eunsoma
01-27-2006, 08:20 AM
Gina had done this so many times; she was tired of the life she led. She wished things could be different, but she knew they never could be. She was bathed in moonlight, her body was cold, she didn’t feel her best and she had somewhere she was supposed to be, but Gina had a calling, a calling she’d picked up nearly four years ago. She was the Slayer, into every generation a slayer is born, one girl in all the world must fight the forces of evil, yada yada she’d heard the song a million times. Every time she had something to do or somewhere else to be she’d hear it, from her Watcher. Her Watcher was Frank Hindle. He came from a big Watchers' organization in England called the Watchers' Council, Gina often said, “Watcher is another word for someone who complains but won’t get off their British ass and do the job themselves.”
Gina lived in Boston with her mother and her little brother. They weren’t to know about her calling, no one was. Gina didn’t care anymore; she knew that was all going to be over soon, maybe even tonight, the lying, and the calling, all of it. In a way she longed for it, she longed for the day she could die. She wanted to be gone, gone from this world, the hell she was forced to live with everyday.
This was it, the place she was told, Frank was on his way, but Gina couldn’t wait for him to get there, there was too much at stake. The kids at her school were getting picked off like fruit. She needed to put a stop to it, even if it cost her own life. Gina peered through the window; there were about seven vampires, give or take. Six males and one female, the female seemed to be caressing one of the male vampires, he had bleached blonde hair, and wore a leather coat. The female wore a lacey dress, she was beautiful, not like every other skanky female vamp she’d seen. Also inside, were four hostages, young kids, none looked over 12 years of age. Gina wanted to leave, but as she’d been told, it was the mission that mattered, she needed to save them.
She walked to the door, breathed heavily and kicked it as hard as she could and it flew open into one of the vampires. She heard the female vampire say, “We had big party plans, four little children all in a row.” Suddenly, the bleached blonde male vampire and the female vampire left through the backdoor, locking it behind them. The five vamps left began to laugh and make fun of Gina. “What a plan, corner us into our nest when there’s a lot of us and one of you. I thought Slayers were supposed to be smart.”
“We ain't dumb,” Gina said, as she cartwheel kicked the smartmouth vampire. Gina had brought something with her, even though it was hard for her to get her hands on, and it was practically suicide, she needed to stop these vamps. More and more vamps were appearing from all angles, the room was filled with about twenty of them, probably half of the population of vamps in the vicinity. She reached into her jacket pocket, and found the grenade, taking it out of her pocket she turned to the hostages. “Run,” she said. “Go home, go to your moms, and call the fire brigade.” Gina planned to throw the grenade and run for her life. The children had escaped out the door and closed it behind them. Gina pulled the pin of the grenade out with her teeth and threw it as far as she could towards the flammable gas tanks, next to the vampires, who had all backed into the wall. Gina turned around and dashed for the big steel door, she reached for the handle and pushed it relentlessly, it was stuck on something, when the children escaped, they had gotten the door stuck. Gina felt a wave of heat closing in on her as the grenade exploded, all she could hear was vampires screaming, this made her proud, put a semi-smile on her face, and she finally let out a scream of pain.
Sirens were all you could hear around the factory. Frank had arrived; he hoped for the best, he didn’t know if Gina had escaped, if it was just vamps that died, or if she had sacrificed herself too. Then he saw, through the smoke, across the road, a female body was being taken from the building, he knew it couldn’t have been a vamp, any vamp would have dusted, and some part of him knew it was Gina. He was devastated, some part of him was proud of her, he could feel the happiness she felt at that moment, her essence had moved on to heaven, and he knew she belonged there, out of the war zone she’d lived in.
Back at Gina’s house, her mother and brother were watching a movie together, waiting for Gina to come home from her friend Alex’s house where she’d been studying all night.
Gina lived in Boston with her mother and her little brother. They weren’t to know about her calling, no one was. Gina didn’t care anymore; she knew that was all going to be over soon, maybe even tonight, the lying, and the calling, all of it. In a way she longed for it, she longed for the day she could die. She wanted to be gone, gone from this world, the hell she was forced to live with everyday.
This was it, the place she was told, Frank was on his way, but Gina couldn’t wait for him to get there, there was too much at stake. The kids at her school were getting picked off like fruit. She needed to put a stop to it, even if it cost her own life. Gina peered through the window; there were about seven vampires, give or take. Six males and one female, the female seemed to be caressing one of the male vampires, he had bleached blonde hair, and wore a leather coat. The female wore a lacey dress, she was beautiful, not like every other skanky female vamp she’d seen. Also inside, were four hostages, young kids, none looked over 12 years of age. Gina wanted to leave, but as she’d been told, it was the mission that mattered, she needed to save them.
She walked to the door, breathed heavily and kicked it as hard as she could and it flew open into one of the vampires. She heard the female vampire say, “We had big party plans, four little children all in a row.” Suddenly, the bleached blonde male vampire and the female vampire left through the backdoor, locking it behind them. The five vamps left began to laugh and make fun of Gina. “What a plan, corner us into our nest when there’s a lot of us and one of you. I thought Slayers were supposed to be smart.”
“We ain't dumb,” Gina said, as she cartwheel kicked the smartmouth vampire. Gina had brought something with her, even though it was hard for her to get her hands on, and it was practically suicide, she needed to stop these vamps. More and more vamps were appearing from all angles, the room was filled with about twenty of them, probably half of the population of vamps in the vicinity. She reached into her jacket pocket, and found the grenade, taking it out of her pocket she turned to the hostages. “Run,” she said. “Go home, go to your moms, and call the fire brigade.” Gina planned to throw the grenade and run for her life. The children had escaped out the door and closed it behind them. Gina pulled the pin of the grenade out with her teeth and threw it as far as she could towards the flammable gas tanks, next to the vampires, who had all backed into the wall. Gina turned around and dashed for the big steel door, she reached for the handle and pushed it relentlessly, it was stuck on something, when the children escaped, they had gotten the door stuck. Gina felt a wave of heat closing in on her as the grenade exploded, all she could hear was vampires screaming, this made her proud, put a semi-smile on her face, and she finally let out a scream of pain.
Sirens were all you could hear around the factory. Frank had arrived; he hoped for the best, he didn’t know if Gina had escaped, if it was just vamps that died, or if she had sacrificed herself too. Then he saw, through the smoke, across the road, a female body was being taken from the building, he knew it couldn’t have been a vamp, any vamp would have dusted, and some part of him knew it was Gina. He was devastated, some part of him was proud of her, he could feel the happiness she felt at that moment, her essence had moved on to heaven, and he knew she belonged there, out of the war zone she’d lived in.
Back at Gina’s house, her mother and brother were watching a movie together, waiting for Gina to come home from her friend Alex’s house where she’d been studying all night.