At the magic store:

But before the girls can make another move, they notice they are not alone.

Outside the shop, you see four shadowy forms, spread several feet apart.  The glare from the street lights gives you enough of a look at their faces.  Pale white skin, symbols where eyes should, and wearing black robes.

Bringers.  Looks like not all of them are at the base.

If Annabelle and Emilia want to leave they will have to go through them.

At the base:

"Yes, yes.  Gangs on PCP.  That is a big problem in Sunnydale.  Perhaps you two civilians can tell us how you came to be involved in all this."the police chief says as he and his two men maintain a safe distance.

"Oh crumbs!  Emilia we've got to get out of here now!  Come on, let's look for a backway exit."Annabelle says grabbing Emilia by the arm and heading for the back of the magic store, hoping to find a back door.

Emilia pulled out the flare gun and aimed at the entrance way, "How do they see?" She asked, 'Probably something unbelievable she thought to herself' She backed up standing back to back with Annabelle "Not vampires I take it?"

She searched around for a weapon of some sort that didn't involve letting off a starburst flare inside an enclosed shop.


09:26, Today: Emilia Grey rolled 6 using 1d10+5. Searching... Searching.

(OCC: ugh this girl just shouldn't search for things)

Stumbling around looking for anything she found a jar of chicken feet, "This?" She asked then shook her head realizing how dumb that was.

Mike shook his head.

"There's little time for that, officer. There's two girls who ran off by themselves into the hellhole that is Sunnydale without adequate support by people who can fight off...gangs on PCP. May I humbly suggest we find them first, then discuss things?"

Saving lives has to take priority.

At the magic shop:

Emilia fails to find anything useful as a weapon. The girls find a back door, open it to find another door right in front of them and a stairway going upwards to their left.  They open the second door to find the back exit to the store.

And two Bringers waiting for them at this exit too.




At the base: "Alright, everybody in the police cruiser.  Let's go find these two girls."the chief says as he and the two cops head back to the car.

"You two go with the chief.  I can't abandon my post."the lieutenant says.

Annabelle slams and locks the door then scrambles to the left up the stairs.
"Come on Emilia!  Hopefully this stairway leads to the roof!"she shouted.

"No those are not vampires.  They are what you call Bringers.  They have the mystical ability to see despite having no eyes, so a blinding attack will do us no good.  They are nowhere near as powerful as vampires, but as you can see they carry big knives."Annabelle shouts as she dashes up the stairs."If we can get to the roof where they can only come at us from the doorway, we may have a chance."

Emilia puffed to keep up with Annabelle as she ran away, still holding the flare gun, "What about fire it still burns them right?" She said slightly out of breath, She followed Annabelle as best she could,

At the magic shop:

The girls reach the top of the stairs and find the door luckily unlocked.  They come out to find themselves on the roof with a good view, they went up three flights of stairs and are now on top of a three story building.

You don't hear the sound of thundering footsteps behind you, the Bringers haven't been able to break down the locked door.  Yet.

"Yes fire works against them and so do grenades."Annabelle says as she reaches into Emilia's bag and pulls out one of the grenades she previously stashed there.  "I'll cover the door, if any Bringers come pouring out, they'll get an unpleasant surprise.  Why don't you use the flare gun for its intended purpose and signal for help.  They should be able to see it from the base.  Or in the unlikely event the police are out tonight, they'll show up and shoot the Bringers for being on drugs. That's what they've done to everyone else so far.

Mike got in the cruiser...he had to have some faith this guy was the real deal, and wouldn't delay him from getting to the enemy. However, he wasn't completely trusting...he sat down in the front seat of the car, just in case...

A minute later, the police crusier pulled out with its five occupants leaving the lieutenant behind on the base.

"Where do we start looking?  Any idea where those girls might have gone?"asks the chief.

"Well, he last thing I heard them wanting to do was...get ahold of some occult paraphanalia...should probably head to stores that sell that stuff first.

It's the only way he can explain it.

"Okay boys, let's head for the nearest occult shop. Don't turn on the lights and the siren, let's keep a low profile."said the chief as the police cruiser picked up speed away from the base and into town.

"We know where the occult shops are in town.  A lot of kids on drugs are into that stuff as well."

Emilia let the flare gun off the huge explosion lighting up the nights sky "Just hope we haven't told every vampire where we are" She said looking around and reloading the flaregun

The flare goes up high in the air.

In the police cruiser on its way to Sunnydale, the chief shouts;"Look at that flare!  It has to be those two girls signaling for help!  Head for the flare!"The policeman driving presses the pedal as the cruiser speeds to the site of the flare's origin.

The four Bringers up front gain access to the magic shop, not difficult since the girls had already dealt with the front lock.  They quickly head for the back and unlock that door allowing their two comrades in. Then the six Bringers race up the stairs, one after the other. They reach the locked door leading to the roof, but after some quick stabbing action, they get through the lock.

The door flies open as the first Bringer comes through the door. Luckily, the doorway is narrow, so only one can come through at a time.   The first Bringer looks over at Annabelle and Emilia, his knife shining under the moonlight.

OCC:Combat thread time for Annabelle and Emilia.  Mike and Buffybot can't join in yet because they have not arrived.  Police car should be pulling up to the store by next round.

"No!  Don't hurt us!  We're just girls!  Here, I'll give you this nice faberge egg if you leave us alone!"Annabelle shouts as she tosses the grenade at the lead Bringer.  "Get down Emilia!"she shouts as she turns away from the blast zone.

The grenade didn't quite land where she wanted, but close enough as it exploded knocking the first Bringer back, and the shockwave rattled his comrades as well.

As Annabelle threw the grenade Emilia ducked behind the door, "Fire in the hole!" She said then waited till after the explosion to fire her flare gun down the narrow hallway, hitting the first Bringer who was an easy target due to still being rattled by Annabelle's grenade toss.  The flare exploded into his chest sending him crashing back into the other Bringers.

The combination of the grenade blast and the first Bringer going down from the flare shot give the girl's time to catch their breath.

And for the police cruiser to make the scene as it screechs to a halt in front of the magic store (they something is up since they just heard the grenade blast)  Everyone in the car can see Annabelle and Emilia up on the roof, no sign of Bringers from their vantage point, but they see the front door wide open.

But now the second Bringer closest to the top manages climb over the first and make it out to the roof as he runs to attack the girls.

OCC:Combat thread for everybody.  One Bringer coming at Annabelle and Emilia, the others are bottlenecked on the stairway due to the first one being down from the flare shot. Mike and Buffybot can come up the stairs and attack the Bringers at the rear.

If Buffybot wanted a sneak surprise this would easily a golden oppourtunity. She nods at Mike and begins her melee attack something that she does the best. "Is this a private party or can we cut in?"Hopefully the Bringer trapped in the rear don't know YET what hit them.


Mike ran in silently, wanting to attack with surprise. If they didn't hear him coming, he might be able to do significantly more damage then they think they can do. And then he decks the closes bringer in the back of the head. Twice!

But the last two Bringers in the line are easy prey as they were focused on getting up to the roof, and were victims of the pounding attacks by Mike and Buffybot. Both Bringers quickly go tumbling down the stairs and land at the bottom.

Their presence now revealed, three of the four Bringers turn to deal with the two heroes, their knives ready for action.

Emilia saw the bringer approaching, realizing she had never been in a fight herself her two or three lessons at Tai Quon Do not withstanding she attempted to kick the Bringer as he came up the stairs then prepared to defend against the counter attack.

