AN: I've tried for two years to describe what this story is like...and the best so far is Supernatural and Buffy tossed in a blender, then the resulting mess dumped on Victorious.

So...originally this was not supposed to be Jori, but yeah, it's definitely going to end up as Jori...

There will be gay, lesbian, bi and straight original characters (OC) added into the mix. Just in case you have a weird thing about OCs...or you know sexuality.

Disclaimer: In some parallel universe I do own Victorious, But this isn't it. So I don't own Victorious. There will also be pop culture references to other shows and songs...and I don't own does either.

P.S. – One last thing, this story was written Halloween 2011, I feel like I owe you this little explanation. I have a really crappy internet connection and for whatever reason can't post but I've still been writing the story. And frankly I put in twenty plus chapters before the new episodes of Victorious and really don't feel like changing them to fit the no Bade universe…

Sorry about that just thought you deserved to know the why.

Prelude:

The halls of Hollywood Arts were poorly lit by the dimming fluorescent lighting; it was almost as if some unknown force was syphoning energy from the power grid and the lights were struggling to illuminate what they could. It was late Wednesday, nearing ten and the halls should have been empty, but Helen had insisted that Sikowitz create a revolutionary performance for Halloween. She knew this wasn't his job but she didn't like him and wanted to see him squirm. Sikowitz had summoned his best students to the school for late night inspiration during the full moon. Unfortunately he had a medical emergence and had to cancel the brainstorming session, but as he was calling the students informing them they no longer had to come to the school the cell network went down right before he got to Vega.

Bad Moon Rising

"Why are we the only ones here, Vega?" Jade asks in her normal state of constant annoyance as she crosses her arms. Both girls are searching the school for any sign of anyone else.

"I don't know. I don't have a signal, I can't call anyone." Tori answers with a little worry as she's fiddling with her phone.

"Well no duh, if you don't have a signal then you can't call anyone." Jade retorts with her standard condescension.

"Is this really the time?" She asks irritated, as she continues messing with her phone, the worry in her voice increases.

"What, are you afraid of the dark, Vega?" Taunting ever so Jade-like.

"No, I'm jus…What was that?" As she looks up to answer Jade she catches something out of the corner of her left eye.

"What was what?" Both have now come to a dead stop.

"I saw something moving over there." She's now focusing down an extremely poorly lit hallway.

"I don't see anything. You're really jumpy, Vega."

"No, I saw somethin…Aaaahhhhh..." Tori continues screaming as a hulking mass grabs her and carries her down the hallway opposite the one they were looking down.

"Tori!" Jade yells as Tori disappears down the hall. She stands there in a state of confusion, wondering what the hell that was and whether she should give chase. But before she can another mass is heading straight for her. Its bright yellow eyes lock onto her and is about to grab her when two loud cracks ring out as the hulk shifts its focus on the young blonde woman in black leather standing a few feet to her right.

"Run!" The woman shouts as she draws a sword shimmering silver in the low light. Jade summons the strength to move her frozen legs and bolts down the same hall that Tori was just carried down. She didn't realize that she had picked this particular hall until she came upon the first mass holding Tori up against the wall, perpendicular to the hall Jade was coming out of, with its enormous left hand. She could clearly see that it stood seven feet tall with grey fur covering its huge humanlike body. At her brief analysis she couldn't believe what she was seeing,

"Werewolf…" She said in a low breath. Her astonishment turned to fear as she saw Tori mouthing the words 'Help me, Jade'. Acting purely on instinct she grabbed her trademark scissors from her back pocket, charged at the beast, and drove them into its back. It howled in pain as it simultaneously turned to its right, toward Jade, and released Tori.

Halfway through its turn it stepped back as a very loud crack blasted through the hall, the noise forced Jade to grab her ears in pain. Tori was just now getting normal amounts of blood flowing back to her head and could barely hear the shot. Then an explosion blasted out a chunk of the beast's side sending the monster rolling down the hall behind it, Jade never took her eyes off the creature.

The beast was in pain and tried to find the one who caused its suffering, when it failed it turned its attention back to Jade. Despite the blood pouring out of its side the beast got up and leapt at her with its right hand outstretched, claws at maximum extension. Another shot resounded as its left shoulder bucked, unfortunately its momentum was too great and the claws fell toward the terrified goth.

Jade could clearly see the four five inch daggers driving right at her chest until a brunette flash obstructed her view, and then a frame smaller than her own crashed into her pushing them both almost completely out of the way. Tori screamed in pain as the claws slashed four half inch deep gouges into her back, she fell into Jade and they both collapsed onto the floor. Jade watched the wounds soak Tori's shirt in blood as she held her.

"Pull up her shirt." A large man dressed in olive drab expedition garb was now kneeling beside the girls. Jade just sat there in shock, continuing her terrified stare at Tori's blood.

"Pull up her shirt." He repeated calmly as he reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of water and a small vial of a silvery liquid. Jade snapped out of it and pulled up Tori's shirt completely exposing the gushing wounds. He quickly mixed the silver liquid into the water bottle, shook it, and then dropped a lit match into it. The bottle erupted with green fire as the substance turned purple, at its return to its previous color he poured it on her open wounds. When the shining liquid touched Tori's raw flesh she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

The pain was intense; she didn't think she could stand it any longer. But it began to secede; the fiery burning was rapidly being replaced with a metallic cold. The only abnormal warmth she felt was from Jade hugging her tightly, she looked up at her and saw tears in her eyes,

"Are you crying, Jade?" Tori asks sweetly.

"…Yes." Jade responds trying in vain to fight back her tears.

"Is the fearsome Jade West crying over me?" She says with a smirk.

