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slayers_desire) wrote2010-02-03 09:24 pm
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from the training room to succeeding in the field
For the Watcher and the Slayer, things returned to schedule after the weekend, after Rain had been able to slay his very first Demon. And by this time, Rain's body and mind would have adjusted to the hours and the dedication. He would discover that he felt stronger. That he was able to destroy more evil vampires during the night in his world.
Of course, the fact that his difference was much stronger than before, it brought attention to his part of the world. There was the wrong kind of attention, that Rain was not aware of yet, but would have to face in the future.
Tonight, however, it was a different kind of attention that sought Rain out. He had just finished slaying five vampires, at the same time, and had been dusting himself off. When he heard a cough from behind him. The woman who stood there had been there... for who knew how long. She seemed familiar, in a way, but he could not place her name right away with how the night hid her face from sight so far.
"So..." She lit a cigarette. Her face familiar under the flame, it was Faith. The Slayer who had come after Buffy, and had a difficult road herself. "No longer a potential, you are earning your own stripes in life."
Of course, the fact that his difference was much stronger than before, it brought attention to his part of the world. There was the wrong kind of attention, that Rain was not aware of yet, but would have to face in the future.
Tonight, however, it was a different kind of attention that sought Rain out. He had just finished slaying five vampires, at the same time, and had been dusting himself off. When he heard a cough from behind him. The woman who stood there had been there... for who knew how long. She seemed familiar, in a way, but he could not place her name right away with how the night hid her face from sight so far.
"So..." She lit a cigarette. Her face familiar under the flame, it was Faith. The Slayer who had come after Buffy, and had a difficult road herself. "No longer a potential, you are earning your own stripes in life."
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"Keep pushing." he says, letting her keep the pressure on the door while he rammed it repeatedly with jabs from his shoulder.
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"Well that worked better than I thought." Rain said, hefting his scythe.
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And inside the coffin was April.
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Rain was NOT going to let that thing get to the coffin. One hand slashed with the scythe while his other hand drove into the creature, grabbing handfuls of goo, flesh, organs, whatever he could get his hands around and ripping them out.
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Rain found the glass coffin was easy to lift. There were strange ruins written on it. There was no response from April.