Annabelle rushed in after Emilia, aiming a spin kick at the Bringer.  Best to finish this fast, although they won't with the lack of skill they just displayed. Annabelle grimaced internally, as she observed Emilia's unimpressive kick followed by her pathetic one.


The Bringers easily evaded Emilia's attack, but Bringers aren't nearly as fast as Turok-Hans making him easy prey for Annabell's unremarkable spin kick.

But he's still got some fight left in him as he moves in with his knife towards Annabelle and drives the knife into her stomach. He quickly withdraws the knife, now covered in copious amounts of Annabelle's blood.

Meanwhile you hear two gunshots coming from the bottom of the stairs, sounds like the cops finished off the two Bringers at the bottom.

OCC: Back to the combat thread for everyone. 26 points of damage to Annabelle.  Four Bringers still left, one on the roof, three coming after Mike and Buffybot in the stairway.

Annabelle stepped back and put her hands on the  wound, then looked at the large amounts of blood on her hands.  You see stark raving fear in her eyes.

For about a second.

She looks over at Emilia, then back to the blood on her hands, then to the Bringer.  "You arrogant bastard!  You think a lowly sychophant like you will be the end of me?!"Her fear is now replaced by rage.  After all she's been through, no single Bringer will get the best of her.

You can hear her growl as she charges across the roof and tackles the Bringer, driving him back several inches before bringing him to the ground.  The Bringer drops his knife, losing his grip from the impact.

"oh my god oh my god!" Emilia screamed looking at the blood pouring from her new friend, shaken and rattled she felt her heart pumping in her head drowning out the world around her as Annabelle slam tackled the Bringer both of them falling down the staircase Emilia startled and shaken remained frozen to the spot unable to move.

Mike could smell the blood easily. Vampires can always smell blood, particularly in copius amounts like that. Suddenly supremely motivated to deck bringers like there's no tomorrow, he punches out the next one in front of him as he hurries on to save the girls.

"Out of my way!" he screams as yet another Bringer is overwhelmed by his punches and goes tumbing down the stairs.

Buffybot let Mike do the talking for now. Her processors figured out that he was already in the zone. She focuses her attention on the next Bringer who already knows their presence.  The Bringer seemed to superhumanly dodge her attack, then the two Bringers both moved forward with their knives each stabbing the robot in the midsection. Sparks flew from both of the open wounds.

Both Bringers look at each other, confused.  What is she?!

Downstairs you hear another gunshot, as the cops finish off the Bringer Mike knocked down the stairs.

Mike makes it to the roof to find Annabelle bleeding profusely, but on top of
one bringer while Emilia is standing a few feet away in a state of shock.

OCC: Back to the combat thread. 26 points of damage to Buffybot.  Three Bringers left, one on the roof currently downed by Annabelle's tackle, two more on the stairs engaging Buffybot.

With the Bringer now down in front of her, Annabelle reaches forward with both hands and to grabs the Bringer around the neck.

"How did you like that you nancy ninja boy?  I've got more!"she said with a gleam in her eye, oblivious to the her loss of blood at the moment.

Priorities. Mike was fairly certain the bot could take care of itself. These two girls, not so much. Despite the face Anna had the guy pinned and grappled, he decided to help her out by savagely kicking the downed bringer in the head a couple times.  Wham!  Wham! The Bringers's head makes a cracking sound as Mike's powerful feet connect.

Then he turned, ready to pin the other bringers between himself and the bot. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide...

Managing to control herself for a moment Emilia kicked the Bringers head as Annabelle was strangling him. Wham!  This Bringer is definitely finished as his head now resembles a soccer ball losing air.


Buffybot took some damage and she wasn't happy at all. She snarls a bit and she needed to keep her secret just a bit longer as far as the Bringer were concerned. "Ok Ugly youre not going anywhere!"  The robot punches one Bringer twice, sending him tumbling down the stairs.  But the other one is still fresh as he once again drives his knife into her midsection creating a third wound.

Blam!  Another gunshot.  The cops are doing their part to finish off the Bringers, the heroes send down the stairs.


OCC:13 points of damage to Buffybot.  One Bringer left on the stairs with Mike on one side of him, Buffybot on the other.

With the threat of the Bringers on the roof dealt with, Annabelle picks herself up and examines her wound.  Then she attends to the next order of business, keep Emilia from getting hysterical again. Michael should be able to finish off the remaining Bringers with a minimum of fuss.

"Emilia, everything's okay.  It's not as bad as it looks.  It's like when you get a tiny paper-cut that just keeps on bleeding.  We'll get a bandage on it and I'll be just peachy.






OCC: Annabelle spending an I think I'm okay drama point.
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Mike saw the Bringer manage to damage the bot yet again. Quite sick of Bringers and their knives, he lands another of his double punch combos at the back of the bringer, intending to send him flying down the stairs to the cops, who were doing an admirable job of launching coup de gras.


Buffybot was eager to dish out the damage as opposed to taking it. With the last Bringer between the two of them she is hoping that a quick double team would drop the last hostile so the cops can finish them off. Her blow connects this time.

The double team attack overwhelms the last Bringer as he goes flying down the stairs.

BLAM!  And another cop's bullet finishes the job.


OCC: That's all of them, back to the regular thread.

Mike headed back up to check on the girls. Even if the wound wasn't as deep as he originally thought it was, that BLOODSMELL was everywhere. Irritated that the smell was making him hungry, he growled out, "So, has a lesson been learned about running off yet? We've already had people die doing this..."

What fools these mortals be...

Buffybot looks back at Mike. She didn't want to tip things out of control. She is more of a woman of action and will leave the diplomacy to someone far more qualified. Still something HAD to be said. "I hope the shopping stop was relevant because things would've gone badly. WHAT IN THE HELLMOUTH WERE YOU THINKING?! I don't know how you do this on the other side of the pond but here the rules are different."She looks at Annabelle and Emilia.

Emilia smiled "Well mission accomplished, we've got some magic sand that can dust vampires, if this had been an attack from vampires we probably could been ok, unfortunately these guys aren't the same." Her hands were still shaking as she looked at Annabelle again, if the young girl had died Emilia would probably have been next, "More importantly how the heck are we going to get out of this place."

Annabelle glares at the sparks popping out of the wounds of Buffybot's chest then makes eye contact with the robot."I have one stab wound to your three.  You have nothing to crow about."

"I think we're okay Emilia."she said turning to her friend.  "Michael has nothing better to do than chastise us, so all the Bringers have been dealt with, now....................

Annabelle freezes in mid-sentence as she looks down onto the street and sees the police car.  "Oh my God!!  More psychotic police have shown up!!  I thought those gunshots were from the military men you brought!!  They've finished off the Bringers and now they'll come for us!  We've got to find away off the roof!"



OCC:Remember the lieutenant sent the girls out of the room before the phone call, they don't know the cops are on our side.

"No young lady, we're the good cops."

You all turn to the sound of the voice and see the chief exiting the stairway up to the rooftop.

"As I explained to your friends, we're the real cops, the good cops.  We think there are some criminals posing as police officers in Sunnydale."
he says as he steps closer to Annabelle."First things first, we need to get that wound patched up.  We've got first aid supplies in our cruiser and we can call the paramedics if necessary."

Annabelle cautiously approached the chief and let him lead her down the stairs.
"It's not as bad as it looks, your first aid kit should be sufficient."

She made it a point to keep her distance from Michael.  Ensouled or not, blood was still blood.  Putting fresh human blood in front of him was like waving a six pack in front of a recovering alcoholic.

