{"id":13387,"date":"2024-04-07T12:23:05","date_gmt":"2024-04-07T11:23:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=13387"},"modified":"2025-06-27T09:27:14","modified_gmt":"2025-06-27T08:27:14","slug":"mercenary-hearts-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2024\/04\/07\/mercenary-hearts-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Mercenary Hearts 6"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><em>Rupert Giles&#8217; Home.<\/em><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Giles leaned against the cushioned back of his couch, a surprised and concerned expression on his face as Buffy described tonight\u2019s events.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Well, last night, seeing as it was now nearly two in the morning. Buffy had been dropped off by Cordelia Chase, who\u2019d continued on to deliver the others to their respective homes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">He reached for his pad to take further notes, adding the description of the vampires; his brow lifting higher as she revealed what had been said regarding the others\u2019 safety. Taking no pleasure in agreeing with a vampire.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">As far as Giles was concerned, it was only a matter of time before one or the other ended up seriously injured. Or worse. They\u2019d got off lightly tonight. If the two vampires hadn\u2019t turned up when they did\u2026 He swallowed heavily. On many occasions, he had broached the subject of the dangers apparent.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Concern ending in deeply reluctant agreement with his Slayer. That ordering them not to get involved in the field work wouldn\u2019t make the slightest difference. One teenager was more than enough to deal with, especially when -often, it came to self-preservation. But five of them? No wonder he always seemed to be on the verge of a headache.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">\u201cHe had old eyes.\u201d Buffy said. With an expression that had made her feel like a complete novice. \u201cHe reminded me of Luke,\u201d she shuddered a little, which wasn\u2019t that surprising to Giles, considering injuries wrought that would have been life-threatening to anyone other than a Slayer. \u201cBut way more skilled- and a lot quicker on his feet\u201d She added, her gaze pensive. <em>Better threads and a handsome face to boot.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Not that it mattered. <em>Still a walking corpse<\/em>. And her natural enemy. Like she\u2019d ever forget the role that had ruined her normal life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">&#8220;The other one too,\u201d she added. Maybe a bit younger.&#8221; Though not by much, she reckoned. \u201cLooked like a Billy Idol Wannabe,\u201d her nose wrinkling in mild distaste. Until recalling the stark look in the bleached blonde&#8217;s blue eyes when their gazes met.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Buffy debated whether to mention it to her mentor. Perhaps she\u2019d imagined it?\u00a0 So much angst in the air, what with her spidey senses tripping off in full alert even as she fought those demons. Almost breaking her stride. Almost. On getting closer, the buzz only got worse.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Vampires experiencing guilt? Nope. Definitely not. He\u2019d turned away before she could figure out what she\u2019d seen. Then the bigger one was in her face. Arrogant bastard. Her hands still itched to dust his undead ass.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Giles was still busy digesting all the information his Slayer had given, taking it apart and compartmentalizing salient pieces. He\u2019d heard of instances where Vampires and demons had fought among themselves. Mostly over land rights \u2013 or potential victims.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">But from what he\u2019d garnered so far from Buffy, these particular Vampires had admitted to actively tracking the demons from New York in a continued attempt to eradicate them.\u00a0 That was, to his mind, quite an aberration.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">To leave their hunting grounds (if indeed they originated from New York?) in pursuit seemed rather odd to him. Succeeding in getting them off their territory should have been enough.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">In his studies at the WC, he\u2019d read that Vampire Clans were extremely territorial. Large numbers were involved in established Clans.\u00a0 Following orders given by their Clan leader? That idea didn\u2019t sit well. According to Buffy, they were definitely not minions. As with humans, their species did have their fair share of loners and small break-off groups.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">It all led back to the very demons who\u2019d attempted to kidnap a female victim \u2013 at a place with a history of attracting rituals of one sort or another. Which meant something was definitely afoot. Now he just needed to find out where exactly these two vampires figured into it all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">All he knew so far was that there was no love lost between them and the demons.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">So\u2026 what should be his Slayer\u2019s next move? He knew what it ought to be, although dreaded to think of the consequences of a second confrontation \u2013 with either group. Two or more against one had never been an issue for Buffy, but he\u2019d be an utter fool to think she\u2019d come out of either fight unscathed if, as she stated, the number of demons yet to be dealt with.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">And Vampires, where at least one of them was an equivalent to Luke in both age and strength.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Granted, the vampires had averted an almost certain tragedy by interfering in their fight. They\u2019d stated clearly that they intended to remain in Sunnydale until every last demon had been found and killed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Although that should have brought a smidgen of relief, it really didn\u2019t. It felt to him that they were simply replacing one threat with another.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Giles\u2019 gaze dropped to rest on the Sword that leaned against his coffee table. Quite unusual for a vampire to use a weapon. Most relied solely on their unnatural strength, speed and, of course, their fangs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">He took in the lines of the weapon with admiration. A broad blade with two lethal cutting edges. Broadswords were used to cut rather than stab, and were capable of efficiently removing limbs. Predominantly used by Knights in Medieval times. There was no doubt in Giles\u2019 mind that it was a genuine artifact, although he had never seen one in such fine condition. It had obviously been well cared for.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Reaching over, he grabbed the hilt, momentarily startled by the weight of it. Six pounds at least, he reckoned. Approximately 45 inches long, with a two-inch wide razor-edged blade that tapered to a point.\u00a0 The strength needed to wield it with ease would put many of today\u2019s men to shame. <\/span><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">The hilt itself was of a practical design, adorned with rings of steel and partially wrapped with leather for a better grip. The wear marks showed frequent use rather than simply the age of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">On carefully examining the blade, Giles noted an engraving on the base of the sword. Pulling out his ever-present handkerchief, he used it to rub away the dried blood that partially obscured it. <\/span><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">A Stylized \u2018A\u2019 had been etched quite deeply into the fine steel. The worn edges pointed to it being added at least a few centuries ago.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">\u201cYou think it\u2019s his initial?\u201d Buffy asked curiously; a stray thought of maybe putting her own mark on her favorite stake. It had originally belonged to Kendra, the Slayer who\u2019d been activated when she herself had temporarily died at the hands of The Master. <\/span><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Tragically, Kendra had been killed by a nutzoid vamp called Drusilla a year or so back. She&#8217;d disappeared shortly afterward, but Buffy had promised herself that if ever they came face to face, the dead Slayer\u2019s stake would be put to good use.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">A short-lived thought of honoring the girl by engraving &#8216;Mr Pointy\u2019 into the smooth wood died with a second thought\u2026 If ever lost, and found by a vampire\u2026 The sheer embarrassment she\u2019d feel of that etching being found on it just didn\u2019t bear thinking about.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">\u201cIt\u2019s a possibility,\u201d Giles response was murmured absently as his thoughts meandered. Wondering out loud that, if this were indeed a personalized engraving, would it lead to an insight into the owner of the sword?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Instinctively knowing where this line of thought was going, Buffy sighed; bottom lip pooching out with a little self-pity.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Research was on the books tonight. Literally.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2024\/04\/07\/mercenary-hearts-5\/\">Back<\/a> \/ <a href=\"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2024\/04\/07\/mercenary-hearts-7\/\">Part 7<\/a><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Rupert Giles&#8217; Home. 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