Imagined Peace: Clock Tower

[Katharine Hansen]

Kathairne Hansen hit the ground hard and let out a groan of pain. Stupid demon was thowing her around like she was nothing. This was what she did but she wasn't doing it so well right now. The demon had jumped Kat when she was looking for it and now they were fighting. Kat was hurting right about now and it had to have something to do with being thrown around. She made a fist in the grass before getting up and she whipped a piece of hair out of her burning brown eyes. Kat was so going to kill this demon. If only she could get to her gun or the knife that the demon quickly disarmed her of. The demon was taking his time with Kat, playing with her before he killed the little girl. She gave him a creepy smile and jumped at him but the demon throw out his hand and sent her on her back.

"Okay, that's just cheating." Kat groaned getting up slowly trying to not show that she was in fact in pain. At least she wasn't really bleeding yet. If the demon got what he wanted she would be bleeding a lot before dying. "You're so going to have to do better then that babe." Kat said as bitchy as she could. "I'm not easy to break." The demon was closer now and Kat sent her foot to kick it's stomach and then brought her elbow down on it's back before kneeing him in the face. The demon gave a sound of pain and Kat started running to find her lost blade or gun. She put a lot of speed on.

The demon threw her into a tree and Kat fell hard her back and chest feeling like she got run over. She was picked up by the demon and it smiled at her. She tried to punch it but it cought her hand and pulled it to her side. "Bastard!" Kat spit in it's face and brought her knee up. The demon let her go and Kat went back to running for her weapon. Her body gave a cry of pain as she moved as fast as she could. Her breath was coming rapidly and she felt like she was going to vomit. Kat found the blade and turned around but there was no one behind her.

Kat then was kicked in the back and her hand let go of the blade as she hit the ground very hard. Her wrist let out a scream of pain. She was turned around to face the demon and he held her hands down so she couldn't fight him. He was sitting on her legs for she couldn't kick him. "Let me go!"

[Jean-Claude]

Jean-Claude have been watching this woman for a while, from a distance. Learning her and watching her. She was impressive and dangerous. She was cocky and yet a amatuer in more then one. Young, youthful. Full of energy and power. Power she didn't know? He stepped back into the shadows, leaning back against the mauselum out of sight. He licked his lips as he watched, his skin was pale, as white as marble. His shirt was a conservative business cut with fastened cuffs and a simple collar. It was red with the collar and cuffs a solid almost satiny scarlet.

The rest of the shirt was some sheer fabric so that his arms, chest, and waist were bare behind a sheen of red cloth. His black hair curled below his shoulders darker, richer, somehow against the red of the shirt. Even his midnight blue eyes seemed bluer framed by red. He'd threaded a long cord through the belt loops of his black jeans. The cord fell in knots down one side of his hip. The black boots came almost to the top of his legs, incasing his long slender legs in leather from toe to nearly groin.

He looked up as he watched the fight, the demon was getting the best of her. She was a slayer, he could feel it. She smelled liek one, felt like one. Though she wasn't using her powers as if she knew. She was an amatuer, could she not know? That demon can't be stronger then her faster. He felt sorry for her a little, he still stood back. Licking his lips slowly, his fangs hidden expertly. He noticed it was looking like she needed help so he moved with speed, arriving at the scene. He sent a fist through the demon's chest. He pulled out his heart from behind and the demon fell to the ground. Black smoke rising up before flying away just leaving the dead body.

He looked to Katherine stepping up to her. "Kids shouldn't be playing with the big and bad, ma petite." He said to her with the undertone of his french heritage.

[Katharine Hansen]

Kat couldn't believe a stupid ass demon had gotten the better of her. Tonight she thought that she had everything planned out to take this demon down. Her parents wouldn't allow a demon to get the jump on them. They would have fixed this demon before it knew what hit it. She felt so stupid and powerless being held down by a demon that so wanted to kill her. Kat should have listened to Buffy's talk about how to get out of things like this or at least her parents. She wouldn't die like this. Kat was trying to fight her way out but it was only making the demon smile. How could she have been so stupid?

She gasped as she was saved. The body had gone limb and was about to fall on her. Kat quickly pushed the guy off of her and took a deep breath on the ground. Her eyes moved up to see that a man had saved her and he was hot. Kat quickly got up from the ground and moved away from him. If the guy could kill a demon he could kill her. That made her uneasy but the demon hadn't really fought him, it was to busy with playing with her to worry about the hot guy. The way his clothes hung on him made her want to touch him. Kat was annoyed right away.