Part of the reason Mike was grumpy about them running off is that they got injured, bloodily. And bloodsmell reminded him of what he was. He wasn't a 'superhero' using his powers for the greater good. He was a vampire, cursed, and using power meant for destruction to save people. But bloodsmell reminded him of the kind of destruction he was supposed to be bringing.

He kept his distance from Annabelle too, grumbling about, "Idiots who run off getting themselves hurt...should learn a lesson about that..."

The chief turns to the other three before escorting Annabelle down.

"Does anyone else need.................what the hell is that??!!"
he says drawing his gun and pointing it at Buffybot, now that he's just gotten a good look at her wounded chest and sees machinery where there should be blood.

Mike said, rather blandly, "A tactical war machine on loan from the military. They use machines like this against opponents against which conventional military tactics are of little use. It looks like a young girl in order to operate in public with minimal fuss. Most people would freak if they saw the terminator walking down the street, ya know."

It should sound vaguely reasonable.

The chief continues to point his gun, without batting an eye, then he lowers it ever so slightly.

"What was that?  Run that by me again."



OCC:Mike needs to make an influence roll to see if the chief believes that explanation.  Intelligence plus influence skill plus d10.

(It'll be close... 18:05, Today: Michael Smith rolled 11 using 1d10+6. Influence?)

Mike nodded patiently, and said, "Very top secret project. Even the Lieutenant didn't know at the base. There was someone on the base who did, but he didn't survive the recent attack on it."

The chief pauses for a couple of seconds (but seems like a couple of hours to Mike)
then; "Makes sense.  And I've seen stranger things in this town."

He turns back to Annabelle and helps her down the stairs.  "Come on young lady, we're going to get that wound taken care of."

Well now, Michael missed his true calling.  He could have had a bright future in politics pulling off falsehoods like that.Annabelle thought to herself.

Or maybe the police were just morons, Mr. Giles alluded that fact when she arrived in Sunnydale.  She walked with the chief downstairs and notices two other policeman cleaning up the Bringer bodies.  She was suprised Michael didn't come back with some of the soliders unless there was something going on at the base he hasn't mentioned yet.

Twenty minutes later, Annabelle's stab wound has been bandaged and she is now wearing a nifty black Sunnydale police t-shirt instead of the soaked in blood shirt she borrowed from the Summers house.

The two cops have lined gathered up the Bringer bodies on the floor of the magic store and covered them with a sheet.

The chief is talking on his cell phone, moments later he hangs up and looks at Mike.  "I need to speak to you alone for a moment."

Mike nods, and departs with the chief to talk about whatever it is he wants to talk about.

The chief leads Mike a few yards away from everyone else so they can talk alone.  "You no doubt have figured out that Sunnydale isn't like other towns.  We're aware of that too at the police department. The "gangs on PCP" is just our cover story, which most people are more than willing to buy. Until we figure out a way to crack that dome, we're going to keep on protecting the civilians that are here. Now we're going to take you and your friends to a safehouse for the night, we use it to keep government witnesses safe and I'll post an officer to stand guard until morning when the vampires go back inside.

Mike nods for a moment, and says, "So you do know. I try not to be the first person to bring up supernatural occurances. Yeah, I've been fighting them too. At the military base, before that...for a while now. The Lieutenant knows too, if you were wondering. However, all his men are dead, and he's alone on that base now. I'm not convinced it's a great idea to leave him there by himself. Too many things can go wrong. Safehouse is a great idea, we'll take it. But don't be afraid to call me for backup if you need it. I'm used to dealing with unnatural opponents."

The chief nods, "We'll get you there in a minute.  I've called for another unit to get over here, a police car can't transport seven. I'll see what I can do about getting the lieutenant to get somewhere safe, but those military guys are difficult about the whole leaving their post thing.  Watch out for those two girls, two non-American minors and we can't contact their parents much less get them home.  I'll feel a lot better once we figure a way out of this dome and get them on the other side of the Atlantic.

The chief glances in Buffybot's direction then back to Mike.  "You want to leave the robot here?  Or have my men gun it down?  I'm not sure you can trust that thing, especially with it being damaged.  It may turn on you, circuits could malfunction and it may think you and those girls are the enemy."

Mike shook his head. "Those are only knife wounds it's suffered, most of which are on the torso. Most of the OS mechanics are located elsewhere, mostly in improbable locations. The point is that an enemy won't know where to stab unless they know how it's designed. Even a shot to the head won't do what you think it will. Anyway, it's a self repairing model. It's taken damage before, and the damage goes away with time. Nanomachines, or something like that."

You all see a second police car pull up with one officer in it."Alright then,"the chief says to Mike, then turns to everyone.

"All of you climb into one of the police cars, we are taking you to a safe location to spend the night."

Annabelle takes Emilia by the wrist and pulls her into the back of the newly arrived police car.  "We'll take this one!"she shouts as she climbs in the back and looks down at her newly acquired Sunnydale PD t-shirt.

"My wardrobe status just keeps getting lower and lower today.  Emilia, be a peach and loan me something out of your luggage once we reacquire it."

Emilia smiled "Sweetie of course, although" she looked at annabelle, "Hopefully will have something that will fit." She said with a shrug her bag still in the car.

(OCC: sorry been out of coms for a few days)

Buffybot covers her knife wounds. "No one answered my question. Still let's get out of here. I think the LT will need to be located or he'll need backup from Sunnydale PD."She makes her way into one of the polices cars.

As usual, he and the bot seem to get one car, and the two girls seem to insist on taking the other car. Well, that's for the best. No matter how well bandaged Anna was, he could still smell her blood from way over here. At least the bot didn't have blood.

The chief answers Buffybot as he climbs into the car with her and Mike.  I'll send a man or two over to the base tonight to watch the lieutenant.  Like I told your friend, getting him to leave his post would be near impossible."

The two police cars pull out and ten minutes later pull into the Sunnydale's upscale neighborhood finally pulling up in front of a two story house. The house looks expensive and the lawn has been recently cut, no unsightly overgrown yard.  "The family that lived here died unexpectedly and the police department purchased the house, we use it for hiding witnesses and such.  Most of the funishings are still in the house."says the chief as he leads them up to the front door.

The chief has a key for the front door, he enters and says "Come on in, make yourselves at home. Don't worry about the lack of electricity in town, this house has an emergency generator" he says to everyone behind him as he turns on the lights.

Michael will have now have no trouble entering, since the house is owned by the police department, the chief has the capacity to invite him in.
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Emilia looked around the house at the entered, it was a little garish but then most american households were, it seemed to be a mixture of class and crass, she sighed and shook her head when she noticed an abstract painting upside down. "Guest it will have to do darlings."

"There are three bedrooms upstairs and one downstairs."The chief looks at the other three cops.  "Rivers, you stay here and guard our guests while the three of us fan out and check to be sure no one is here who shouldn't be."

Five minutes later, the chief and the two cops return.  "It's all clear. There's food in the kitchen, at least enough to get you through the night  Rivers and I are leaving now, but these two officers are going to stay here with you all night.  Try to get some sleep."

The chief and the other cop depart, leaving the four of you and two cops in the house.

Emilia looked around the house "Two cops a damaged android and a member of the fang pack." She sighed, "Right well food it is, Annabelle what would you like?"

"Probably asking too much for them to have some fresh blueberries with low fat yogurt which is what's on my mind right now."Annabelle said following Emilia into the kitchen.  "If they have any kind of real fruit, I'll take that. After our late night snack, let's grab two bedrooms upstairs. If two policeman are guarding us for the night, I see no reason to sleep in shifts."

