Picking up where we left off at the end of Episode1:


Michael moves like a blur down the hallway, following the path of the fleeing Turok-Han that leads him through the double doors which indeed turns out to be the school auditorium.

The sight that greets him, well............it's a good thing he doesn't breathe, otherwise the sight would suck the air from his lungs.

Turok-Hans.  A lot of them.  Fifty?  Sixty?  More?!

They like it here because the auditorium has no windows.  They watch as one of their number barrels in through the doorway and down the aisle.

Then they look up at what followed.

Fifty plus Turok-Hans all turn to face Michael.

OCC: And episode 2 is off and running.  Pick up where you left off at the end of ep 1.

Turok Hans are fast. Hopefully, he's faster.

Because he suddenly about faces and RUNS like the wind! 4 at a time, great. 50? The laws of probability just don't allow for that. He doesn't mind taking them down in small groups, true enough, but yeah...fighting an army by yourself is just stupid.

As Daniel's beat up Plymouth GTX made it's way into the town the first thing he noticed was nothing.  As in the absolute nothingness of what seemed to be a ghost town if it wasn't for the fact that there were cars left behind he would have to wonder if the streets ever saw any use before.  "Not a creature stirring not even a mouse, I think Santa's working early this time of year.  Just what in the hell?"   There were certainly rumors that the town was rife with problems.  But now he had to wonder who was even around to spread that talk in the first place.

"I'm guessing stopping by the Denny's to get a bite to eat is off the table.  Now where am I going to get my daily dose of processed garbage?"  Suffice to say he had absolutely no idea what he had gotten into.

A horde of Turok-Hans rush towards the auditorium entrance in pursuit of Michael.

But the auditorium entrance, even with double doors, wasn't designed to fit that many ubervamps through it at the same time.  They crash into each other, created a bottlenecked mob at the entrance with none of them fitting through at once.

Our heroes have a slight head start.

Pulling into the parking lot of Sunnydale High, Daniel put his car into park.  The loud roar of the exhaust booming overhead as he shut the vehicle down.  There was probably a year in which the muscle car was worth a pretty penny, but that was before his lifetime.  Now it was just a scrap heap for getting from point A to point B, a resilient scrap heap but a heap nevertheless.

He wasn't much for higher educational pursuits and would have completely parsed the building over if the whole ghost town aspect didn't give the place a horror movie vibe.  "I suppose I should go get some extra credit"  Figuring he should scope the landscape some, and the school was as good a place as any to start Daniel took the key out of the ignition before exiting his vehicle.  Heading towards the back of the school he'd begin to approach the door to the gymnasium hoping to try his luck in a little breaking and entering if the door took any difficulty to open.

Mike runs like the wind, as he runs towards the companion he knew was there.

"If you want a lift, speak now..."

It's a safe bet Mike runs significantly faster then Meredith.
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As Mike came barreling down the hallway, Merry sighed and gave him The Look.  She'd learned it from her mother, and it was a special look that clearly conveyed a snse of "what did you do this time?!" to the person on the other end without needing to say a word or even know them well.  Still, foolish decisions or not, it simply wasn't smart to loiter in the hall naymore. She gave Miochael a slight smirk and nodded.  "I'd love a lift, if you're offering.  The company here is turning absolutely dreadful..."

Down the hallway:

Merry and Mike here a loud crashing noise as the horde of Turok-Hans force their way out of the auditorium entrance, and crash into a huge pile in front of it. There's nothing quite like a deadly pile of ubervamps piled on top of each other, trying to get their footing.  Only a few seconds until at least some of them get to their feet and come a running.


In the gymnasium: 

Daniel finds the door unlocked and enters the gymnasium easily.  As he steps in the first thing he notices is a girl lying on the center of the gym floor in a pool of blood, apparently either unconcious or dead.

Over at the Summers House:

The water stops and Annabelle steps out of the shower.  She towels herself off, then grabs the nearest hairbrush that looks the least used and brushes her hair, now not quite as scared of her own reflection.

