Demons, Vampires, Slayers...The End of the World Again!

Dawn got up, and slowly walked over to the demon. She couldn't think of anything to say. Then she looked up, and all the blood ran out of her face.

Thomas smiled, limping forward. "Miss me?"

 

jecht shifted back to his regular form still in a daze and crashed through the window at the end
"crap"

 

Dawn backed away. Then she stopped. Missy! she turned to see Missy looking for Leon. "Missy, run!!" Dawn screamed. "Get away from here!!"

Thomas came toward Dawn. He smiled. "You're friend is still here...good. She can be finished here then." He reached into his pocket, and pulled out his gun. Then he pointed it at Dawn. "Missy." he called out

 

Missy turned to see Thomas pointing his gun at Dawn. She took a deep breath running at him, tackling him and grabbing his wrist, pointing the gun away. She pulled the trigger, trying to empty the barrel.

 

jecht noticed he forgot his sword just as he heard gunfire
"why am i such a nice guy"
he lept back into the hall and to the room
"you seem to have alot of enemies"

 

Thomas smiled darkly. "Full of spirit, aren't you? You would have made a fine addition to the army." he threw her out of the way, ran over to Dawn, and pulled her in front of him, pointing the gun at her again. "I still have two bullets left."

Dawn felt frozen. She could feel the cold metal of the gun pressed against her head. "Missy, go." she whispered. "Just get out of here!" Dawn hoped the demon had got away. He had seemed really hurt to know he had picked the wrong girl to fight with.

 

Missy jumped back up, pulling out her blades, jumping forward. She put her blade against his neck.
"Put down your weapon!" she called at him.

 

jecht grabbed his sword and watched the group
"geeze you people are nuts"

 

Thomas grinned darkly. "Are you really going to risk her life?" he asked. "Even if you slit my throat, I will still have time to shoot her. The only thing that would save her is to become a vampire. You probly don't want that, judging from the way you have kept her alive this far. It's your choice, Missy." he put his finger on the trigger, ready to fire.

Dawn could only listen in horror. Either way, he wins she realized.

 

"Let her go and i won't slice your throat," she hissed.

 

jecht sighed and moved slicing the gun i in half pushing dawn away
"thats not very nice"

 

Dawn tripped, still feeling frozen. She fell to the floor, scraping her hands.

Thomas was startled. How many friends could this girl have made? It didn't matter now, he had lost his collateral. He leapt for Dawn, grabbing her arm. "We will always have this." he whispered maliciously. Then he scratched her arm, all the way up to her elbow, drawing blood. Then he ran down the hall, disappearing in the basement of the hospital.

Dawn held her arm, trembling. She had thought he would kill Missy....she feared for her friends now more then ever.

 

Missy ran to Dawn, looking at her arm. The smell made her crave it.
"Dawn... i can't get near you," she said, shaking.
"I'll go fight off Thomas. Stay here," she said after getting a gauze and wrapping her arm. She took off towards the basement.

 

jecht turned to dawn
"sorry bout that" he raisedhis hand using aura to heal her arm
"okay im gone"
he left the room

 

Dawn struggled to her feet. The demon had just left, and Missy was going to fight Thomas.....Dawn started off slowly toward the basement. Her arm, though healed, still stung.

Thomas ran, feeling his wounds. He could hear Missy behind him. He smiled. This was more interesting then he planned for.

 

She looked around the basment. It was totally dark, and it slightly scared her.
"Thomas!" she called out.

 

jecht stuck his blade out blunt edge out clothes ling thomas
"where are you going?"

 

Thomas sighed, then swung the sword around, throwing the demon. He turned, and jumped at Missy. "Here I am!!"

OOC: I have to go, be back tomorrow around 9: 00 A.M, :p
byyyyeeee!!!!!

 

She cried out in a yell, scared to death.

 

Thomas dropped on her, grabbing her arm and twisting it behind her back. "Isn't this familiar?" he snarled, pulling back hard.