don’t be surprised to find that after trials and probation this unlikely hero was rehired by Her Majesty’s Government. Restored into to his old rank with his period of absence without leave whilst undead overlooked, though of course this being Britain he received no back pay.”


“Twas in 1914 that this deadly duo began to work together. You see despite by then nearly two centuries loyal service it was noticed that the fair Lisa was somewhat undeniably German. So despite all her many successful missions it was decided that an eye had to be kept on her. Browne was deemed incorruptible and very trustworthy, and though whilst on the one hand his bosses appreciated that the two vampyre might get together they knew that he would respond very violently to any treason.”


“So this terrible partnership was unleashed upon the military and intelligence forces of the Central Powers. Lisa’s seductiveness and violence being perfectly matched by Browne’s violence, urge to put the boot in, liking of blowing things up and skill at torturing people. She came quickly to rely upon the strength and low native cunning of this vampyre; he went from not looking a pretty blond gift horse in the mouth to knowing a genuine devotion to the Teutonic damsel. The romance that blossomed then between our two vampyre’s has lasted for a truly heart warming near century gentle viewers. Something I am certain we should all commend at this time of high divorce rates with so many broken homes.”


“Still now dear viewers your narrator must pause, for Fraulein von Ravenstein has finished her stirring and will soon awaken to the fact of what she’s been doing. The scent of her arousal strong to a vampyre’s senses is filling the cabin, you might have noticed Browne has been sat there very quietly for the past two minutes, and he stopped gun polishing some time ago. Au revoir mes enfant, there’ll be a small commercial break and then their conversation will start.”


Fade to black

End of part III

(Well it seemed like a good idea to me......gentle readers)
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