Now what about clothes?  Her own were in no condition to wear.  She steps out in the hallway, looks around, then steps towards the nearest bedroom.  Opening the closet, she grabs the first pair of trousers and top she sees.  Luckily they were a close fit.

Now her next order of business she thought was to find another person.  Maybe even one who could confirm who she is.
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Daniel makes his way over to the body lying on the ground.  Fact of the matter remained she was the first person he's seen in town.  Not exactly in the best state of course.  But a little visual confirmation went a long way.

Mike picks up Meredith without another word being said, and dashes straight for the tunnels. It'd take the Turok Han time to find him down there, and if they did, it'd be in a small enough group he'd be able to take them.

Even carrying somebody, he's still inhumanly fast. Obviously so.

The Turok-Hans start to free themselves from the pile, some get to their feet and take off after Michael and Merry.  Some go in the other direction leading to the front.

In the gym Daniel takes a closer look at the girl and confirms she is in fact dead.  Before he can check anything else on the body, he looks up to see a guy dashing through the gym entrance carrying a girl.


OCC: Mike and Merry are now face to face with Daniel.  They've made it to the gym, the tunnel access hatch is in the locker room.
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"Unless you feel like getting ripped apart by superior numbers, get out of the way and follow me."

Mike dashes right by towards the tunnel entrance he came from.

His mouth gaped open as Daniel watched the sight unfolding in front of him.  Unusual didn't even begin to describe it.  As his mind raced to find the words he was only snapped into reality when the male called out to him warningly,  "Ripped apart?"  He was completely aware that the door out of the gym was still within running distance but his more curious nature couldn't help but dust off his best Tom Cruise impersonation as he ran after the awkward looking pair.

The trio make it to the gym locker room doorway, when they see Turok-Hans pouring in the gym entrance on the other side.  They don't have time to stop and count, but clearly it's A LOT.

They make it through the gym locker room and to the underground tunnel entrance.

On the other side of the thick locker room walls, you can hear the thundering feet of a mob of Turok-Hans coming closer.

OCC:You're now at the tunnel entrance which Mike previously used to get in.  When the school was rebuilt, someone built a secret tunnel entrance to the school that comes up through the gym locker room (it was kept locked before the school was abandoned). You don't see any Turok-Hans yet, but they will be coming through the locker room door any second.

"Oh yes, ripped apart.  Bloody intolerable bunch of super-vamps back there.  No chivalry among them at all.  They even tried to attack me!  Honestly...the indignity of it all!  Anyway, moire running, less explanation until we're somewhere sunny?"  If it was at all awkward to have a conversation wth a complete stranger while being carried to safety by another complete stranger, Merry gave no sign of it.  She was a firm believer in rolling with the punches, even when they involved hordes of angry Turok-Han

"Super vampires, great we'll pass out the capes and matching S's.  Would now be a good time to point out if we wanted sunny we could have just gone outside through the gym door?"  Apparently super vampires came with the same SPF prescription as their fanged cousins.  Running along he decided to listen to the part of his brain that said it wasn't exactly the time to protest and not argue with the whole not asking questions part of the hoofing it business.  The loud stomping from above being a good motivator to do just that.

<blue?"Actually, about a minute and a half ago would've been a lovely time to bring that up, now that you mention it.  Little late now."</blue>  Merry looked over her shoulder, cursing under her breath at the rumble of angry, hungry Turok-Han chasing them.  "I'm Meredith, by the way.  My noble steed here is Mike.  I'd say it's a pleasure, but, well...running for our lives under a school gymnasium and all..."

"Name's Daniel.  So, any reason why the town is abandoned by all but a stampeding crowd of fangs?"  Daniel noted that at least getting an answer to that  before possibly being eaten alive in some underground dead end was of some importance.  Prioritizing not high on the agenda obviously.

Mike neglects to mention that there's a reason he picked underground instead out of outside. At 'noble steed' there's kind of a deadpan "Neigh."

At any rate, down the hatch he goes to the underground. The Turok Han COULD follow down here, but he's more likely to encounter small groups he can actually fight and kill then large groups who'd beat him with numbers.

