“Six of them.” whispers back Sasha a little nervously.

“That’s not a problem. The odds were a little more in their favor on my first kill…you get a break.”

The vampires are all males and appear to be arguing about something. Inching closer, the girls begin to pick up the conversation. “I said no more bums!” yells out the vamp in the center of the group. He looks a little older than the others do and by their reactions to his statement, is their leader. You can see a huddled form on the ground in front of him. “What did I tell you about bringing bums?”

A vamp immediately to his right stammers out, “But, they are the only ones that come into the district at night. You know we can’t go into HIS borough. He’d kill us all!”

“I know…I know.” The head vamp replies dejectedly. “I’m just tired of them. They always taste so…dirty.” Suddenly, he sniffs the air and then jerks his head around to look at Kennedy and Sasha. “But, these two on the other hand…”

“Shit…I forgot I’ve been bleeding,” Kennedy berates herself mentally.

“Well, well. What do we have here? Two little girls lost in the woods?” All of his minions snicker at his remark.

“No. More like two Slayers hunting some smart-ass vampires to kill.” Kennedy replies with a smirk. As she speaks, she lowers her bag and reaches into a side pocket. Slowly she pulls out a round, shiny rod about twelve inches in length. “And it looks like we came to the right place.”

“Slayersssss? There aren’t Slayersssss! There is only one and THAT dumb bitch is out west.” As the head vamp speaks, his pals line up next to him and begin to approach the Slayer duo.

“Well guess what? Now there a few more.” Pipes up Sasha as she reveals her stake.

“Good, she’s getting into it,” Kennedy notes to herself.

“So, you think you can handle six of us with a little piece of wood and a steel rod?”

“No….with a little piece of wood and this!” Kennedy depresses a switch on the rod and twin blades spring from each end making its total length three feet. The rod is now a deadly dual bladed sword; it’s steel shining in the dim light from the street pole. Spinning the sword in her hand she whispers to Sasha, “I love gadgets!” And to the vampires, “I think this may even the odds a bit.”