Jobs
Episode 1
Summers' House:
"Giles!" Buffy called, "I'm leaving for work!"
Giles emerged at the top of the stairs.
"Alright, Buffy," he replied.
"Have fun with the girls!" she called before shutting the door behind her.
Buffy walked to her car. She had finally taken her driver's test and passed. She even got her own car. She had a job now too. She was the counselor at the new Sunnydale High now. It was her job to talk to the students and help them with their problems. And now it was the first day of the new school year.
Giles came down the stairs. He hadn't found a place to stay. He was the only one that hadn't. The house was pretty full. Giles, Willow, and Spike were all staying there. The Watcher's Council had been completely destroyed, so Giles was out of a job. He had been spending his days looking for a job or training the potentials with the help of Spike.
Willow had gone back to U.C. Sunnydale. They let her back in because her grades had been so high. She still practiced magik, but hadn't gone evil anymore. She also lived with Buffy.
Spike was the one of two vampires on earth with a soul. He lived in Buffy's basement. Of course, he was only able to leave the house at night or he would burn. Spike would help Giles train the slayers-in-training at night. It was a tough job training all those girls, but someone had to do it.
Xander's construction company had rebuilt Sunnydale High. He had earned a lot of money doing that job. He was now living in an apartment somewhere in Sunnydale and had a brand new car. He would occasionally help train the slayers-in-training.
Anya had left Sunnydale. She didn't give anyone reasons to why she left. She just told them she was leaving and so she did. They all hoped that she wouldn't continue doing vengeance, but it was her passion and she couldn't just give that up. She left right after the spring apocalypse.
Wesley headed back to Los Angeles to continue fighting on Angel's side. He was lucky to still be alive after his encounter with the mutant vampires. He and Faith were tracking them down throughout the world. In England, they found a hideout. Something had exploded and killed Faith. Wesley had been pretty injured, but managed to get away alright. He had made it back to Sunnydale in the spring.
Cemetery:
Buffy hated it. She had risked her life in fighting the supposed First Evil. Unfortunately, she had defeated something else, something not as old, not as powerful. She was told by a supposed angel that all evil would be destroyed if she had killed this thing. Something was messing with her and her friends.
She was in the cemetery patrolling. Giles wanted her to patrol on her own tonight. Even though she was twenty-three, she still obeyed Giles. It wasn't like he was a watcher though. The Council had been completely destroyed last spring.
"Slayer!" someone shouted, snapping her out of her thoughts.
Buffy knew better than to reply. She looked around the cemetery to see what it was. She gripped her stake tightly. Buffy was not afraid of what this thing may be. She had faced death several times and thousands of other horrible things.
The bushes nearby began to rustle and out climbed a vampire. Buffy smiled. She was glad that it was just a vampire. She wasn't in the mood to face a demon tonight. Her grip loosened on the stake and she slid it back into her pocket.
"Big mistake to come looking for me," she told the vampire.
"I've come to prove to all vampires that I can, in fact, kill a slayer," he spoke.
This vampire reminded her of Spike. His black hair was slicked back with gel. He was normal height and normal build. She knew that she could kill him easily.
"We'll see about that," Buffy replied.
The vampire came at her. He tried to punch her several times, but couldn't hit her. She just kept dodging and blocking his hits. She finally decided that she had played around enough. She slid her stake out of her pocket. In one quick motion, the stake pierced the vampire's heart. He exploded into dust. She brushed the dust out of her hair and continued walking.
Dublin, Ireland:
Anyanka had arrived in Ireland earlier in the day. Her vengeance job had taken her all over the world. She had been very pleased with the work she had been doing lately, helping distressed woman throughout the world.
She had left Sunnydale a few weeks after the apocalypse. She was so relieved to get out of there. Of course she had known that evil had not been defeated. The First still lived somewhere. She hadn't told Giles or Buffy. They would figure it out eventually on their own.
Anyanka was walking down a busy street in Dublin, Ireland. It was the middle of the afternoon and no one seemed to be calling out for vengeance. She was extremely bored. There was nothing at all to do. She didn't even feel like shopping, which was strange.
As she walked by one store, an old man bumped into her.
"Watch it!" she yelled at him.
"From beneath you, it devours," the man said, then continued down the street.