Graham had arrived in Sunnydale a few days earlier to reunite with his parents.  However, it appears they were gone.  Along with their neighbors, friends, church members and most everyone else in town.  Sensing something was up, Graham went to the one place he knew he could find answers about what was happening in Sunnydale.

As he walked up to the house at 1630 Revello Drive, he couldn't help but notice a trail of dirt leading to the house.  Weird people apparently are not good with cleaning, he thinks to himself as he knocks on the door.

Summers house:

No one responds to Graham's knock.  He tries the front door knob and finds it unlocked.

Sunnydale High: The trio drop down into the tunnel entrance just as you hear the crashing sound of the ubervamps coming through the locker room door.  Picking up the scent of their prey, they head for the tunnel access hatch.  A mob of them dives for the access hole at once, again blocking each other's way, preventing any of them from getting down to our heroes for now.


OCC: You three are now in the tunnels.  The mob of ubervamps are right above you and see you, but they are all trying to get down the hatch at once and blocking each other's way. You have a chance for a headstart. Ubervamps don't grasp the "Wait your turn, one at a time" concept.

Summers House

Graham opens the door slowly while calling out, "Hello?  I'm looking for Buffy Summers.  Hello? Anyone here?"

Getting no response, Graham cautiously enters the house, looking around for signs of anyone being here.  He takes in the sleeping bags, medical supplies and the apple cores and wrappers remains of a meal long since finished but not cleaned up.  He notices the trail of dirt heads up the stairs and moves in that direction, while palming his knife.  "Hello?  Anyone here? My name is Graham and I'm looking for Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  You know, short on stature and patience but big in attitude and strength. Any idea where she is?" he calls out while emerging on the second floor.

When Graham makes it to the top of the stairs, he notices the dirt trail leads to the bathroom.  He sees a pile of dirty clothes, and the shower looks like it has just been used.

As Graham watches, a girl slowly steps from one of the second floor bedrooms of the Summers house.  She looks about 17, and she's got a knife in her hand, pointing in his direction.  No, not a knife. Actually she's holding a letter opener.

"B..B... Buffy S.....Summers?  You......you're looking for the Slayer?  This is............her house isn't it?" the girl says.  Her accent is British and her words come out slowly like she's learning to talk again.
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Summers House

"Last I checked this was the Slayer's house and yes I am looking for Buffy.  Hence the shouting 'I am looking for Buffy Summers' bit when I came in.When it seemed there was no one else in town I got worried and thought Buffy and her gang might know what was going on."  Noticing her grip on the letter opener, Graham raises his hands in front of him showing he is unarmed.  "I don't see any need for taking up of sharp objects.  Look, I didn't mean to intrude but when no one answered I got worried.  I mean you no harm. I am human, not a hostile.  My name is Graham Miller and I am an old college friend of Buffy's.  What's your's?"
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Continuing the course was the obvious answer.  As reckless as Daniel was he wasn't lacking in brain cells and trying to fight off that many at once just wouldn't end well unless a chance to pick them off in smaller increments arose.  "Giddy Up!"

"Not giving multiple people rides. No offense, but you're just not as cute as she is."

Without further adieu.

"This way."

He seems  to know where he's going.

"Haha, not what I meant I can hoof it just fine.  Just saying to pick up some leg I didn't think slowing down was on the itinerary." Daniel didn't raise a complaint as Michael pointed out the way.  At least someone knew where the light at the end of the tunnel was.

Merry mused to herself as they fled down the tunnels.  "Finally, men who recognize my natural beauty, able to run from danger without actually running, and a town simply filled to the brim with future investment property once it's under control.  If it weren't fo the rampaging horde of neanderthal undead behind us, this would be the most pleasant apocalypse ever!"

Our heroes take off with Mike in the lead.  Behind them, the Turok-Hans are still fighting and getting in each other's way, trying to get through the hatch.

But then.....one.....two Turok Hans manage to get past the mob and down the hatch. They immediately start running towards the heroes.



OCC:Two ubevamps now running towards you.  You currently have a three round head start.  If you wish to run, make a dexterity doubled roll.  If you want to fight, turn and wait for them and post in the combat thread.  If Mike wants to carry Merry and run again, he can do so with no penalty.