She shouts in the direction of the living room"Michael, are you going to sleep now or stay up for a while longer?"

Mike says about what one might expect him to say, which is, "I'm not gonna be all that sleepy till the sun rises. Of course, when that happens, I'll want to sleep till sunset if I can."

"Right then.  Emilia and I are gong to retire after we have our late night snack."she shouts back in Michael's direction.

"Feels more like a lite breakfast, it's morning London time.  I'm all messed up."she says to Emilia.

Meanwhile in the living room, the two police officers grab a chair, one closest to the front window, the other on the opposite side of the room.

"You two want go get some rest?  We've got this place covered and we're going to stay up until sunrise."one policeman says to Mike and Buffybot, somehow managing to keep a neutural expression and not comment on Buffybot's exposed circuitry.
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Mike smiles at that.

"Well, I always worked the night shift myself. Kind of annoying, being a grave shift worker. But I agree our...top secret project here should power down so she can repair her circuitry."

Mike makes it sound like he's just got a job that forces him to work nights, and makes no comment on what it really is.

Buffybot looks at the rooms and picks one out for herself. Of course she traveled light she could've gone to her 'house' and got some additional outfits. The two other ladies needed to eat and sleep. Part of her was concerned about that. But that would wait because she wasn't in the mood to talk to the Chief. At least not yet but for now even when she sought out the Turok Han and met her current team. She knew that she couldn't be the real thing for long. Hopefully she can become her own woman. But for now she hears Mike talking about the 'Top Secret' she knew what he meant. It didn't matter to her. They have a mission and she'll see it though. She goes back to her room and to reflect on what is happening.

Emilia prepared the late night snack and ate sparingly, she had to watch her figure, mind you she was getting a good work out over the last two days. As an after thought she took some spoons and knives from one of the draws and took them up to the room. "Just a little precaution" She said as she got to the bedroom door she hefted her rather heavy suitcase with her and laid it on the bed, "Annabelle sweetie take your pick" She smiled as the suitcase almost exploded from the clothes packed inside, "Just going to have a little precaution." She said selecting one of her bras she walked over to the bedroom door an hung it precariously off the door knob then proceeded to put the knives and spoons she had collected in one of the cups.

"Doorknob turns, cutlery falls out, we wake up." She said with a simple smile to Annabelle.

Annabelle raises both eyebrows."Clever."she said with genuine admiration.  "I'll take the next bedroom and rig my door the same."

Annabelle grabs a blue top and black pair of pants from Emilia's suitcase.  "Thank you kindly Emiila.  This will do for now. Looks like you packed enough to stay on holiday for a month."

Annabelle steps out in the hallway, then sets up her homemade doorknob alarm the same way Emilia did before stifling a yawn. "I'll see you in the morning Emilia.  It's been a brutally long day."

Annabelle and Emilia retire for the evening.

Buffybot shuts down.

Mike stays in the living room with the two cops.

Hours pass, nothing happens.

It's now 1:30am

One of the cops gets up to head for the kitchen.  "I'm going to make some more coffee.  You guys want some?"


OCC: Mike and Buffybot's life points have been adjusted to reflect the hours of regeneration/healing.

As one cop goes to make coffee, the other looks out the window. "Oh ****!  More of those weird looking Nosferatu type vampires coming this way!  One, two, three, four!!  There's four of them!!"

The other cop rushes to the living room, and both then rush out the front door.

There are four ubervamps coming up the walkway towards the front door.  Both cops draw their pistols and open fire.

BLAM!   BLAM!

Two ubervamps take a hit, but they all keep coming, they're about halfway down the walkway to the front door now.


Meanwhile upstairs, everyone has now been awakened from the sound of the gunshots.

OCC:Combat thread time for Mike. The cops will get to shoot again first before he attacks, then he's got initiative over the four ubervamps.  Everybody else is now awake on the second floor, and will be able to join in the fight next round once they get downstairs.

Woken with the gun shots Emilia pulled her eye mask off quickly, shdashing to the window she saw the ubervamps approaching, she rummaged through her bag and pulled out her sand and the tomb. "lets hope this works." She said to herself quickly reading through the spell before the vamps arrived. "Hope I got it... ANABELLE!" She yelled,

Annabelle springs out of her bed at the sound of the gunshots.  She was wearing nothing but her underpants and the Sunnydale PD t-shirt.  She quickly looks out the window to see the incoming Turok-Hans, then hearing Emilia call her name she rushes out in the hallway, but not before grabbing her wooden stake and holy water filled syringe.

"Curse us for not setting up this spell before!  We've could of taken some of Michael's blood and made the circle, now we'll need to procure the blood of a Turok-Han if we want it to work!"Annabelle shouted.  Seeing that Emilia already had the sand and the book, she shouted "Let's go!"as she lead the way downstairs.

Both girls made it to the living room, to see Mike standing in the doorway while the two cops were already outside opening fire.

Right behind the girls was Buffybot who was reacctivated by the sound of the gunshots and also made it downstairs.

Each cop fired on a Turok-Han.  BLAM!  BLAM!  Both bullets hit, but did little to slow down the ubervamps. Each vampire reached the cop that fired on them and nailed their respective cops with a kick.

Mike's strategy, for the moment, was fairly simple:Take point at the doorway, and make sure the Turok Han couldn't get around him. Using the doorway as a chokepoint would prevent them from using their superior numbers against him, and from there, he can simply punch the lights out of whichever one of them decided to try their luck first.

It'd be nice if this house counted as inhabited so they couldn't actually enter, but Mike wasn't about to rely on that. There were too many ways around the invitation rule.

But Mike's punches failed to connect with the other two Turok-Hans, these seemed a bit more skilled then most he had faced.  His usually impressive defense also failed him as both Turok-Hans each grabbed one of his arms and did a double ubervamp toss, that sent Mike doing his Superman impression as he traveled six yards in the air,finally crashing on the front lawn.

OCC: Mike takes eight points of damage from the double vamp toss.  He can snap back to his feet quickly with no penalty (usually takes two success levels with a dex plus acrobatics roll which he can accomplish before the dice is rolled).  I covered for Buffybot this round since all she can do is wake up and run downstairs.  Emilia's roll failed but it doesn't matter since you've already found the spell, but Emilia and Annabelle are missing one key ingredient; vampire blood which they must get before trying the spell.
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"Stay here Emilia!  Start drawing the mystic circle on the floor with whatever you can find to write,  I'll get you some vampire blood to trace over it!"Annabelle shouts as she runs out the front door.

Seeing the two officers plagued by Turok-Hans, she turns to her right and stabbed her holy water filled syringe at the nearest ubervamp just as he was grabbing an officer by the neck, and injects the deadly liquid into is veins.

For a second it seemed nothing happened.  Then the Turok-Han let out an unholy scream that could be heard on the next street.  You can see the smoke coming out of the creature's mouth, and his undead flesh sizzling. He dropped to the ground, writhing in pain, but did not turn to dust.

Emilia grabbed her least favorite lipstick, vamp black Ugh... what was i thinking she muttered in her head as she could hear the melee going on downstairs, she drew the circle as best she could. Then as an after thought she ran to the door and quickly made a cross on the door with the lipstick she wasn't sure if it would do any good.

Buffybot powers up and she gets her barings as she got online. Once downstairs she sees the Turok Han overpower the cops.  She attempts to blindside them."So much for any additional beauty sleep. Ok Turok turkeys lights out!" She manages to nail the undead beast as his attention was focused on the policeman he was about to bite.  The ubervamp then drops the cop and gives his full attention to the artificial slayer.

