Welcome to the Hellmouth

Summary: Members of the Veritas Project investigate weird occurrences in a certain town called Sunnydale, California. Once there they find themselves up against their greatest fears and uncover the ancient legend behind the city of Sunnydale.

Disclaimer: I own none of this. At least not now.

Elisha Springfield was your normal teenage girl. Well, if you count working for a government agency called the Veritas Project at the age of 17 with her twin brother Elijah and mother Sarah, and dad Nate. The last assignment they took almost took her life as well. So she is always hesitant about taking new ones. She sat on the sofa in their RV surfing the web for a CD she really wanted.

Elijah walked into the RV and went over to sit next to his sister. "Hey, we got a new assignment. It's across the nation in a place called Sunnydale, California."

Elisha looked at him and sighed, "Why are we going? I thought we were taking some time off."

"So did I but obviously, Dad thought it was urgent to go. So we are leaving tomorrow."

Elisha sighed again and said, "I'm going to bed, wake me when I get there."

Sarah and Nate walked in and saw Elisha's retreating back. Sarah turned to Elijah and asked, "She didn't take the news well?"

"What do you think? She nearly died on our last mission. I think I would also be a little reluctant to go on another one." Elijah followed his sister's footprints and walked into their room.

Sara and Nate looked at each other and reluctantly went up to the front of the RV and began to drive it towards California.

Back in the bedroom, Elisha sat down on her bed after taking a picture frame off of the dresser. She looked down on it and she saw her soon to be ex-boyfriend, Blake Hornsby and her holding hands and getting ready to dance. A small tear cascaded down her cheek as she threw the picture across the room, nearly clipping her brother as he came through the door.

He ducked the flying frame and picked it up after it hit the wall. "I know this has to be tearing you up inside, but you can't just hate them for moving. Elish, we get paid to do this."

"What, BREAKING MY HEART! I really don't think that is fair. Just leave me be for a while."

Elijah nodded, whispered "If you need me, just call." and walked out of the room to go chill on the sofa.

Elisha picked up her cell phone, hit Blake's speed dial, and when he picked up, she rambled out, "Blake, I am really sorry, but I have to leave. I am actually calling you from the road, and I really am sorry but I have to break up because long distance relationships are a bitch."

"Well… I really don't know what to say. I know I will miss you but…"

"No, anything else will just make this harder than it already is. I will miss you a lot Blake. Good-bye." She hung up her phone and threw herself back onto her bed and began weeping into her pillow.

Elijah heard his sister sobbing and slightly was beginning to tear as well.

Buffy Summers walked down the streets of Sunnydale. She was wearing a tight tube top, jeans, jacket, and a hat. Her arsenal tonight consisted of two vials of hell-fire, a super-soaker full of holy water, and one stake.

She thought how she should be heading home, because her sister had parents day at school. Since her mother died two years ago and they both have not heard from their father in over a good couple of years.

She began walking down her street when she saw a vampire running up towards her. She whipped out the super-soaker, pumped the pump quickly and pulled the trigger dowsing the vamp in holy water, causing it to dust instantly.

She walked back inside and collapsed on the couch.