Summers House:

Annabelle pauses for a moment then lowers the letter opener, but doesn't drop it just yet.  "I'm.............Annabelle...............my name is Annabelle.  I...........was....it was empty in this house when I got here.  I don't know.........where the Slayer is.  I think we should try to find her. she finished, her words coming faster and more coherently now.

"Are you ok? You sound a little funny, and I don't mean the accent."

Hearing the scramble of two of the pursuers getting through Daniel sighed, "Oh screw this.  Take the princess to another castle.  I'm just gonna give us some breathing room."  He turned around stopping in place, Daniel wasn't planning on holding his ground against all of them but two should be simple enough.  Why are they so freaking feral?  Picking off the stragglers that neared them would at least buy some comfort room.  As long as no more got through immediately after at least that was the idea.

Summers House:

Annabelle raises both eyebrows and her feelings of fear and apprehension turn to annoyance.  "Me?!  I'm sound as a pound!  Perfectly fine for someone who just woke up buried alive!!  I'll bet my old school chums are behind this!  They hunted me down and thought burying me might be good for laughs!  Well, they bloody well better hope I don't see any of them first!" Annabelle said, her voice now much stronger.

She steps towards the bathroom and grabs her dirty shoes.  "I'm going to go find the kitchen sink and scrub off my trainers, then we'll go look for the Slayer." she says as she steps past Graham and heads downstairs.

Summer's Residence

"Okaaaaaay," Graham drawls as Annabelle stomps by him and down the stairs.  "Stark raving mad, everyone of them," he mutters softly to himself as he sees the apparently British girl turn in to the dining room.

Shaking his head, Graham descends the stairs and turns right, to look around the living room for clues as to the location of the slayer and her gang.

OOC:Graham Miller rolled 16 using 1d10+6. Searching room. (3 perception+3 notice). I think I did this right for combining the right attribute and skill but if not, please let me know and will correct.

While searching, he calls out, "So Annabelle, how do you know Buffy?  Are you a friend of her sister's?"

Once again, Mike picks up Merry and DASHES!

The new guy is somewhat unlikely to be able to keep up, let alone the actual bad guys. No mere man can run that fast...

17:12, Today: Michael Smith rolled 23 using 1d10+14. RUN LIKE THE WIND!

Summers House:

Graham looks around and sees no clue to where Buffy and her friends had gone.  As he noticed before, there were plenty of sleeping bags and cots lying about indicating she had a lot of house guests.  Then something catches his eye; he sees an envelope with the words "To Whom It May Concern" written on it.

Underground:

The two Turok-Hans are getting closer, one slows down and approaches Daniel, ready to engage.  The other one bolts past Daniel and maintains pursuit of Mike and Merdith.  In vain it seems, as Mike is running with enough speed to impress even The Flash.

OCC: Yes Graham, your roll was correct.

OCC: Daniel now has a Turok-Han in front of him ready for a fight, Daniel has initiative.  Mike and Merry still have one in pursuit, your lead is now four rounds.  If Mike wins the next roll,  he's outrun the creature.

Annabelle answers from the kitchen as she is scrubbing the dirt of her trainers in the sink.

"I came here with Mister Giles, Buffy's watcher.  It was four of us, Mister Giles, two other girls, and me.  All three of us girls are Slayers in Training."

"Slayers-in-training, huh?  What does that mean," Graham replied while picking up the envelope.  Looking at for a moment, Graham flipped it over and opened the envelope.  Carefully he removed the contents and looked at it.

Mike slows down a little, figuring he already lost the enemy.

"Think it's gone now..."


23:43, Today: Michael Smith rolled 16 using 1d10+14. Faster then a speeding bullet?

"It's difficult to explain," Annabelle begins as she still scrubs her trainers while answering Graham from the kitchen.

"Not every girl can become a Slayer.  The Watcher's Council has some way of determining which girls may be the Slayer one day and when they do, a watcher is sent to the girl and he trains her for the day she might be the Slayer. According to Mr. Giles, Buffy was never identified this way. She became the Slayer with no training beforehand.