Mike found himself being grabbed and thrown, like he typically did to his enemies. And he was most displeased when they used his favorite trick on him.

"Using my own moves on me? That's just not according to Hoyle."

But this was no game, for he redoubled his efforts against the Turok Han pair he was dealing with, succeeding in decking one and had a solid defense that enabled him to avoid both their attacks this time.

OCC: Back to the combat thread.  Two THs engaging Mike, one engaing Buffybot, one down but not dusted.  Both cops still alive so far. No roll necessary Emilia, you succeeded in drawing the mystic circle.
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Annabelle steps back to the doorway and tosses the now empty syringe at Emilia."There's one down but not dust right here Emilia, get his blood!  I'm going to help Michael!"she shouts as she charges down towards the duo attacking Mike and misses a  kick at the nearest one as the Turok-Han evades her attack.

Buffybot is going to be the backup whatever the others are planning they need to do it soon. Her attention turns on the Turok-Han that dropped the cop nearest to her location. "It's showtime!" No, it's not as the primitive vampire easily avoids her attack, but she manages to evade his as well.  Both cops are now back on their feet and open fire on the ubervamp attacking Buffybot.  Blam!  Blam!  Both bullets strike, but don't bother the creature much as he remains focused on Buffybot.

Getting up and running down the stairs she saw the feral beast, fighting back her personal fear she grabbed anything sharp she could find and made a stab at the beast prepared to defender herself against the reprisals of the creature. But this one was still incapiciatated from his ingestion of holy water and offered no resistance to Emilia's blood procural.

Mike did his best to continue to deal with his two opponents, but perhaps he was thrown off a little this time, for it wasn't as clean and crisp as his last attacks. Perhaps it'd be enough anyway.  But it wasn't as both Turok-Hans avoided his attack, then one moved in with a judo flip that sent Mike to the ground again.
Both vamps looked down at him and seemed to be snickering.  They think it's really funny putting Mike on the ground repeatedly.



OCC: Back to the combat thread.  Mike takes 7 points of damage and is on the ground again, but can jump to his feet again with no roll.  Emilia no has the blood she needs and can put the vamp blood on the symbol this round.  Still three ubervamps up, the fourth still on the ground from the internal holy water attack.  Good guys have initiative.

"Scream like banshee when the spell is ready to go Emilia!  We really need it now!"Annabelle shouted as she kept her eyes on the Turok-Hans, just trying to stay alive and keep the undead duo distracted.  This is the first time she had seen two of the ubervamps handle Michael in such fashion.  That spell may be their only hope as she dodges a kick from on Turok-Han

Emilia ran back up the stairs to the symbol, "Bugger got to do more cardio, she said to herself as she panted at the top of the stairs, she ran to the symbol and placed the vamp blood in the correct place then looked back at the book to see what to do next.  Now that the circle was made, the next step was to get the vampires to stand in the circle.  Then you throw the green sand on them and say "Dust to dust" in Latin.  If it works, the vampires will be dusted.


"Yeah, yeah. Yuk it up. Let's see you try THAT one again."

He was so fully intent on making sure they couldn't get any kind of attack past his defense that he was a little too careful on offense. He instantly stood up again, and continued. The Turok-Han seemed to snicker until he failed to nail Mike, but managed to evade Mike's attack.

Up on the porch, Buffybot also failed to score a blow, but managed to not get hit by the ubervamp.

The cop next to her, figuring out bullets weren't doing much, pulled out his baton and swung at the Turok-Han, missing as well.

The other cop was the only one to nail a bad guy as he smashed his baton on the still downed Turok-Han who is still recovering from the holy water ingestion.

OCC: Next round, no damage to the good guys who still have initiative.  Three Turok-Hans still up and fighting, one still recovering from internal holy water attack.  The spell is now ready to cast, but you have to get the vamps onto the mystic circle.

Mike's perfect defense last time gave him the ability to counterattack extremely effectively, hitting hard with furious punches and not leaving himself open much at all. It's one of the more graceful combinations he's done.

Both Turok-Hans feel their jaws crack as the ensouled vampire's fists connect and they fail to return the favor.  Mike is in the zone now.

Ok we need to aim this just right Mike!" Buffybot hitting another ubervamp to weaken him more for someone to toss them in to that circle.

Emilia ran back up the stairs to the symbol, "Bugger got to do more cardio, she said to herself as she panted at the top of the stairs, she ran to the symbol and placed the vamp blood in the correct place then looked back at the book to see what to do next.

"Annabelle sweetie get your bum up here!" She shouted down the stairs

"Right then. On my way."Annabelle shouted as she took off running from the two Turok-Hans and Mike, and stopped halfway down the walkway.  She then raised her shirt and ripped off her blood soaked bandage and waved it in the direction of the ubervamps, letting them catch the scent of what was on it.

"Here boy! Here boy!  Get the blood!  Get the blood!"Annabelle shouted as she then bolted like a bat out of hell towards the house.

The two ubervamps immediately forget about Mike and blast off after Annabelle.  She moves in a flash through the front door as the two primitive vampires are in pursuit, followed by the other two, who caught the scent of the blood and join the chase.

Annabelle pauses as she reaches the mystic circle where she drops the blood source, all four vampires dive into the circle, fighting over the blood bandage. All four of them playing a macabre game of Twister as they get tangeld in each other's limbs.  It won't take them long to figure out the better source of blood is Annabelle herself. And Emilia too.

OCC: Vamps are in the circle.  Spell casting time for Emilia.  Casting roll is willpower plus occultism skill.  Need at least four success levels for the spell to work like it supposed to. May want to spend a drama point.

She began chanting trying to ignore the gradmelee going on infront of her.

"Ohomona ratha usta venusta vympyr incendum!" She chanted reading from the worlds her Latin a little foggy as she hurled the green sand at the group of Turok-Hans in the circle.


Mike knew what the plan was, and he wasn't about to follow the enemies into the circle that was drawn. All he was going to do was set up a blockade (and push them back in) if they got enough of a clue to try and jump out.

But the ubervamps were still too busy fighting over the blood source to think of anything else. Then it happens.  The Turok-Hans all freeze and let out a howl of pain as if someone had staked them in the heart.

FOOM!  FOOM! FOOM! FOOM!  All four explode to dust. Then both the vampire dust and the green sand turn to mist and quickly evaporate into the air leaving nothing behind except the magic circle.

OCC: All Turok-Hans dusted by the spell.  Back to the main thread for everyone. 

Emilia looked at her hand then at the circle her heart began to flutter as she felt a small rush of power. "Cool Beans!" She said with a slight amount of astonishment, "Mike are you bleeding? Really want to try that again on the next group." She giggled a little hysterically.

Mike shook his head.

"Can't say I am. The turok han thought it was funny to try their new jujitsu moves on me. Not so funny anymore."

Emilia smiled at him "Well next time please just put some in this and give it to me." She said handing him the small syringe. "Right better look after the cops are they alive?" She asked

Mike shrugged, and poked himself with the syringe, siphoned off some blood, and left it with the two magettes. It's the least he could do to keep them safe when he couldn't be pounding the faces of their enemies in.

Emilia smiled as she took hold of the syringe "Perfect." With that she went to the book to see if she could find some more cool spells to use. "Annabelle do you know of any other spells... or where we can learn about them?" She asked.

"Oh crumbs.  My bandage disappeared like a fart in the wind along with everything else."Annabelle headed for the nearest bathroom, then returned moments later having found a fresh one.

