You sat in a bar.
A man sat next to you.
You instincts alarmed and you sighed.
A vampire.
"Hello, slayer," he greeted.
"What do you want?" you groaned.
"My name's Angel," he said.
"How ironic," you said, rolling your eyes, "Mine's Y/N."
He smiled and ordered a drink, as you ordered one.
"It's on me," he told the bartender.
You looked at him.
"What do you want?" you repeated.
"Just trying to figure out why the new slayer is spending her first night at a bar," he shrugged.
"Maybe because I don't want this," you snapped, "I didn't ask for this. They had no right to just show up and force me into this life."
He looked at you sympathetically.
"But if you don't do it, who will?" he tried to reason.
"Another potential slayer," you shrugged.
"Look, I know you don't want to be a slayer, but that doesn't change the fact that you are. So either accept it, or let the vampires find and kill you first," Angel told you.
"They can find me?" you asked.
"Just like you can find them," he nodded.
"Why are you helping me?" you asked, facing him fully.
You realized how handsome he was.
He offered you a smile.
"I like to help. Think of me as a friend," he said.
You put money on the counter, finishing your drink.
"I'm going home," you said, "Have a goodnight, Angel."
You walked out of the bar.
You felt someone grab your hand and looked to see Angel.
"What are you doing?" you asked.
"Sh. Keep walking home," he instructed.
Your instincts alarmed again.
"There's another one," you sighed.
He nodded at you.
He led you into a patch of trees, breaking a branch.
"Go ahead. I'll get this one," he said.
You snatched the makeshift stake from him.
"It's now or never, right," you spoke.
"Y/N," he said.
You ignored him and stepped in front of the following vampire.
He bared his fangs at you.
You waited.
He jumped at you.
You threw the stake at him.
Ashes fell to the ground.
Angel wrapped his arm around you.
"Maybe I could get used to this," you said.
"Wait til you meet a demon," he said.
"Those exist?" you asked.
He chuckled.
"I'll teach you," he promised.
"So we're friends now?" you asked.
"Maybe more," he said, looking down at you.
"I wouldn't mind that," you smiled, walking home with him.
He smiled back.
"This is going to be fun."