Summers House:

Graham finds a letter inside the envelope.

"My name is Victoria Davis and I'm from Miami, Florida.  If you read this note, you're probably a policeman who's investigating a missing person case.  Lots of missing persons actually.  This morning a bunch of us are going off to a big fight at the high school to stop the ultimate evil.  You probably wouldn't believe the details, but you know it was a really big deal since the town is now abandoned.  If you find this note, I'm now dead and so is everyone else because we lost.  Or maybe it was a tie, because if the bad guys won, they've probably destroyed the town or something.  Just tell my mom and dad I'm dead and that I died a hero so they won't spend the rest of their lives waiting for me to come home. Thanks."

That's all the was in the envelope.

Underground:

The Turok-Han in pursuit of Mike and Merry stops, his quarry now well out of range.  He turns back in the direction he came, seeing his fellow ubervamp fighting one lone human.  He heads back in that direction.

OCC: Mike and Merry are safe, but their pursuer is now coming back towards Daniel.

Underground, other end:


Admittedly stakes weren't Daniel's go to choice for problem solving.  But it only ever took one encounter with a vampire to convince anyone to always keep one handy.  Landing a straight kick at the vamp's torso, Daniel takes the opportunity to pull out a stake.  Lucky for Daniel, the creature reels from his kick and steps back on a rock, landing on his back as he hurls a weak kick towards Daniel that misses.

Just then Daniel notices what's going on several yards down the tunnel:  One more Turok-Han has made it through the mob and down in the tunnel.  Wait, another one does.  And another. Three more Turok-Hans are down at the other end of the tunnel and coming his way.

Meanwhile, the Turok-Han who has given up on chasing Mike and Merry is turning around and coming Daniel's way.

OCC: Daniel now has one TH in front of him but on the ground, and three more coming his way, they have some ground to cover, he has three turns until they get to him.  He has two turns until the Turok-Han behind him makes it to him. If he wants to run the same way Mike went, he only has to get past the one coming back.

Daniel was impulsive but not an idiot.  Fighting a losing number's game was not on the itinerary.  Keeping his stake firmly within his grasp he turned around without missing a beat began sprinting in the same direction the others went to find the straggler vamp.  Much rather wanting to deal with the super vamp in that direction than the four currently after his attention.

10:23, Today: Daniel Whitlock rolled 19 using 1d10+12. Woosh.

Summer's Residence

"I think I know where to look for the Slayer and the rest of her group," Graham said after reading the letter from the Davis girl.  He moved into the kitchen.  "It appears they all went to Sunnydale High School to take care of some 'ultimate evil.'  And at least one of them wasn't certain they would make it out alive."

At the last statement, he holds out the letter to Annabelle.  "I found a letter from Victoria Davis.  Sounds like some letters we used to write just before leaving on a mission with a good chance of not returning."
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Underground:

Daniel runs like a speeding bullet, putting distance between himself and the four Turok-Hans behind him.

And also getting closer to the one Turok-Han who is rushing up to meet him.

Closer.....closer.........

OCC: Daniel and the one Turok-Han are about to be face to face.  If Daniel attacks, he will have initiative.

Annabelle washes the soap from her hands then drains the sink as she looks at the letter.

"I know what "Ultimate Evil" she's talking about.  The First Evil.  According to Mr. Giles, it is the evil that predates all other evil. It had a plot to wipe out the Slayer line by sending out its agents known as the Bringers to kill all the Potential Slayers like me, then it would finally kill the Slayer herself. The First has some other kind of agent..............but I can't seem to remember what that is at the moment.

Momentum was a hell of a thing especially when getting right out of dodge.  The moment the Turok Han came into view Daniel leapt forward slamming the fist holding his stake down into the vamp's forehead with a superman punch. The creature growl in pain.  Upon landing he wouldn't wait to find out if contact was made going on the offensive would twist his body to so as to try and launch a roundhouse kick towards its jaw, but this time the ubervamp moved out of the way.  "Sorry no time to talk."  Obviously experienced in the trenches of a good scrap now and then he'd retract his limbs to guard himself after his initial flurry although stumbling slightly to get comfortable as the Turok-Han reached forward with both arms, grabbing Daniel by the neck.