"Good show with the spellcasting."she said to Emilia."If you want to find more spells, the first thing we need is more occult books.  We had a nice supply of occult books collected from the Slayer's house, but they were stolen along with the only set of presentable clothes I had by the imposter police department."

"Well Michael, you must admit Emilia and I leaving to procure the magical supplies was a good thing. Without that spell we would be dead, and you would be filling someone's dust pan.  This was a superior breed of Turok-Han we faced tonight. And an inferior breed of Turok-Han is formidable enough."

Mike shook his head. "Oh, I wasn't as outgunned as all that. I'd say the Turok Han were individually about as skilled as I was. We must've been facing leadership tonight. Still, I've been surrounded before. Left to myself, I would've gone for a chokepoint, then taken them one at a time."

Annabelle cocks an eyebrow.  "Yes Michael.  Of course you could."she said in the most neutral tone she could muster.

"Are you going back to bed?"she says to Emilia.  "I'm not.  I'm too wound up to sleep and it's morning in London anyway. Let me change clothes and I'll see if the officers need any first aid."
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Buffybot overhears the others and simply shook her head. She is consentrating on both officers condition. "Way to go Mike. But we need to get these officers to their rooms. I really don't like them napping on the floor. Annabelle how long will that circle last?"She begins to pick up the first officer and taking him to one of the rooms.

Emilia looked at Annabelle "Sweetie you will need to rest other wise you won't heal." She looked around everyone seemed a bit wired, "Want me to put the kettle on and make a cuppa for eveyrone?" She looked at the robot "Well except BBot."

Mike...didn't really need tea either. His own drink of preference...well, he didn't iike to talk about it. But...vampires COULD drink nonblood substances, like coffee and tea and such. There was just...normally almost no point to it. After all, vampires had no digestive system, being undead, and what they did to blood was more mystical in nature.

He decided not to comment, as it might make the girls more comfortable if he at least pretended to drink along with them.

"That's the grandest idea I've heard all day.   Yes thank you Emilia, I'll have mine with milk but no sugar. While you're doing that I'll tend to first-aid on the officers."

Just then Annabelle noticed the robot was talking to her. "The circle will last until the sevants come in and scrub it off. If you are referring to the magic spell effects, they have come and gone. If another batch of Turok-Hans show up, Emilia will have to cast it all over again."

"How do you like your tea Michael?  I know you can drink it even though you get no nutritional benefit."

Twenty minutes later, Emilia has made tea and Annabelle has performed first aid on the police officers, who have insisted they will maintain their posts until sunrise.

Everything is quiet for the moment.

Annabelle sits at the dining room table and takes a huge sip from her teacup.  She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.  "Aaaaahhhhh.  That is so soothing.  No wonder I've been out of sorts all day, I haven't had any tea until now. I am impressed Emilia.  Young ladies of our station don't usually make their own tea.

Buffybot GLARED that the cops. "Well if you made it thru the Turok Han raid and you are still standing. You want to keep going on guard duty then be my guest."Still she frowned at Annabelle's rather delayed answer. Buffybot didn't like it. After making sure that the cops were ok. The subject of tea came up. "I'll developed a taste of ice green tea. Hot tea and I make a bad combination. Well Em I hope your ready to recat that spell then. Are you sure that you have enough components? Hopefully Em would be a bit more responsive then Annabelle. Mike wasn't the only one that can 'pretend' after all.

Mike sipped the tea, even though it was useless to him. Mostly to 'maintain the illusion he was normal.' He wasn't, and never would be, but he could pretend, so to speak.

He was quiet, though, as if drinking mortal drink made him introspective...

Emilia turned and looked at Annabelle, "Sweetie despite what you might think we all know how to make tea, I've heard from Will's that Liz makes a fantastic cuppa, although she normally does it with lemon and no milk which isn't really my... Ahem Cup of tea." She said with a slight smile

She finished her tea and put the cup down "Going to get some shut eye before dawn let me know if we are attacked in the night."

"Well, that is surprsing.  My mum never made her own tea, and didn't expect me to make my own either.  Yet I had to learn that day the servants were all sick when she and my dad went out of town. I thought it was the same all over.Annabelle thinks to herself.

"Emilia, come back.  Ms. Bot asked you a question. Don't leave her in suspense."

She takes another sip of her tea. "What's on your mind Michael?  You're unusually quiet."

"Oh sorry robo sweetie," She said playing over what was said in her mind again having genuinely missed what the the robot said "Well got the blood there's some sand left would have to re-draw that circle thingy but yea we are pretty much ok for one more shot." She smiled "Sorry I'm just a little bit tired."

"Go hit the sack Emilia.  If there's trouble I'm sure you'll know it in the forms of either gunshots or screams.  Or both.  I'm wide awake, I'm going to stay up until sunrise."Annabelle says as she finishes off her tea, then pours herself yet another cup.

Emilia smiled and turned to the rest "Good night all, try to get some sleep or else you'll be useless tomorrow." She stretched languidly realizing that she was only wearing a Tee shirt and underwear she hoped she wouldn't be being too provocative.

Mike finally spoke up, and said, "I wonder if it's still possible to activate you, Annabelle. If there was a ritual done that activated most every Slayer on the planet, and at least some of them have died already...there must be something we can do for you."

He takes a moment to reflect on the irony of a vampire WANTING to activate a Slayer.

Annabelle waited until Emilia was out of earshot before answering, she hadn't brought up the subject of her crawling out of her own grave to the other British girl and wasn't going to start now."I supposed my being dead at the time the spell was cast caused a problem."she says sipping her tea.

"I concur, we need to look into that as soon as possible.  Getting our hands on a comprehensive occult book set would be a step in the right direction.  And having a well prepared Slayer in training inherit the power of the Slayer is far more useful then bestowing the power on some clueless git who doesn't know which end of the stake goes into the vampire.

"Sleep well Em......" Once she was out of sight Buffybot turns to face Annabelle and Mike. "Waking up every slayer at once might be probamatic. If it can be done magically....still I have the feeling that we are entirely on our own. But if you think that you can change that or even the odds more then be my guest. Buffybot was clearly miffed but attempted not to show it.

Mike shook his head.

"No. What I'm saying is, the awakening of every Slayer already happened...it was one of the last things Willow ever did before departing this world. The trick is to get the power in Annabelle, here...After all, in this world are hundreds, thousands, maybe even 10 thousand girls who suddenly got superpowers. At this point, what's one more?"
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"Hmmmm.......Unless things changed a lot. We need a watcher or access the watcher council. Or some old human sage that can point us in the right direction for Annabelle's sake. Perhaps all of Sunnydale. This is getting a bit big even for me."Buffybot frowns a bit she was supposed to be a pillar. She did hope that she can hang on a little longer for everyone's sake.

"There is no more watcher's council"Annabelle said calmly, still sipping her tea.

"Agents of the First Evil blew up their headquarters in England while they were in session. Mr. Giles was the only watcher left that I know of, and now he's gone too. We'll be getting know help from that quarter.

More hours pass.  Now 5 am Sunnydale time.  Less than an hour before sunrise.

The cops are still awake and keeping watch in the living room.

No other attacks or strange goings on, all is quiet for now.





OCC: Life points adjusted for whose with healing/repair powers.

As sunrise approaches, Annabelle is sleeping on the couch(and snoring loudly) with the television still on.

She's found the cure for insomnia, American late night informercials.

Currently one is playing about a new improved vacuum cleaner.
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Mike is still wide awake. He won't get tired until the sun actually breaks the horizon, then he'll have an urge to take a nice long nap (till sunset.)