"Kids shouldn't be playing with the big and bad, ma petite."

"I'm not a child." Kat snapped at him. She moved hair out of her eyes trying to act like she was okay. Her back was hurting a bit and she was sure she was going to get a bad headache soon. "I can handle myself very fine thank you very much. I didn't need you to save me and I'm not your anything." Kat was sure that he had called her mine something, she had taken Spainch in school not French. She just glared at him keeping her eyes from travling up and down his body like she wanted to. Damn he was hot.

She dusted herself off and gave him another look. "What do you want?" Kat just wanted to go home, take advil, take a hot bath, and sleep. That sounded so good right about now. Hot guy was bothering her.

[Jean-Claude]

Jean-Claude wasn't phased at just killing the human, the human had probably been through hell. He would have been no good if there was any saving to save. Though he wasn't expecting the demon to fly away, he must had surprised it. Oh well, the slayer is okay now. Well a slayer, there's not just one anymore. He looked around half expecting it to fly back and trying to take over him. It don't really work against vampires, two things in one body. It's a no no. He looked back to Katherine, she was a pretty little thing. She looked like she could be fiesty and tough.

Just like a slayer, he haven't really met one in his long life. He may not be alive now if he had. She seem to be interesting, new at being this slayer. Though she handled herself well, she was experienced though power was nothing if you didn't know how to use it. He stepped up to her and looked down to her. His shappire eyes taking her in, he wondered if she'll be pissed at him. He wondered if she could sense what he was, most slayers have lost that ability or just not as experienced to hone it.

His lips curved to form into a smile, it was amused. She seemed annoyed, and he had a feeling it was directed towards him. He moved his hand out to her, he wanted to help her up. "Ma petite, he was going to kill you." He said to her as he looked down at her puzzled and yet amused. His expression a perfect mask of wonder it was annoying. He stepped back and took his hand back. "I did not ask for anything. Maybe it is you that want somehting," He said smelling her lust for him.

[Katharine Hansen]

Kat was in pain and wasn't thinking right. The demon was gone and that's all she cared about. If she had been thinking she would have been pissed that he killed a human, and let the demon go. She would have to find it's new body to hunt it like she should. Everything was hurting right now even her ass. She rubbed her wrists were the demon had held her down feeling kind of grossed out that a demon had touched her and had enjoyed it. It was going to kill her but still it was getting happy. Kat didn't want to think about that. Besides she couldn't really with the hero want to be bothering her. She wasn't going to let her guard fall around him, he could want to hurt her.

"Ma petite, he was going to kill you."

She gave him a look like he was stupid or something. "Yeah, that what demons do. They kill people." Oh he was talking about her. Kat shook her head a little and sighed. She pressed her hand to her ribs that were sore because the demon threw her into a tree. Her body really wasn't made to take such a beating, she liked not being beaten. "I could have gotten out of that." Kat said quickly. She was used to things trying to kill her, a con of being a hunter/slayer. Buffy was going to be pissed if she learned about this fight.

"I did not ask for anything. Maybe it is you that want somehting,"

"I want to be left alone. I don't want to play with demons, spirits, or anything else. Not even hot guys Mr. Besides you have to have a death wish being out late at night in this town. So get inside and be safe." Kat knew it was peaceful but there were vampires in town as well as her demon. Vampries were high up on her worry list as well as the demon. She was afraid to move more because she knew it would hurt.

[Jean-Claude]

Jean-Claude could smell the lust that the demon had for Katherine, it was entertaining. He wondered if the thing wanted to rape her before killing her. It would have been a thought, he shrugged his shoulders to himself. He stood with such grace and quietness. It was like he wasn't even there, there was no disturbance around him. Wierd and creepy. He knew how to blend in but he wasn't trying now. This woman was a slayer, he should be fearful in not to get close. Though he wasn't scared. He had a feeling this woman wasn't as experienced at Slaying. She had her powers though she didn't seemed as trained maybe she had no watcher.

"How prejudice, ma petite." He siad moving a hand over his faintly beating heart as if he was offended. He wasn't a demon per say, well maybe he was. Some would think of vampires as nastie hybrids. Though he is what he is, he may not have a soul and he may be dead but oh well. His undead life is better then his life before he died. He moved his eyes to look at her side, he looked back up to her and shook his head. "That I doubt." He said to her with a slight smile. He let out a laugh that was touchable and ran over her skin like hands. Touching places on her body that shouldn't have been touched by a laugh.

