* Waiting for Buffy *

[mishalak]

Part 2, Scene 3

All was in readiness. Both Tom and Diana could hear the interested murmurs of the three thugs they had attracted on the London street. Tom asked, a bit too loudly as if he were talking to someone who was slightly deaf, "Where did you think that teller machine was?"

"Not sure dear," replied Diana. "Maybe the next street over, but oughtn't we just hail a cab? I don't like to be out after dark wearing my pearls."

"Don't worry darling, we'll just take a short cut through this alley, get the extra money and be on our way again." They were counting on the words 'extra money' and the fact that there was no ATM on the next street to lure the fools into the alleyway to meet their doom. Diana tottered after Tom until they were safely out of view and then stopped limping as they quietly hurried to the waiting places behind some crates and waste bins they had scouted out earlier.

The trio of thieves walked quickly into the trap. The first one asked his two companions rhetorically, "Where can those two have gotten too?" A moment later Diana stepped out saying with a plaintive look, "Oh could you help me? I seem to be lost."

The three toughs gave each other a look and moved in, unaware of Tom silently stepping out of the darkness behind them. The ambush was just about to be sprung when a new player changed the field. A young woman with blonde hair sped past the startled Tom and connected with the rearmost of the little group, knocking all three of them over. Diana gracefully moved out of the path of their fall.

"Hey, don't you guys know that you're supposed to respect your elders?" One picked up a loose board and swung it at his smartly dressed opponent, only to have her catch it just right in her hands to swing him into the brick wall. His two comrades both came at her only to be thrown in a judo like move. While not particularly intelligent in short order the three square jawed hooligans used what instincts generations of London underworld denizens had bequeathed to them and fled for their lives.

"Nothing like a foiled mugging to put one in a good mood."

"I would agree," said Diana in her usual proud voice. Tom had moved up behind Buffy and now grabbed her as Diana said, "But since I was going to kill the lot of them I'm rather annoyed that you interfered."

Buffy broke free of Tom's grasp and gave him a good back kick. He stumbled back into a pile of rubbish. Diana moved in as Buffy said, "Okay, not grateful I could understand, but this is as silly as being attacked by Hell's Grannies."

Diana swung her cane with expert precision from years of experience as a human and vampire, she actually landing a glancing blow on the Vampire Slayer's shoulder. "I think you'll regret calling me a grannie." Buffy cried out in pain then recovered to pull the walking stick become weapon from her foe's grasp. Unfortunately for her Tom had been able to quickly recover so she was unable to press her momentary advantage.

Now she spared with Tom. He lacked the skills that many other vampires have, so she quickly had him down and her stake out to finish him off. But at the last moment Diana's stick stopped the stake's decent. Buffy turned to deal with her as she said, "Tom, I think discretion is called for."

"Right ho." He picked up a handy trash bin and threw it at Buffy. She came up ready to fight almost immediately, but Tom and Diana were already running out of the alleyway. She gave chase but lost them as they expertly navigated the unfamiliar streets.

Scene 4
Back at their Bayview Retirement Home suite the vampire couple assessed what had happened. "So who in the world was that?"

Tom's voice came out as if from a great distance, though not nearly as far away as his eyes, "She is the Slayer, the one who stood alone against the vampires, the demons, but she no longer stands alone. She is the leader of the slayers."

"I wonder if you are just being daft or you've actually got some sort of cosmic insight."

Tom looks up and says brightly, "A bit of both I imagine."

"Well one or more I think they'll be good for us."

"What ever do you mean Diana?" asked Tom incredulously.

"It's nice to have a real challenge again. We haven't really had one since we turned the idiot Banes into a bug-eating zombie after he tried to sic the balmy vicar on us. Since then Bayview has run like clockwork, Harvey takes orders from us, we kill anyone who gets onto us, and the residents keep a bit more of their money now that doctors who used to own it are now permanently out of the picture. Not a soul suspects that the two weirdoes who keep to themselves at the old folks glue factory are in fact never going to die or leave."

"Ah, I see. She's your new Mount Everest. The dragon you wish to challenge and kill. That'll probably keep us busy all season."

"What?"

"What 'what' Diana?"

"What was that last bit?"

"Oh nothing. A little tea?"

"Very little, mostly gin, thank you."

End

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[armoire-man.livejournal.com]

Oh, good fun. Vampires in a nursing home.

Actually, ew! But still, good fun.