One of the policeman sits up and looks out the window.

"Hey!  We've got another one of those freaky Noferatu type vampires heading our way!  Only one this time!"

Both cops rush out the front door and out on the front porch, pointing their pistols at one lone Turok-Han, now at the sidewalk about to advance down the front walkway.

Annabelle rushed out front to join the cops on the porch.  Only one Turok-Han.  Either they were lucky this time, or things weren't as easy as they seemed.

"Shoot it!!  Shoot it!!"she screamed at the officers.

Not that she expected the bullets to do anything.  She wanted the noise to wake up Emilia so she could get to work on the next spell casting.

One lone Turok Han? He should be able to handle this. Learning from his last mistake, however, he waits, not AT the door way, but a solid 4 feet away from it. He wants to see if this guy can enter. There'll be no reaching through to grab him this time.

The Turok-Han charges towards the front porch.

BLAM!  BLAM!

Both officers shoot (thus waking up Emilia upstairs).  Both bullets hit.  The ubervamp shrugs them off, and continues his charge, making it to the porch.  He's still alone, no other Turok-Hans appear.

The monster quickly glares between Annabelle and the cops, deciding who go after first.


OCC:Combat thread time for Annabelle and anyone else who wants to join in.  The Turok-Han is on the porch  and focused on Annabelle and the cops, he hasn't tried to enter the house yet.

Mike tells the rest to, "Get behind me, and stay there. Also, if you haven't notices, bullets don't do much to vampires."

Mike continues taking point...no matter which way he goes, Mike is ready to intercept him and continue the battle. However, he wants to see if this Turok Han can actually enter uninvited...

(Essentially, once he tries to enter, I'm going to switch to combat thread. If he can't, blocked by 'invisible walls' of the invitation rule...at that point, killing him is optional.)
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Annabelle decides to take Mike's advice.  She tries to stay of of the Turok-Han's reach and get inside the house.  Hopefully everyone can stay alive long enough for another spell casting.

But the Turok-Han has other ideas.  Batting his right arm out he punches one cop, knocking him over the porch railing, he lands on the ground.  Then before anyone can register that, the primitive vampire bats out his left arm, punching the other cop and sending him over the opposite porch railing.  Both cops are unconcious, possibly dead.

The Turok-Han then reaches forward, grabbing Annabelle by the throat.

Then pulling the captive Slayer in training with him, he steps through the doorway and into the living room with no trouble whatsoever.

OCC:Combat thread time for everyone.  The Turok-Han is in the living room, holding Annabelle by the throat.  You'll get no help from the cops, they're out of this fight. Turok-Hans aren't bound by the invite rule (I think it was ep 7-11 where one crashed right through Buffy's front door and was stopped in the middle of the living room by Willow's magic forcefield.)

The Turok Han decided to grab Annabelle. Mike decided to make him unhand the lady and toss him out of the house. Literally. Grabbing the turok han from behind while he was busy with Annabelle, he then sends him FLYING out the door, to land unceremoniously on his hind quarters several yards away out on the front lawn.

Annabelle's strategy was painfully simple: Get the blood hell out of the monster's grasp.  She grabs the Turok-Han by the wrist, trying with all her might to pry his hand off her throat. She has no luck, but the creature released his grip on her as he went flying out the door way.

Mike follows the vampire's flight path, and meets him outside the house.

"Now that we've taken it outside, let's do this properly."

"So much for additional beauty sleep. Buffybot took a quick glance at the cops. ".............."Why would a lone Turok-Han would want to come out here? Clearly with the sunrise appearing soon. A deathwish? Maybe however action first and questions later. "Right behind you Mike." the robot says as she follows him out the door and lands an easy blow on the downed primitive vampire.

Meanwhile upstairs, Emilia jumps out of bed at the sound of the gunshots and looks out the window, seeing another Turok-Han.  Time to get the spell set up again, luckily she already had that vial of blood Mike donated.


OCC: Back to the combat thread.  The Turok-Han is down on the fron lawn, Mike and Buffybot out there with him, Annabelle is still in the living room, free of the monster's grasp. I covered Emilia's move since her having to get out of bed first is obvious.

They're going to need some extra firepower on this one, this Turok-Han may the most powerful one they've encountered.

"Hold on!  I'm going to get some weapons!"Annabelle shouted as she ran upstairs; her objective to get the flare gun and their last grenade to use on the monster. She reached the top floor, found the grenade and flare gun, and raced back downstairs and outside.

Getting out of bed Emilia looked around, "How you doing down there?" She shouted down the stairs as she rushed to pull her tee shirt down. Grabbing her fabulous black lipstick she looked around the scene she could possibly make the sign by the door, "Mike can you hold him out side a moment?" She asked

Running to the most accessible place she tried to start drawing on the floor.
She quickly drew the symbol again, now she just needed to coat it with Mike's blood supply to be ready.

Mike grabs the downed Turok Han before he has a chance to stand up. he then throws him straight up. As far as he can manage. As luck would have it, that's AMAZINGLY far up.

And then he tells the bot...

"If you can stake him before he hits the ground again, you win the prize."

"Now THAT I can do!"Buffybot grins at Mike as she attempts to position herself between the Turok-Han and the ground. "That is going to be interesting."

The Turok-Han travels several yards up before maxing out and plummeting back down again.  The roboslayer plunges her stake into his heart before he hits the ground and..........

He crashes to the ground, still solid.  This Turok-Han doesn't stake easily.

Back to the combat thread, Mike and the Bot are in the same position: standing over a downed but still solid Turok-Han.  Annabelle is back outside armed with the flare gun and grenade.  Emilia has the circle drawn, now she has to cover it in Mike's blood.

Mike frowned.

"Let's try that again. Stake him harder this time. Or better yet, stake him while he's falling. Gravity might help shove the stake in further."

And with what he thought was an expert grab, he tried to grab and give the Turok Han another mighty toss into the sky.  But the primitive vampire has other ideas as he rolls out of the way of Mike's grasp, and snaps back to his feet.

He evades Buffybot's attempt to put another stake to his heart as he reaches towards Mike.

He grabs Mike with both hands around the neck, then with all his Turok-Han might, twists Mike's neck. CRACK! Mike feel the most pain than he ever has in his undead existence.  The ubervamp releases his grip on Mike and turns to Buffybot.


"Got the grenade and the flare gun Emila!  Scream when you're ready to cast the spell again!"Annabelle shouted on the way back down.

Reaching the front lawn, Annabelle prepared to pull the pin on the grenade and hurl it at the Turok-Han, but realized that would be impossible with all three engaged in closed combat. She stayed back a few feet, waiting for an opening, othewise ready to dodge if the vampire came her way.

Once Emilia called out the spell was ready, they would have to lure the beasty inside.



Emilia squirted the injection of Mikes blood around, 'Mike once i'm done here you better get clear, Buffy get ready to lure it over here." She said in a commanding voice, she then stepped back and got ready to cast the spell

"I'm ready when you are!" She said ready to start the spell as soon as the vampire was in place.

OCC:Back to the combat thread.  Mike takes a whopping 38 points of damage, but the vampire has released his grapple hold on Mike.  This vamp's not a lightweight. Spell is ready to cast, you need to lure the vampire into the magic circle.