"You think I am human after punching my hand through a man's heart?" He asked her as he stepped up to her. He moed his hand to her arm and helped her up. His skin was warm and alive. As alive as he could be. He moved his hand up her arm and over the pulse of her neck. "Things aren't as they seem, ma petite."

[Katharine Hansen]

Kat wanted him to go away. He was being such a pain in her ass and her ass was already hurting from where the demon beat her. This night really wasn't going her way. She could have sent the demon back to hell if hottie here didn't save her. The thing is hottie kind of saved her life from ending painfully. He killed the human though and let the demon get away. Wait! He killed the human. Bastard. Kat didn't like him. She wanted him to go away. Maybe if she closed her eyes and wished real hard he would go away. Kat doubted that would happen. Why couldn't hottie just leave her alone? He was fun to look at but bothersome, he would be so much hotter if he left her alone. Bastard had killed the human by putting his hand through the guys chest. Okay, that wasn't normal. What the hell? She was only picking up on that now? Damn, the demon had hit her in the head a little to hard.

His laugh sent shivers down her spine and she bite her bottom lip. No laugh had ever touched her like that. Okay so hottie had tricks up his sleeves, which were very nice by the way. That wasn't the point his laugh was just like hands. That wasn't cool. He had to learn to learn Kat alone. Kat was willing to give him a lession but he had put his hand through a man's chest. That just wasn't right. Still she was strong but...Damn.

"You think I am human after punching my hand through a man's heart?"

"Well if you put it like that...." Kat tried to laugh it off. Oh this wasn't good. He wasn't human and she didn't know what he was. Hottie had saved her life but he could kill her. This wasn't good at all. So she got the demon gone but he might be wrose. Why couldn't she just be left alone. His hand moved on her skin and her breath came faster and her heart felt like it was trying to escape her rib cage.

She slapped his hand away and moved back almost falling flat on her ass. "Don't touch me." Kat slide into her fighting stance. The pain was something she just had to fight through if he really wanted to play. She wasn't easy. "I don't care what you are I'll still kick your ass if ya keep it up. You walk away now or you will never walk again." Talk about big words and she really was in no shape to take him on.

[Jean-Claude]

Jean-Claude was entertained by this slayer, she seemed so different from the rest, though at the same time so much alike. Though he haven't met a slayer before, though he had heard about them. Read about them, she didn't seem like one. Maybe times have changed and where is her watcher? He is suppose to be watching over her. She is untrained maybe, she would be an nice alley to have. A slayer at his side, no vampire would want to challenge him. He could have power, if he made her his then he would have more power. He wondered if there is such a thing as a slayer who is a vampire. He didn't want to turn her though, she's more valuable alive.

He smiled beautifully as he saw the affects of his laugh on her, he stepped up to her. He looked her over, he was conscious of it. Making it more of a glance, a modest and simple thing. He still have no shaken his old age. He was ready to help her up and tell her that she shouldn't be out at night. That she should be at home safe in bed, housekeeping, anything but fighting the darkness. Though these are not the old ages now are they? A slayer's right is out here, fighting. That is what she was born for, not as dangerous as a Animator or Executioner but she was dangerous all the same.

Her skin was warm and inviting. Her pulse pounded more faster as he touched her, he could hear the excited patterns in her heartbeat. She wanted him she wanted him more then anything. He was glad of this, it made things easiler. He chuckled as she smacked his hand away. It had hurt a little, slayer strength. "Ah ma petite. Why are you afraid of me? You are a Slayer." He said to her almost amusingly as he let his french undertone surface a little. He looked her over and noticed that she had no weapon. She couldn't kill him without a weapon, hurt him yes. Or maybe she is hiding a weapon.

"Oh I do not need to walk ma petite." He said as he met her eyes, he rolled her easily as moved to her. His body close to her too close, he moved his hand to her jawline. Rubbed pale finger over it before moving brushing his lips over hers. He then moved to lean into her ear. "Font pas se battre contre myself, ma petite." He whispered into her ear as he let his hold over her go.

