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End of Days: Extermination

Chapter Five: Specters of the Past

East 31st Street- Gunn's old Neighborhood

Rondell was having a bad night. Earlier that day, three members of his crew had been arrested on assault charges, which left the rest of his gang at a disadvantage to the vampire community. He had considered contacting Gunn and his friends after hearing of the threat of ambush by a local cadre of vamps, but decided against it, still harboring a grudge against his former friend for working with a vampire.

Deep in thought, he turned the corner and spotted his makeshift home, which he shared with several others. He didn't get too close to the building before he heard a loud and harsh growl coming from behind him. He quickly turned and saw two large and particularly ugly vampires coming his way.

Rondell quickly raised his crossbow and fired at the closest vamp, but the bolt harmlessly bounced off of the vamp's skin.

"What the hell?!" Rondell swore, not aware of what an ubervamp was. He barely had time to move as both ubervamps charged him suddenly. Knowing that he had no time, he closed his eyes and waited for death to take him.

"Hey assholes!" A woman yelled loudly, and Rondell opened his eyes to see a woman with brown hair and blonde streaks standing about twenty feet away. Her outburst has caused the ubervamps to stop in their tracks, and turn towards her. "Come and get some!"

"That may not be the best idea." Rondell called as the ubervamps decided to go after the girl instead and began walking towards her.

"S'Cool, I can take care of them." The girl assured him, removing her gloves as the two vamps approached her.

The first vamp took a swing at her, which she managed to duck. She used the vamps momentum against him, and made contact with the creature's back, frying it from the inside out and turning it to dust instantly. The other snarled and charged her as well, but she rolled out of the way, her fingers brushing against the leg of the vamp as she moved, reducing it to ash.

She finished the roll and picked herself up just as the debris from the second vamp, all the while Rondell looked on in shock.

"Wha-what are you?" He sputtered, not able to get the words out right.

"I'm a freak." The girl said flippantly. "Name's Gwen Raiden. You?"

"Rondell Petersham." Rondell answered. "What are you doing in my neighborhood?"

"Apparently saving your ass." A voice all too familiar to Rondell said, and he looked over as Gunn entered the lot.

"What are you doing here, I thought that you were on that rescue mission." Gwen states.

"Oh, I got back earlier than expected." Gunn replies with a shrug. "Hey Rondell."

Gwen picked up a rock off the ground and flung it at Gunn. Gunn made to move, but the rock hit him in the shoulder, and passed right through.

"So you're the First that everyone's got their titties twisted over." Gwen acknowledges. "Thought that you could only take the form of dead people?"

"Gunn's dead?" Rondell asks, incredulously.

"No, he isn't." Gwen answers quickly.

"You should know, you killed him." Gunn/The First mocks, causing Rondell to change his expression from shock to intense hatred.

"I brought him back, he was only gone for a few seconds." Gwen defends.

"For what? A meager existence? To fight a battle he can't possibly win?" Gunn/The First goads. "You kill everyone that you come into contact with. Even him." The First says, indicating Rondell.

Gwen whirls around to spot a ubervamp that has somehow snuck up behind Rondell.

"Look out!" She exclaims, but it's too late. Rondell begins to turn around, and the ubervamp raises it's clawed hand and brings it down on Rondell's head, splattering blood and gore all over the street and some of it hits Gwen.

"Goddamn it!" Gwen screams and unleashed ten thousand volts of electricity into the vampire. The vamp doesn't stand a chance, and is dusted. Gwen then stomps off, heading back to the Dagarerro.

Westbrook Cemetery

"Remind me again why we're out here?" Isabel complained as she walked through the graveyard with Oz, Vi, Dean and Breanna.

"Hunting." Vi says simply. "We need to have our skills at their peak for this war, and judging by what happened in Sunnyhell, I know I'm out of practice."

"You're not afraid to get your hands dirty fighting vamps are you, cause then maybe you shouldn't be here." Dean gibes, and Isabel rolls her eyes.

"Do I need to knock you on your ass again?" she asks with false sweetness, and Dean shuts up, grumbling to himself about alien ice princesses.

"Well if you two would stop playing the married couple," Vi cuts in, causing both Isabel and Dean to blush. "We got activity up ahead."

The other four warriors look to where Vi is pointing, and sure enough there are six vamps gathered around a grave, dressed in ceremonial robes. The five heroes begin to make their way toward the demons stealthily. When they are about ten feet away from their positions, one of the vamps sniffs the air and growls. The bulky vamp turns towards where Isabel is standing out in the open, acting as bait.

"Ah boys look, a busty blonde." The leader croons. "Bet she tastes like strawberries." He says, and the other vamps chuckle.

"Come and find out." Isabel calls, playing the dumb blonde role.

"Gladly. Leon, Arthur, get her!" The leader orders and two of the vamps snarl and charge her.

Isabel grins and quickly raises both of her palms in the air, sending out twin bursts of energy that send the two offending vamps flying through the air, landing some fifteen feet away. The energy blast burns them from the inside out and they turn to dust.

"That all you got?" Isabel teases, throwing her head back so that her hair is out of her face, and laughs heartily.

"Hell no bitch." The leader snarls. "Colin, take her!"

Another member of the group starts to charge her and she raises her hand again, stopping Colin to stop in his tracks, waiting for the blast to hit him as well, but it doesn't come. He stares at Isabel dumbfounded, not seeing Breanna phase up from the ground behind him, twin katana in her hands.

"What, was that a one time deal or something?" Colin asks with a throaty laugh, thinking that he's got the upper hand.

"Nope, I just wanted to make sure that my friend got in on the action." Isabel replies with a flick of her finger, indicating that he should look behind him.

The vamp turns to find Breanna laying in wait. Before he has a chance to react, she swing both arms inward, using both katana to effortlessly decapitate him. After Colin crumbles to dust, both the girls turn towards the remaining three vamps.

"What were you waiting for here?" Isabel demands of the vamp's leader.

"I ain't telling you shit, you freak!" The vampire shouts at Isabel.

"Now that's no way to talk to a lady." Dean says, making his presence known by staking one of the remaining two lackeys of the bulky vampire. "Don't you agree, Oz?"

"Yeah." Oz replies, pouncing on the last flunkie, semi wolfed out. He rips him apart easily and returns to normal.

Oz, Dean, Isabel and Breanna surround the leader of the vampires, not allowing him a mode of escape as Vi makes her way out of the shadows. She starts towards the entrapped vampire and takes up a fighting stance about five feet away from him.

"Oh great, another freak to frighten me." The vampire mutters sarcastically and shakes his head. "Just kill me and get it over with so that The First's army will get stronger."

"What?" Vi asks, caught off guard by the vampire's almost eager willingness to die. "What are you on about?"

"For every vampire slain after the First broke out of it's prison, three Turok-Han will take it's place in the First's army. You're not going to win this war Slayer. It's already over." The vampire reveals, and takes advantage of Vi's lack of focus to surge forward and grab her around the neck. He lifts her up and begins to choke her, but Oz and Dean are on him seconds later, throwing him off and Breanna decapitates him with her katana.

Vi takes a moment to get air back in her lungs before turning to the others.

"We probably shouldn't have done that. Come on, we gotta get back and let Buffy know about this." She instructs and leads the way out of the graveyard, the others following close behind.

To Be Continued…

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