OCC: Turok-Han has Daniel by the neck, and probably not to give him a kiss.  Daniel can try to break free with a strength doubled roll before the vamp makes his attack.  Daniel can still attack as well.

Daniel wasn't a fan of any opportunity to get a first hand account of undead halitosis.  Even less so when it had friends nearing with every second from behind.  So one could imagine that having a pair of unfriendly arms wrapped around his neck wasn't the most comfortable sensation at the time.  With no time to waste Daniel didn't even consider protecting himself taking advantage of the vampire's other wise occupied arms, occupied grasping his neck mind you but still occupied, to send an elbow into its head.  Immediately swinging downwards afterwards driving the stake into the bloodsucker's heart. The vampire let's out a half growl, that is quickly cut off as he turns to dust.

Daniel doesn't have long to savor his victory as he turns back to see the undead's four buddies getting cloer.

OCC: One down, four getting closer.  Probably a good time to run.

Spotting the group of pursuers nearing Daniel would sigh.  "I like Star Wars as much as the next guy, but I think the New Hope gag is ridiculous."  Reminded of his share of Harrison Ford classics Daniel wouldn't sit around to exchange barbs with creatures that couldn't even mutter their own names.  Taking off in a full sprint his body would move with such grace that one would be hard pressed to prove he was ever in a fight.


21:29, Today: Daniel Whitlock rolled 20 using 1d10+12. Make Like Indiana Jones and Scram.

Meanwhile, Mike takes Merry to the nearest tunnel that leads to the surface...and the sun. Once she's safe, he can afford to re-enter battle against the turok han. As long as they're in small groups, anyway.

As Daniel bolts down the tunnel, the sound of Turok-Han growling echoes all the way back to him.  And it's getting louder. With a glance over his shoulder, he will see more of them have now squeezed through the trap door.  He can't make out the exact number, except it's a lot!

A shadowy form appears in front of Daniel, then as he gets closer, he realizes it's Mike on the way back to help.

OCC: Lots more Turok-Hans on the way.  The spot Michael left Merry at leads to a manhole cover that leads out onto the street which is covered in shade this time of day, so Michael can safely exit without burning up.

Summers House:

Annabelle grabbed the nearest dish towel and dried off her shoes.  "Come on lets get to the high school, I"m sure the Slayer and her friends have already won and we'll meet them on the way back."

She went into the living room and looked around for her jacket and backpack. Not seeing them she stepped outside to the front yard and waited for Graham to catch up.

With a bad feeling growing in his gut, Graham left the letter on the kitchen counter and followed Annabelle out the door. "The High School is this way," he said with a toss of his head as he passed Annabelle and headed down the street towards Sunnydale High.
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Daniel pointed in the direction behind Michael.  Considering how fast Michael could hoof it, he assumed the man could take care of himself.  Not that two on four evened the numbers game by a large amount.  "We might want to get out of dodge.  Unless you want to clean house first to thin their numbers.  But stragglers are starting to get through."

"I'm coming." Annabelle shouts after Graham.

Then she stops and looks at the manhole cover in the middle of the street.

"Wait!  I thought I heard voices down there.  Help me with this cover, maybe it's the Slayer and her friends on the way back!" Annabelle shouts as she rushes over to the cover and starts to pull.

Underground: 

As Mike and Daniel look down the tunnel, they see the four ubervamps stop and wait.  Then they look back towards their buddies who are on their way.  Looks like they're smart enough to attack these two heroes in numbers.  It looks like at least ten more are coming.

But then Mike's enhanced vamp hearing picks up something, sounds like two voices, one female and one male coming from the vicinity of the spot he left Meredith.

OCC: More ubervamps on the way, the first four are waiting for their pals to catch up, then move in at once.  Right now they are five turns away from your current position.

"Coming through the sewers? Buffy is totally going to be upset about this," Graham replied with shake of his head before jogging over to help lift up the manhole cover.  As the cover was lifted out and to the side, he looked down to see what the sunlight exposed in the sewers below.
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"Rrr. Can't take that many of 'em. Get out of here. We need a choke point so we can take them down one at a time."

