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The First Annual Seattle Slayers Camp-Out.

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This story is No. 3 in the series "The Seattle Slayers.". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: If you go down to the woods today you’ll find; death, destruction, religious cults and a demon that can’t be seen!

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Movies > Predator(Recent Donor)DaveTurnerFR1557,5791119,02216 Jun 0618 May 07Yes

Chapter Five.

EPILOGUE.

An hour later the Slayers had struck camp and packed everything into the SUV. Weapons had been cleaned and hidden and the two girls sent to check on the settlement had reported back. They had seen the remaining women and children walking away from the hamlet in the direction of the Ranger station.

Kennedy helped Willow into the front passenger seat then turned to the assembled slayers.

“Okay lets head for home; I know you’re all just dying to get in a hot shower.”

There was a small cheer from the girls.

“I don’t think we’ll be doing this again,” Kennedy turned to get into the vehicle.

“Oh! Miss!” cried several disappointed voices.

“It was fun!” Sally bounced on the balls of her feet as she spoke.

Kennedy turned to face the girls, “I thought you hated it!”

Monica stepped forward as the group’s spokes-slayer.

“The whole ‘communing with nature’ bit was lame Miss. But the ‘community demon slaying’ was fun. Can we do it again sometime?”

“I can’t guarantee monsters every time,” warned Kennedy.

“We’ll take our chances Miss.”

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Later that night Monica and Courtney were doing a sweep of Seattle’s vampire haunts, they had just dusted one vamp when Monica looked at her friend.

“Courtney?”

“Yep?”

“All that stuff you were doing today all that tracking stuff, was that for real?”

Courtney glanced over at her friend, “Can you keep a secret?”

Monica nodded her head.

“I make it all up as I go along.”

“You what!?!?”

“I play on peoples prejudices! They see a Native-American girl talking about things heading off in whatever direction, and they automatically assume I know what I’m talking about!”

“But!” spluttered Monica.

“By the time I’m proved wrong, they’ve forgotten what I said anyway, so…”

“That’s brilliant!” gasped Monica.

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Sitting in the darkened family room the two women gazed into the dying fire. Willow stretched and put her arm around Kennedy’s shoulder.

“You don’t have to be sneaky you know?”

“I know, but I like to keep in practice,” there was silence for a moment before Willow spoke again; “You do realise we’ve left evidence of extra-terrestrial life lying in a forest where it can be eaten by bears, don’t you?”

“You think bears’ eat alien-demon?”

“Maybe…” Willow shrugged her shoulders.

“I’ll take a couple of the girls up there tomorrow.” Kennedy snuggled up close to her girlfriend, “If the place isn’t crawling with police…”

“Oh! I called the police they said they’d look into that place. I’m sure they’ll decide it’s one of those ‘cult’ mass murder things.”

“And the stories about demons?”

“Just stories,” Willow sighed contentedly.

“We’re not dealing with the Sunnydale PD here.”

“But we have people on the inside.”

“I’m not so convinced,” Kennedy yawned, “Anyway, what was I saying? Yeah we’ll burry the body and pile rocks on it so the animals won’t dig it up again.”

Willow was silent again for a moment as if coming to a difficult decision.

“I’m going to try and phone Jack O’Niell tomorrow.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I sorta agreed if anything happened like this I’d let him know. If I can’t get him I’ll get Rona to contact Dr. Jackson.”

“Okay,” Kennedy agreed and slipped her hand into Willow’s blouse, “how’s your head?”

“Fine, it’s stopped throbbing now.”

“Feel up to keeping the girls awake?”

Willow pondered the question for a moment, “I expect I could manage an hour…or two!”

She grinned as she got up and started to head for their bedroom.

“Race ya!” squealed Kennedy leaping to her feet and chasing after Willow.

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THE END.
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