"I've heard that before," Anyanka said aloud, "But where?"
She went on her way, still pondering on where she had heard that saying before.
"I've got it!" she exclaimed after walking around for a bit, "That was the saying back in Sunnydale. It had something to do with the First Evil."
Buffy's House:
"How was patrol tonight?" Giles asked.
"Same as usual, boring," Buffy replied.
"Vampires?" he questioned.
"Yeah."
"Just some wacko vamp that thought he could beat me."
"Don't underestimate their strength."
"Giles, I've come across worse things than that."
"I know, Buffy, just be careful."
"I will, Giles. Goodnight."
Buffy went upstairs to her room. It was late and she had to go to work tomorrow. It was tough having a job and being the slayer.
Sunnydale High Basement:
"You didn't think that I would let you off that easily did you?" Spike asked.
"What do you want with me?" Spike questioned.
Spike had left Buffy's basement and was drawn to the high school basement. Now he was talking to himself.
"You are all part of the plan. I need you to get rid of the slayers," Spike said.
"I can't do that," Spike replied.
"Have you ever seen a real vampire?" Spike questioned.
"I am a real vampire," Spike replied.
"Ha! You are a vampire, not a real one. If you do not get someone, I will use you to bring forth this vampire. And you will tremble in fear at his sight," Spike informed.
Spike didn't answer the other him. Suddenly, it transformed into Buffy.
"And trust me," Buffy said, "You don't want to be the one to bring forth this vampire."
"Leave me alone!" Spike shouted, grasping his head.
"I can't do
that, Spike," Buffy replied, "Go, and bring back someone else!"
Spike ran out of the basement,
still grasping his head. He busted open the basement door and ran right into
Buffy, who was coming back from the faculty room. They both fell to the floor.
"What the hell, Spike? What the hell are you doing here? And why are you coming out of the basement?"
"Buffy…help…me!" Spike shouted, sitting up. He was still holding his head.
"What's wrong with you?" Buffy questioned.
"It's here!" he yelled.
"What is?" she asked.
"It's here in the school. Its evil!" he shouted and turned back towards the basement.
He tripped and fell down the stairs. Buffy stood up and ran down the stairs after him. Spike was out cold. While she was down here, Buffy decided to check everything out.
She was guided through the lost corridors by the dim light. The basement was like one giant maze. If she wasn't careful, she would get lost. She wandered around for a while, until she came to a giant steel door.
"Why would there be a steel door down here?" she asked aloud.
She grasped the crack and tried to pry the door open. It wouldn't budge. She began pounding on it. No luck. She turned around and began looking for something to pry the door open with. No luck either.
She heard footsteps in the darkness. But she couldn't see what it was.
"Who's there?" Buffy questioned.
"This is no place for a little girl," it said.
"You have no idea who you're dealing with, do you?" Buffy questioned.
"You have become lost within this place. Now you will die!" it shouted.
Out of the shadows walked a giant demon, carrying a sword. It stood about six foot tall and had a large horn protruding from it's forehead.
"Oh, scary," Buffy said sarcastically.
Buffy was a little scared since she didn't have a weapon to fight with. The demon swung the sword. Buffy ducked and the sword barely missed her head. She couldn't take this demon in this small area and without a weapon. She turned and ran to the exit.
"Running from me?" the demon questioned, "No one runs from me!"
Buffy continued running through the twisted corridors, the demon followed. She made it back to the stairs. Spike was still lying there, out cold. She couldn't just leave him there for the demon to get. So she picked him up and made her way out of the basement.
She burst through the door, carrying Spike. The demon trudged up the stairs after her. She ran down the hallway and into a classroom. Unfortunately for Buffy, there was a class going on.
"Can I help you, miss?" the teacher asked, "Oh my god!"
"Sorry 'bout this," Buffy replied, "Could you just keep an eye on him?"
She placed Spike's unconscious body on the floor and ran out of the classroom.
She still hadn't found a weapon to fight the demon.
"Puny girl," the demon said as he emerged from the basement.
"Couldn't you have just waited down there for me?" Buffy asked, sarcastically.
It ran at her, sword raised. Buffy tripped it as it ran towards her. It fell to the ground, the sword sliding across the floor and stopping at the wall.
"Somebody's in trouble," Buffy smirked as she picked up the sword.
