Saw
The Sunnydale Project
Takes place in the beginning of season five of Buffy and is a Saw crossover. After a night she'll never fully remember Buffy wakes up in an abandoned warehouse where she's at the mercy of the serial killer Jigsaw.
A/N This will be a very short story and there will be character death so don't get mad if your favorite character dies. Also this is just an experimental fic of sorts.
Chapter 1
Waking Up
The soft sound of hissing gas could be heard as a pretty blond woman struggled to come out of her unconsciousness. Suddenly, her eyes flew open and she came to life, opening her mouth and gasping for air. Getting her groggy limbs to work, she lifted herself off of the floor of the pitch dark room and fell down woosily coughing and gasping from shock and what she knew had to be some kind of sleeping drug that was going through her body.
The last thing she could remember was walking to the Bronze to meet Willow and Xander and then a gloved hand going over her nose and mouth with a funny smelling rag. Pushing that to the back burners of her mind Buffy managed to get to her feet, but as she moved forward she realized that her ankle was chained to something. Feeling her way over to a pipe in the corner, she reached down and pulled at her chain that was attached to it.
"What the hell is going on?! Where am I?" she yelled out to no one as she turned into her corner, touching the wall for a light switch. Suddenly she smelled something sour and wrinkled her nose in disgust. "God, what is that smell?"
With a loud click and an even louder buzzing sound, the very bright fluorescent lights in the room came to life, lighting up in rows, as she hit the light switch. She was nearly blinded by the sudden change from pitch black to bright white and squinted in pain, holding up her arms to cover her face. It took her a moment but her eyes finally started to adjust, and she looked around the room.All that she could make out was that she was in what appeared to be a warehouse because of the wooden crates and old looking factory machines. As her gaze went towards the center of the room, a look of horror came over her face.
There in the middle of the room was Giles hanging by a noose, his skin deathly pale and a chair kicked over under his feet. Watching his dead, lifeless body swing back and forth, Buffy leaned over, gagging and coughing up vomit. Sinking to her knees, as tears fell down her cheeks, she thought about the man that was like a father and mentor to her. After a few moments she pulled herself together and stood back to her feet. Summoning her Slayer strength she gave a final tug to the shackle that was around her leg and snapped it off.
With shaky legs she walked over to her Watcher and stared up at his face. Wiping the last of her tears off of her face she reached down, picked up the chair, and stepped up on it so she could reach the rope around his neck. As she was about to take the rope away from around his neck, she suddenly looked down at his mouth and saw something black sticking out of it. Letting out a sigh and a wince she opened his mouth and pulled out a small tape.
Looking it over she saw that it had the words 'play me' written on the side of it. As her mind flashed back to when she first overlooked the room, she remembered seeing a table with something sitting on it. Looking behind herself, she saw that only a few feet away on a table sat a white envelope. Saying a silent prayer for Giles she stepped down off of the chair and walked over to the table slowly. Making sure nothing would jump out of the shadows at her, she picked up the envelope and saw that her name was written across it in black letters.
Opening it, she emptied out it's contents and found a tape recorder, a tiny flashlight, and a key. Pocketing the key and the flashlight she picked up the tape, popped it in and pressed play. As she did a chilling deep, raspy, sinister male voice came from the tape. As it spoke, Buffy's expression was fearful, but the thought of how does this person know me, was written across her face.
"Hello Buffy you wanna play a game?" the voice asked with a slight pause. "Through most of your teen years you've been the hero. Saving those that needed to be saved and putting your life at risk. Well tonight will be no different. Before we start I want it to be perfectly clear that you can walk out of here at anytime, anytime at all. But if you do and try to go to the police you'll be condemning your family and loved ones to death. Xander, Willow, Dawn they're all here. So choose what you do Slayer. Speaking of choices your Watcher made one earlier today. When he awoke in this place he saw me standing over you about to put one of my...devices around your head. To save your life I offered him a choice, it was going to be either his life or yours and he chose you." the killer said with a hardy chuckle making Buffy stop the tape.
'He did that for me?' she asked as another tear threatened to fall. A sneer crossing her features instead, because of what she was going to do to this guy if she ever caught him, she composed herself yet again and played the rest of the tape.
"When you walk out of this room, you will find a series of marked doors. Behind each door you will find one or more of your friends in danger. Friends that you will have to either save or watch die. You will also find in the room a key that will open up a door to another room. And don't think for one second that your Slayer strength or speed will help you this time. Let the game begin."