A choke point...like, say, the manhole he just sent Merry up through. At least it was in the shade up there.

"Follow me."

And back to the path up. It's okay if they catch up, they can only climb up one at a time, and the guy who comes up first can be staked easily enough. And then they just got mowed down while they're trying to pull themselves up out of the manhole.
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Michael and Daniel follow Merry up ladder and out of the now open hole. They find a teenage girl and a guy holding the manhole cover.

The side of the street in back of them (Summers house side) is now covered in shade which extends about halfway across the street and the manhole.

Everyone can hear the sound of Turok-Hans growling coming from down the hole.  And it's getting closer.

OCC: Turok-Hans getting closer.  Half the street is now covered in shade, the other half still sunny.  So if they start coming out of the hole and you can throw or hit one onto the other side of the street, the sunlight will do the rest.
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"Um, who are y'all? And what is that noise?" Graham asked while cocking his head to the side.  His bad feeling in his gut was getting worse. And these were definitely not the Slayer or any of her gang that he recognized.
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"Turok Han. Incoming. At least a dozen, maybe more. I'm going to try to stake them all as they come up the manhole cover. It should like an assembly line of stakings till they get smart enough to get past me. The key is not getting surrounded."

Mike takes up a position to where he can stake any turok han foolish enough to come up. And then prepare to stake the next couple running up after the first.

The growling gets louder, and then suddenly before anyone can blink one Turok-Han emerges halfway out of the hole.

Annabelle looks over at the girl who came from underground. She looks familiar, but before Annabelle can ponder this, the monster emerges from the hole.

"Oh my God!!!  No!!!! Not one of them!!!!!!  Not again!!!!!" The look on Annabelle's face is pure undiluted terror.  But you don't have long to look as she turns and bolts back towards the Summers house and almost breaks down the front door to get back inside.




Annabelle Berkshire rolled 4 using 1d10+1. fear test.

The ubervamp is still about to climb out of the hole, he pauses for just a moment to watch the girl running away, then quickly glance around at the prey in front of him, deciding whose blood he wants first.


OCC: One Turok-Han coming up.  Since Michael was in ambush postion he gets to attack the ubervamp first.

Mike, of course, was prepared for just such a thing to happen, and swiftly aims his stake at the poor fool's heart. The creature's howl of pain is cut off as he explodes to dust.

And if two more come up, he's ready for that too.  And they do, a second Turok-Han emerges and explodes to dust as the stake connects with his heart, followed by a third.

Then nothing.  The growling noise gets more distant.  Looks like seeding three of their own getting dusted so quickly has scared them off for now.

OCC: Turok-Han mob is leaving and heading back down the tunnel.  Good guys win this round.

After Michael's success in routing the ubervamps from getting out, Daniel would purse his lips before putting his stake away.  "So...parking a car on that man hole's on the to do list now.  Yeah I think that goes without saying.  Anyways, ready man?"  Turning his head to the side he'd note that with two more living people around the grand total of those around not trying to eat him has gone up to four.  So almost a handful.  Wonder why she bolted...oh right hordes of the undead.  Not an ice breaker.

Merry stood up and stretched, her nose wrinkling at the lingering smell of sewer and Turok-Han.  The vampires didn't smell bad per se, but threy smelled a lot.  She smiled as she saw the new stranger.  It seemed the apocalypse was wonderful for meeting cute boys!  Her eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of the girl who bolted.  Couldn't be...could it?  In this town?  Why the bloody hell not?

Merry gave Graham a quick grin.  "Meredith Crowley, delighted to meet you.  I've no doubt the pleasure's entirely yours.  If you'll excuse me, I think I just saw someone I know..."  Taking her leave before the Turok-Hans could make their way up out of the sewer, Merry Dashed towards the house the girl had run into.  She eased open the door and called out.  "Annabelle?  Is that you in there?"