The demon stared in horror as she brought the sword down. She sliced it's head clean off. The demon didn't dust or turn to slime, the body just stayed there.
"I wonder how much it'll cost for the removal of this thing," Buffy said aloud. She dropped the sword and went back to the classroom where she left Spike. He was still lying on the floor.
"Excuse me, miss," the teacher began, "What is going on?"
"Sorry, love to chat," Buffy said, "But can't."
She picked up Spike and left the classroom. That's when it hit her. She couldn't just walk out of the building in the middle of the day, carrying Spike. For one, he would burn. Two, there was no two.
She had no choice but to put him back down in the basement. She walked down the stairs and laid Spike against some crates.
"You'll have to stay here," Buffy spoke, laying him down.
London, England:
London was a beautiful place. Jake and Cindy had escaped the Council explosion and decided to stay in England for a bit. They agreed that they would return to Sunnydale eventually. They both were sure that everyone thought them to be dead. It didn't matter right now though. They were too busy enjoying themselves on their vacation.
Unfortunately, they kept hearing the saying 'from beneath you, it devours'. Neither knew what that meant, but Cindy had remembered hearing it from Spike a few times before. It was really starting to bug them, since they couldn't figure out what it meant. They had spent a lot of their time searching for the meaning.
They were walking down a crowded London street. Jake was pretty bored, but Cindy seemed to be enjoying herself. She had gotten a lot of shopping done. Jake personally thought it was unnecessary shopping.
"Hey!" Cindy called, "A fortune teller!"
She stopped in front of the tent. Instead of waiting for Jake to catch up, she walked inside.
"Hello," the lady inside said, "Are you here to have your fortune read?"
"Yes," Cindy said, handing the lady five dollars.
"Sit down and I will tell you," the lady informed.
Cindy took a seat. The lady began looking into the crystal ball. She was very serious and concentrating hard.
"Ah yes," she began, "I see danger in your future."
"Danger?" Cindy questioned.
"You will return to the mouth of hell soon," the lady continued, "There you will face a great evil and death."
"What?" Cindy questioned, "How can that be?"
"I do not question," the lady said, "I just tell of your future."
"Fine!" Cindy shouted, "Goodbye!"
Just before she exited the tent, the lady called her back.
"I have one more thing to tell you," the lady called.
Cindy turned and faced the woman.
"From beneath you…it devours," the lady said and disappeared.
Cindy was left, confused, standing in the place where the tent used to be.
"Cindy," Jake called, "What was that about?"
"The lady said that I would return to the mouth of hell and face a great evil and death," she informed, "Then she said that phrase, 'from beneath you, it devours'."
"That's weird," Jake said.
"I agree," she replied.
Buffy's House:
"Giles, something scared Spike this morning," Buffy informed, "He came barreling out of that basement at the high school."
"Why was he even at the school?" Giles questioned.
"That's a good question," Buffy replied.
Buffy had gotten back from work and immediately told Giles what had happened.
"When I went to look around the basement, I was attacked by a huge sword-carrying demon," she continued, "I managed to knock the sword from its hands and sliced its head off."
"Thanks for the details Buffy," Giles informed, sarcastically.
"Just thought you may have wanted to know," she said, "You are my watcher."
"Buffy, we've been over this before. The Watcher's Council has been destroyed," Giles began, "I am no longer a watcher, for the Council no longer exists."
"I know, I know," she said, "You tell me like everyday."
"Okay, Buffy," Giles said, backtracking to the previous topic, "What did you do with Spike?"
"I left him in the basement."
"Well he should be safe there until he comes to."
Sunnydale High Basement:
"You are all part of the plan," Spike informed.
"I can't!" Spike yelled, "I won't!"
"You can and you will!" Spike replied.
"What are you?" Spike asked.
"I am you," he answered.
"No!" Spike shouted, "That's not possible!"
"Of course it is!" Spike smirked.
"How?" Spike asked.
"It doesn't matter," Spike replied, "You're job is to kill these precious humans. Turn them all into my army!"
"Do it yourself!" Spike yelled.
"I would," he began, "If I could. I cannot take solid form. You will do this, or you will suffer unbearable torment."
"I will not!"
"You will!"
"What is this about?"
Spike transformed into Buffy.
"It's all about the power!"