[Katharine Hansen]

Oh, this wasn't good at all. Kat hadn't had sex in awhile as she was trying to be a good girl and not make her parents grandpartens before she was ready. She had never told them about the preganacy scare that she had, that had opened her eyes. Now she was missing sex and Jean-Claude breathed sex. Looking at him made her want to run her hands over his chest to see if his jacket was as nice as it looked and his chest hard. This was like waving a drink in front of someone that had been sober for two weeks. It was really unfair. Kat really did like the way he looked and it wasn't fair what his laugh had done to her. It had made her feel weak and like she would give it up. No, Kat wasn't going to give in but giving in could be oh so fun. No, it would be bad.

"Ah ma petite. Why are you afraid of me? You are a Slayer."

Kat was afraid because she wanted him and he wasn't human. She only got all horny for someone alive and human. She was about to snap that she wasn't afraid when he said slayer. "How do you know about that?" Great Kat why not spell it out for him? She wanted to hit herself for saying something so stupid. "Answer me damn it!" Kat was worried now, it was her secert. Buffy had said she shouldn't tell, she didn't tell about the hunter or slayer thing.

The next thing she knew Jean-Claude was very close and he was touching her. Her knees started to feel like they were made of jelly and she wasn't sure that she remembered how to draw breath. The moment his lips brushed hers she stood very still not daring to breath. Kat's heart sounded like a marching band in her own years. She could feel his body the way he leaned into her and she wanted to put her arms around him and let her lips explore his neck. Kat didn't act that out there she stood very still. The moment he moved back Kat blinked. Okay, this guy was good at making her all jelly.

"I don't speck French asshole," Kat snapped. Her hands were shaking a little and she shoved her hands into her packets so he couldn't see. "This is America, we speck English here." The French was hot though. No, it was annoying, he was annoying. Kat couldn't get the feel of his lips brushing hers out of her mind though. "Don't ever touch me again."

[Jean-Claude]

Jean-Claude gave her a knowing smile when he smelled her lust for him, he licked his lips and looked her over. His eyes dark and glimmering with blue light in the darkness. He didn't have to be a vampire to tell that she wanted him. She wasn't very good at hiding it, he have been around many females. He know their reactions to him though this one was fighting him. It intrigued him and made it that much more funner. It made him want her more, he wouldn't be satisified until he had her either. It was very rare to find a tanned vampire though there are such things as tanning beds and Jean-Claude wasn't a stranger to them. Is that such a crime to want to blend in?

Jean-Claude didn't intend to let it slip out that he knew she was a slayer. He wasn't planning on giving away his nature so soon. He looked her over and then into her eyes. He could roll her and make her forget that he ever said it. Though he didn't he's manipulative though it isn't that big enough an thing to roll her for. He shrugged his shoulder and noticed she was getting worked up. He held up his hands as if in mock surrender. "Ah ma petite. How can you not sense I am a vampire?" He asked her as he looked deep into her eyes with his deep blue ones. He's a master vampire, 400 years of age and well over 100. If she was a necronmancer she would have known that he was a vampire.

Though she's a slayer and some aren't that gifted with their ability to sense for the dead. "Though I do not wish you any harm." He said to her as he shook his head. He chuckled at the whole asshole and grinned handsomely. "Such language for a lady." He said to her as he stepped back and bowed a little. "As you wish, ma petite.Though your body says another thing."

[Katharine Hansen]

"Ah ma petite. How can you not sense I am a vampire?"

"Fuck!" Kat took a step back hearing that he was a vampire. Vampires were bad news. Melinda had hunted vampires more then once and was happy to share her stories with Kat. Kat knew that vampires could mind rape you before killing you. So, the guy that saved her life was undead. That had to have something to do with him being so storng. Vampires were fast and very strong. Oh this night wasn't really looking that good for young Katharine at all. She didn't take her eyes off him but was now trying to be careful to not look into his eyes so he couldn't roll her. Kat wanted to go home now and be safe. To bad Melinda and Ethan weren't home, she would have ran to them to be safe.

Kat let out a nervous. "You're a vampire. You harm things because your a vampire." What could she say? She didn't like anything that was supernatural and evil. Vampires were evil. They killed people and had a blood habit. The blood thing just grossed Kat out. Blood was on the inside for a reason. Kat was a little afraid of him but was trying to cover it up and she was trying to not want him. She didn't do supernatural things, that was just wrong. She gave him an uneasy look not sure what to make of him.