Merry gets no answer from the front door.  When she gets upstairs, she hears sobbing coming from one of the bedrooms closets.   When she opens it, she finds Annabelle sitting on the closet floor, her knees pressed to her chest, with her arms wrapped around her legs.

She recoils in fear as Merry opens the door, then relaxes just a bit when she realizes it's not one of the Turok-Hans.  Annabelle's eyes are red, she's done a lot of crying very quickly.  "Are.....are they gone?   Are the....are the monsters gone?."

"Nice to meet yo-," Graham started to say as the redhead turned and headed after Annabelle.  "Okaaaay," he said watching her enter the house.  "My name is Graham.  You all don't happen to know a short blonde by the name of Buffy?  Usually hangs out with a goofy guy, a nerdy girl and an annoying sister?"  Motioning to the dust around the manhole he adds, "It appears you share her affinity for stabbing things with sharp pointy sticks."

"Annabelle!  YOu bloody cow!  It is you!  Whatever made you up and come to a Hellmouth?  You should hear the rumors they were spreading about you..."  As usual, if Merry noticed anything like PTSD, she simply plowed through it with single-minded surprise.  While Annabelle was a few years younger, their prep school had been insular, and everyone knew everyone.  It was actually quite surprising to find her there.  Especially red-eyed and puffy...from crying...

Merry finally noticed Annabelle's condition and knelt in the closet.  "You're positively a wreck my dear!  I don't know about gone from town, but I know the ones right in the neighborhood are thinking a right bit better just now, aren't they?  Damned primitive savages...at least normal vampires can be reasoned with!"

Seeing as everyone else had run inside already and the vampiric allergy to sunlight wouldn't help him and Michael forever, Daniel began walking towards the Summers Home.  He heard Sunnydale was dangerous, they even said it was a hellmouth.  Sort of like Cleveland.  But this.  This was all out of the norm even for him.  "Well at least real estate is probably cheap."

Annabelle listened as Merry's words sunk in.  She was safe from those horrid monsters for now.  And there she was, a total mess in front of one of her former school mates.  That wouldn't do at all. Even though she hadn't seen her in a few years, Annabelle had no trouble remembering the girl in front of her.  Merry was anything but forgettable.

Annabelle stood up and quickly wiped her eyes.  "Oh Merry, I know I look just beastly!" Annabelle said, referring less to her red eyes and more to the clothes she raided from Buffy's closet.  "This is the best I could find at the moment, my clothes are in the bathroom and all muddy.  We really must find the mall here, perhaps there's at leat one shop with clothes for proper British girls.  It's a long story, but I'll bring you up to speed on what I've been up to these past years. So what brings you here? And who are those boys with you? Are they your servants?"  Annabelle finishes matter of factly.

Mike, meanwhile, hangs out. In the SHADE, thank you very much.

"Hmmph. Doesn't seem like they're stupid enough to test their luck on my assembly line stakings anymore. Still, chokepoints like that are the best way to beat large numbers."

To the assembled.

"Name's Mike, by the way."

"Choke points often make good kill zones," Graham agreed.  "Nice to meet you Mike.  Looks like everyone else has gone inside.  I better check on Annabelle, seeing how she freaked out and all."

Graham moves toward the house and upon entering calls out, "Annabelle, you ok?"

Not seeing anyone on the first floor and hearing voices upstairs, Graham headed up to the landing and called out again, "Annabelle, you up here?  Our new friend Mike appears to have killed the vampires so I think it is safe to come out now."

Annabelle stepped out of the bedroom to see Graham.  "Over here.  I'm alright.   Sorry................I........lost it for a moment." she said cautiously.

Annabelle was internally debating what to tell these people.  She feared those Turok-Han creatures for a good reason, but now she surely must look weak to them for running like she did.

"Yeah, it's safe, all the vampires are dead.  Except me." a voice at the bottom of the stairs says.

"And me.  Not so safe after all huh?"said another voice from the same vicinity.

Annabelle, Merry, and Graham look to see two vampires at the bottom of the stairway. Not Turok-Hans, regular vampires, if there is such a thing.

And they are both coming closer.

To be continued.
This message was last edited by the GM at 00:36, Thu 07 Feb 2013.