"You could have been killed…" She speaks softly, but quickly regains some of her tenacity, "…And I wouldn't have been the one to do it."

"Let me see your hand." The man asks politely while extending his hand to Jade. She complies without even thinking about it, but quickly regretting her compliance as he slices her right palm with a long knife and applies the silvery solution.

Jade grabbed Tori's wrist with her other hand and squeezed with all her might as she screamed in agony. Then she too felt the relief of cold metal as the wound was covered in a thin layer of soft silver.

"Hurts don't it?" Tori asks rhetorically while smirking,

"You can let go now."

"Sorry…" She half apologizes, completely lost in the low sheen at the center of her palm. Gently she glides her right index finger over the glowing palm; the contact sends a shiver down her spine.

"Tingles, doesn't it?" The man asks kindly at the same time as he stands slinging his pack over his shoulder.

"…Yeah." She answers slowly. He extends both hands, one to each girl; they take them and are quickly standing.

"Who fired those shots earlier?" The question catches Jade off guard, it takes her a second to remember the woman who saved her,

"There was a woman…there's another one of them!" She starts talking swiftly, remembering what the woman had saved her from.

"Alright, here…" He pulls a very short barreled pistol grip pump shotgun from his right hip and tosses it to Tori. Who barely has time to bring up her forearms much less her hands, catches it on her forearms awkwardly. Without missing a beat he reaches behind his lower back, retrieves a handgun, and then tosses it to Jade, "…The safety is on the back flip it and you're green." He indicates to Tori then to Jade, "As for you the safety catch is on the side, flip it and you're ready to go. Now let's check on your friend."

He turns toward the hall, Jade had looked down when she spoke about the woman, and starts walking.

"Wait what are we supposed to do with these?" Tori asks innocently, fumbling to gain control of her firearm.

"Shoot anything that isn't human." He says calmly continuing his stride. They quickly follow not wanting to be left alone with the dead monster just a few feet away.

"But we don't know how to use these." Tori still nervous about holding the gun, her father had given her lectures on the dangers of firearms.

"It's simple, point the barrel at things you want to shoot and not at things you don't. They're not toys, but they might be the only thing that lets you see tomorrow. Beyond that squeeze the trigger to fire and you need to pump after each shot." He throws his right hand up indicating to Tori.

"Why does she get the shotgun?" Jade asks, a little jealous.

He replies casually, "She just seems like a shotgun kinda girl."

They arrive at the intersection with the woman leaning against the wall with three dead werewolves scattered across the floor. She was panting heavily with a hand on each knee, her sword in her left hand. Looking up she smiled at their approach, "I'm glad…you're alright…and it looks like…you brought help." Still panting she forces the words out.

The woman smiles and stands up, "I'm Emily Grey."

"Tall Walker or Silver Fang?" He asks while reaching in his pack and pulling out two packs of unopened earplugs, handing them to younger girls.

She takes a second before answering, "Silver Fang."

The man notes the slight pause but makes nothing of it as he informs his junior emergency recruits, "Well girls, we're in the company of a professional werewolf hunter. I feel safer already." He smiles and extends his left hand to Emily, "Charles T. Weston, Legion of Shadows."

Fighting her eyes desire to widen of a person she thought she'd never meet she shakes his hand vigorously and snaps a firm salute.

"I defer to you Captain." He continues in a strong, yet casual tone, "That is the custom after all. I'd also like to see what you Fangs are teaching these days."

"Thank you, sir. I won't disappoint, sir." During this exchange Tori and Jade look at them with bemusement. Emily notices this and clarifies somewhat, "It's an Order thing. It would take too long to explain. Let's just say there's a lot more too hunting monsters than simply killing things." Tori and Jade look at each other and decide to drop it for now.

Charles asks, "How many have you killed?"

"Just these three. You, sir?"

"Only one…That means there should be around six more."

"Six?" Jade and Tori blurt out simultaneously.

Emily informs, "Most packs contain a minimum of ten members. Ten minus four equals six." She does the math on her fingers to illustrate her point.

"We can count." Jade counters sharply as her old self.

Tori scowls intensely, "Jade!"

Jade looks over at her, "Tori."

"I take it those are your names." Grey says with mild amusement.

A little embarrassed for forgetting her manners despite how acceptable that is given the circumstances created by recent events, nevertheless Tori rushes to make an introduction, "I'm sorry, I'm Tori Vega and this is…"

Trying her best to completely regain her composure Jade feins disinterest as she makes her own introduction, "Jade West."

"Considering this school I'm assuming you can act, but that doesn't mean you have too. I won't tell anyone you have a heart." He says with a wicked grin.

"Well we certainly won't tell the werewolves, at least." Emily joins in...albeit slightly nervously herself. Because everyone gets a chance to joke around with one of their childhood heroes like it's nothing during a werewolf op, right?

Tori expects Jade to be fuming at being called out, instead she just laughs, "Honestly the idea of being terrified right now and not having to try and hide it would feel nice."

Looking over at her frenemy Tori wonders, "Who the hell are you? And where is Jade?" Probably a little louder than she needed to.

Jade turns to face her, "I like being the tough girl, the feared psycho, it's fun. But right now fearing for my life I think I would like to be Scared Jade." She says kindly, but then adds, "But when this is over and we get out of here, I'm going back to Badass Jade. Okay?"

"I guess I don't have a choice, but at least you're being nice right now." She gets a little sappy at the end.

"Don't let it go to your head, Vega." Jade says casually with her trademark grin.

AN: Hope you enjoyed the first of many, please Review. I'm looking for complete honesty, which means criticism is welcome, but don't hesitate to be kind as well.

-May Dread watch over you-