Previously on: ‘The Chosen One’Int. Orion’s Mansion, LAZackarias had accidentally broken a treasured art sculpture from his father’s collection. He and Allysson weren’t supposed to be in the lounge where their father held his fancy meetings and get-togethers – certainly not while Orion was out, and they were under the care of the mansion’s many servants. They were running around, playing tag. Then Zackarias bumped into the fragile glass sculpture, shattering it. After he ran away, Allysson chased him back to his room to tease him. Zackarias knew she’d blamed the whole thing on him and that was why he was punished, and she was not. It wasn’t fair.There was a knock at Zackarias’s door. He forced himself to sit up, in case it was his father. He grabbed his textbook from school and pretended to be reading, not wanting to be in more trouble for laziness. “Who is it?”The door opened. Allysson was standing there with her hands behind her back. “Zackarias?"Zackarias glared. “What do you
Into every generation a slayer is born: one girl in all the world, a chosen one. She alone will wield the strength and skill to fight the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness; to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their number. She is the Slayer. That was the mantra taught to Lilith from the age of fourteen on after the previous slayer was killed in combat and she was called. She repeated it now in her mind as she sat in the cave, coughing up foul underground lake water. Her prom dress – the expensive dress her father had spent months saving up for – was covered in dirt and blood. The leather jacket she’d borrowed from James had done little to protect against damages when the master held her underwater. “Are you okay, Lili?” Mark asked. “Talk to me.” “We need to stop the master now,” Lilith said, getting to her feet. She looked at Alvin, who had just administered CPR. “Thanks for the save.” “Your heart stopped beating for a second there,” Alvin said, his gray e
“It's the freedom! As Seniors, you guys can go off-campus now for lunch. It's no longer cutting. It's legal! Heck, it's expected! Wow, it's, uh, also a big step forward, a Senior moment, one that has to be savored.” “No one is going to arrest you for slipping out with us, Alvin,” Lilith said, laughing. “But what if Snyder sees and-” “We’re walking twenty feet from campus,” Tiffany said. “To the school’s front lawn.” “Oh look, it’s Barton,” Jenny said, smiling and waving at the Sunnydale High librarian. Then she grimaced. “Why is Snyder approaching him?” “Uh oh,” Lilith said as the two men grew closer. She, Jenny, Tiffany, and Alvin were standing on the front steps of the school. They were preparing to walk down to the picnic tables on the front lawn. Crowds of seniors were rushing for the long-forbidden lawn. Many of them – like Lilith and Jenny – were trying to sneak younger friends with them. “The first day back, it always gets me,” Snyder said. “Yes,” Barton said. “I mean,
Blood. So much blood. Lilith winced at the carnage, trying to look away. The scene changed. That snake – coiling around the school – its massive teeth bared. Then the scene changed again. Lilith was standing in a house – much bigger than her own – looking down a hallway. She could hear sobbing and ran toward the sound. A doll with blonde hair hanging from its ankle. Another scene change. A girl with bleached blonde hair was laying on a bed with a canopy with pink curtains. Blood was splattered on the white sheets. Lilith went to her, wanting to comfort her. Then the scene changed yet again. A girl in a cheerleading uniform was doing a routine. Something was wrong – her face was filled with fear and flames were forming all over her body, burning her. Another scene change – an office. A man with a wicked smirk and a goatee crunching down on a spider. Again, the scene changed. A man with dark sideburns was standing atop a tower with a girl of about twelve, holding a knife to her thro
“This is insanity,” Ally said, glaring. “What can you have been thinking? You are a vampire slayer. Lives depend upon you. I would expect a certain amount of responsibility, and instead you enslave yourself to this – this – cult?”Lilith made a pouty face, holding up her pom-poms. “You don’t like the outfit?”“No, I – I like it fine,” Ally muttered, her cheeks turning pink.Lilith grinned, doing a cheer pose. Ally rolled her eyes. They were in the library, preparing to – apparently – go to cheer tryouts. Ally understood Lilith less the more she got to know her.A vampire boyfriend? Friends who knew about slaying? Well – alright. Melanie and Lexy had known too, but only because they had been present the first time Ally killed a vampire. There was no keeping it from them. Lilith had a whole entourage though. It was different.Also – Lilith wanted to be a cheerleader? As if they really had time for extracurriculars? Even if Lilith did look amazing in the little uniform. Of course she did
Ally had to admit – she had been against all these outsiders knowing about slaying but having backup pedestrians doing research while she and Lilith did the legwork was useful. She did insist on dragging Hahn Adjuk to Yuna’s dorm with them. She was still certain he was their culprit.When they arrived at Yuna’s dorm though, it was clear right away that something was wrong. Her door was wide open, and they could hear Mark yelling for help from inside. Ally exchanged a look with Lilith, and they both rushed in followed by Hahn.Yuna was on her bed, coughing up blood. It was a canopy bed, with pink curtains. Hahn yelled in horror and started screaming for help, running up and down the halls, banging on doors. Other students started making their way into the hall, looking around.“This is definitely a curse situation,” Ally said, assessing Yuna’s state. She was on her bed on all fours, coughing and gagging. Her white sheets were stained with splatters of red. Her blue eyes were wide with
“On your left!” Lilith yelled.“Other left, vampire,” Ally said when James looked the wrong direction thanks to facing Lilith.Lilith dodged a punch from an especially buff vampire. She slid beneath his legs and stabbed him with a wooden stake from behind. The vampire exploded into dust. The cloud of ashes fell around the headstones, looking almost smokey in the moonlight.James was busy in battle with another vampire, blocking a close call with his hook swords. The dual weapons were long poles with hooks at the end, an arced blade above the fist, and a spearhead beneath the handle – made from wood except for the silver blades, and very effective against vampires. Ally was trading blows with yet another vampire. She dodged as the vamp made to punch her, sweeping her leg upward to kick the vamp in the side of the face, knocking him over. The vampire hit a nearby tombstone, causing it to crumble.Lilith looked back and forth, deciding who needed her aid more. Before she could make a dec
“Five dead,” Barton said, holding up the newspaper. It was late Saturday afternoon. Ally and Lilith were sitting in the Sunnydale High library eating pizza having just finished a training session. “All with bite marks on their neck drained of blood. If any of these people happened to drink the blood of their undead attackers-” “We know,” Lilith said. “We’ll have a brand-new thirsty vampire on our hands.” “Well, I suppose this means we’re not going to the Bronze tonight,” Ally said, trying to hide her disappointment. She’d done her makeup with extra care in the bathroom of the motel room. She’d even picked out a cute dress, which she’d packed in a backpack to change into after the training session. When was the last time Ally had even worn a dress? She didn’t know. Certainly before becoming a slayer. It was stupid. Ally had let herself enjoy the way a pretty girl looked at her, smiled at her, laughed at her horrible joke about coffee. Just for a moment, she’d forgotten that she wasn’