She watched him bow and wanted to be there once he looked up. Kat wanted to kiss him and put her fingers through his hair. She shook those thoughts away, she wasn't going to give in to a dead guy. "I'm not a lady. Oh and I don't fuck dead guys. That's just...gross and illegal in all the states." She gave a smart ass smile really telling herself no. He was cute but he was a vampire. "Why don't you go do whatever vampires do and leave me alone? That sounds fun doesn't it?"

[Jean-Claude]

Jean-Claude had a feeling she would react like that, she was a slayer. He was vampire, he was glad she wasn't trying to kill him. He looked her over and wanted to reach out to touch her. To make her see it his way, to make her fall to his power. Get to her knees before him and love him. Though that was an easy way, she was a challenge. He wanted her in more ways then one. He could see her trying to avoid his eyes and had to smile a little. It was quite smart of her, though he didn't want to roll her. It was prejudice of her to think so though avoiding a vampire's eyes is the firs thing anyone that know about them learn.

"Ah ma petite. If I was going to harm you I would not be wasting valuable time. You're hurt and I could easily have snapped your neck and sucked you dry." He said to her slightly annoyed with her views on his kind. He didn't like blind destruction, he didn't like harming others just for the fun of it. Not all vampires are evil, some of them are good. It's just not a whole lot, he didn't want to hurt Katharine, that was a far thing from his mind. Though if he had to defend himself and it came down to it then he would have to kill her.

He looked a little taken aback by her words. He blinked a few times at her and found her words to be slightly amusing. He let out that lauigh that tickled down her spine. He shook his head and stepped iup to her. "If I am dead then why do my heart beat slightly. Why do I move? Am I not just liek you?" He asked to her as he tried ot met her eyes. "and that is ma petite?"

[Katharine Hansen]

Katharine rolled her eyes at him but wasn't meeting his eyes. Why was it that all cute guys were gay, jerks, or evil? It was just the world that she was leaving in. "You're right about one thing. I will not give blood willing. Blood is on the inside for a reason." She gave him a bright smartass smile. Kat didn't know why she was putting up with him. He was a vampire. She was a slayer. She should be trying to slay things. Okay, maybe not right away because she was a little hurt. If she were to fight him she wanted to be on top of her game. It would be a pity if Kat to harm his perfect body and face. She wanted to... Kat stopped that. It was pissing her off that he just looked like walking sex and she wanted him. Oh god she wanted to go home and hide from the scary vampire. That would solve everything.

"If I am dead then why do my heart beat slightly. Why do I move? Am I not just liek you?" "and that is ma petite?"

She just shook her head a little not meeting his eyes. As he tried to meet them she kept looking away. "Okay you're undead. Make you feel better? God forbide I don't use the right terms." Kat felt her chest go tight. Fang-face wasn't leaving her alone. Why did he want to talk to her? Shouldn't he be trying to kill her right about now? That's what vampires did. Kat had to talk to Buffy about being talked out by a vampire. What was his name.

"I am nothing like you!" Kat said strongly. "We have nothing in common. You drink blood. I think blood is gross. You need to go to sleep every sunny day and I can go out in the sun. Another thing I don't go around killing people. Oh and demons don't count. You don't kill the body that the demon is in. Hey, you killed that guy, that wasn't cool. Fang-face leave me alone!" Kat didn't know his name but he was a vampire so it fit. She really was getting annoyed at him. Kat didn't like him really. "What's your name Fang-face or can I keep calling you that?"

That's when the demon she was fighting came back. It was in a different body and pissed off. The demon tked Jean-Claude and turned to give Katharine a cold smile. "Your prince can't save you now." It hissed. "Not mine." Kat said and needed to get to her car. She had salt and holy water in the car. Salt could hold the demon for awhile with the help of holywater and she could send it to hell in a handbasket and not kill the human. The human may not feel well though.

Kat ducked under a punch and looked to Jean-Claude. "Keep him busy!" She blocked a punch by the demon and sent it's knee into the stomach. "Don't kill the human!" Kat sent a powerful kick to it's chest and started to run towards her car. "Be back soon!" She yelled running as fast as she could. Her side started to really hurt but she kept running unable to stop. The things she needed were in her back seat. Kat wanted to slap herself for not bringing them. Hopefuly Fang-face could hold the demon for awhile, she needed to make her salt cricle. It didn't keep out vampires right?