"Hey big boy over here!" She yelled at the ubervamp, waving her arms


"Oh my God."Annabelle whispered.  She'd never seen Michael take an injury of that magnitude.  She gave in to her fear.
For about 1 second, then pulled herself together.  Time try the bait, it worked before.
She quickly put the grenade and flare gun in her pocket, then once again she ripped off her bandage, waving the blood in the ubervamp's direction.
"Here boy!  Get the blood!  Get the blood!"she shouted as she bolted off at top speed towards the house.

Mike first had to painfully unsnap his neck back into its proper position. He had to make sure it'd heal correctly, as it soon would.

Once his head was sitting properly on his shoulders again...well, he knew about the spell that might vaporize this guy, since...he KNEW he'd done very close too his best, and the turok han had shrugged it off like it's nothing. Mike prepares to throw him into the circle of death once he's close to it...

"Sometime when it rains it pours...."In Buffybot's case she attempted to weaken this super-sized headache of a Turok-Han. Planning to toss him into the circle. Might end up being a tall order even for Buffybot.

The Turok-Han blasted off after Annabelle, not paying any attention to the others.
He was faster than the others of his kind.  So much faster that Annabelle never made it to the front porch.  The ancient vampire wrapped his arms around her neck, then he went after the blood.

No not the blood on the bandage, after all the girl had so much more blood in her body.  He sank his teeth into Annabelle's neck and began to drink as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

OCC: Annabelle takes 33 points of damage.  Emilia, you can have your drama point back since your roll is void, the vamp never made it to the circle.  There will be no attempted tossing of the vamp this round since he is nowhere near the circle (he's on the front lawn, circle is in the house) Oh and by the way;SAVE ANNABELLE!!!.

Emilia stumbled at bit seeing her friend being devoured by the Turok-Han froze for a second still ready to cast but not seeing how she could.

Seen only one way to get the vamps attention she dropped the book ran forward and  kicked him in the fork before running from immediate vicinity.  The ancient vampire stopped feeding on Annabelle as he howled in pain.


Mike threw caution to the wind, dangerous as it was, and everything seemed to narrow down to his target and staking him. Pulling out his wooden stake, he shoved it good and hard through the back of the ribcage of the turok han who'd just tried to snap his neck...THOK!  The vampire growled in pain, but offered no resistance, he was an easy target since Emilia's attack left him frozen in pain, but he didn't dust.

Mike drove the stake in a second time.  THOK!  Once again, the ubervamp growled in pain but didn't dust.

Mike drove the stake in a third time.  The charm.  WHOOSH!!  He exploded in a cloud of dust, leaving Annabelle bleeding but alive.

OCC: Vamp is dust.  Back to the regular thread.

Mike acknowledged Emilia first, "Well done. Not sure I would've had the opportunity I did if you hadn't done that. But Annabelle's in a lot of danger still. She could still die..."

He also felt a rippling of some kind of mystical energy...

"I have no idea what that was, but some sort of magic just rippled."

Emilia quickly knelt by her friend and tried to stanch the blood flow from her neck. "Get me some bandages!" She shouted


21:21, Today: Emilia Grey rolled 14 using 1d10+5. edited to include int
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Annabelle was a bit glassy eyed, but still concious.  She sat on the ground not trying to move very much and let Emilia tend to her.


"I think I'll be okay. Emilia....................I'm sorry, but I think I ruined your top."

OCC: Annabelle spending ITIO Drama point. And she gets back another 3 life points due to Emilia's first aid.
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Emilia looked down at at her blood drench teeshirt "Darling you've got to stop bleeding everywhere." She said looking very very worried as she tended to the vicious neck would. She looked at the pile of dust, she wished that there could be something left of the vampires because she would kick it in the balls again.

"Wonder why that one was so tough...obviously, he must've been a leader, strength tends to rule, but...for all that, he still wasn't intelligent enough to talk. Well, I know there's about 20 of these guys left, from the fact I saw 50 in the gym, and we've killed about 30. So we're far from done at wiping this threat out."

Not to be a downer, they are past the halfway point, but...still.

"Well, that's progress.  Perhaps you can find a Turok-Han detection spell to confirm that estimate."she said to Emilia.  "Someone should really see about the policemen.  In fact, just call for some emergency medical personnel to attend to all of us. You should still be able to ring them inside of Sunnydale."she finished, her voice seemed to be getting stronger, rather than weaker.
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"Medical attention doesn't really work for me, or our super secret military weapon here. Don't worry about me, though. Having my neck broken was certainly painful, but a good day's sleep will fix it."

Nodding at the bot.

Emilia smiled "I'll begin looking but haven't found a reference to these Turokan's the closest I've seen has been a reference to very old vampires, there was one a few years ago apparently called Heinrich Joseph Nest, who's features seemed to have altered similar to those of the Turokhan, it's possible that they are just really really old vampires, there is another reference to a vampire that could withstand staking called Kahkistos, but I don't really have enough information or Knowledge yet. Let me sit down with this book, and any more we might be able to find might have a few answers for you."

(OCC: got 2 exp can i spend them on Occultisum since Emilia has spent most of her time since the start of this learning more about the Occult world.)

At Annabelles suggestion she left her wounded friend and went to look at the policemen.

"We knew him as the Master. He was dead by the time I was sired. But he's my great grandsire, you might say, and I'm of his direct line. That's part of why I'm so strong...the Order of Aurelius is elite, even by the standards of the undead. But we're not Turok Han. Among other things, we can actually speak coherently."

Explaining a little bit of how that worked.

As she inspected the police Emilia countered "Yea but this Vamp your grandaddy was the only one to look like these guys, he's one of the oldest vampires on record according to this book, he started to look like the Turokhan, and from what I'm given to understand these Turokhan have been in the Hell-Mouth since the dawn of time... so.... maybe that's what happens to vampires when they live for ever, I doubt there's much good conversation in the hell-mouth so they went feral same way a human would left in a isolated environment for a long time although in this case we are looking at thousands of years." She shrugged "It's just a theory"

Half an hour later, the paramedics were called and have now come and gone after collecting the two wounded cops, and doing some more first aid on Annabelle.

The police chief also arrived and said he couldn't spare any more men at the moment, but they should be safe for now since sunrise is coming soon.

The four of you are now alone.  Less than five minutes until sunrise.
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"I'm in the same boat more or less as Mike."However the Police Chief's news wasn't reassuring at all. But Buffybot understood the need for his officers to attempt to stabilize Sunnydale even if it a losing cause. She did assist in assisting any of the injured cops before they made their 'strategic withdrawl' but like it or not they are on their own. Hopefully with the rising sun in play Buffybot thought about making a couple of stop to a couple of the old stomping grounds....

Mike, on the other hand, knew the sun was coming, and finally, he yawned.

"Time for me to take my nap."

He found a room, sunproofed it thoroughly, and started his snooze.

Annabelle was sitting on the porch as she watched Michael go inside.  She ingested a couple of pills from her bottle of painkillers the medics had just left her.

She was quiet for a few moments as she watched the sun begin to rise, then she looked over at Emilia.  "We've made it through the night Emilia.  I'm sorry you got involved in all this..............but I'm glad you're here though."

"Well i don't think you dragged me into that it's those bloody nightmares and visions I kept getting that got me here." She said with a shrug, "Guessing you want to borrow some more clothes? I'm kind of running out of my casual wear selection." She said thinking about it "How do you think You'll look in a club dress for killing uber vamps?" She asked with a laugh. "Wonder if the police would mind if we went shoplifting for clothes?"

Both girls smiled as the sun rose.

Our heroes have survived what seemed like an endless night on a Hellmouth overrun by Turok-Hans.  The sun will set again, but for now they are victorious.


FADE TO BLACK.  ROLL CREDITS.