True Potential

Chapter one

Summary: meet Natasha, a 15 year old girl from Wales, UK. When she discovers that she's a potential slayer and tries to leave for California, her family think she's insane…

(set in season 7)

A.N: this is something I'm wanted to try, but I'm not sure what you guys will think, so PLEASE read and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review! Also, I wasn't sure how the potentials got rounded up, I read the script for the first episode with the potentials, but there wasn't much on the cluey front, so I made a guess as to how it might happen, so don't flame about me having got it wrong please, although, no flames at all would be nice. Anyways, on with the fictioness…

Natasha walked out of the gate that separated the abnormal land that was school from the outside world. She was slightly ahead of the other girls she walked home with, but it didn't bother her. She didn't really like most of them anyway, they were all girly and pink and let's face it, Natasha wasn't. She loosened her purple, grey and blue tie and rolled the sleeves on her jumper up.

'I can't wait for the summer holidays; thank god I won't have to wear this stupid uniform for six whole weeks.'

It was a sunny day, or at least as sunny as it could get in Blackwood. Natasha turned left and headed towards the huge playing field she was soon to walk through. Alana, one of the girls she walked home with, caught up with her.

"Tash! Why didn't you wait for us?"

"Don't call me that. And I did wait; I started walking when I saw you come round the corner."

"I don't class that as waiting." Alana said.

"Whatever leave me in peace." Natasha quickened her pace and entered the car park of the field.

There was a big, black jeep at the end of the car park, by the path she had to take to her house. A man Natasha had never seen before sat in the driver's seat, the window wound down. He seemed to be looking for somebody. Natasha thought nothing else of it and carried on walking. She started to wonder what was up, however, when she was approaching the car's direction. The man was looking at her, before looking down and back up again.

'Oh crap, what if he's one of my net mates? Oh my god I'm about to be abducted.'

She took a deep breath and carried on walking. The man cleared his throat and said, "Excuse me."

"Um, yeah?" Natasha said. The man had an English accent, and she knew a lot of people over the internet from England.

"Are you Natasha Davies, by any chance?"

"Yeah, who's asking?

'If he attacks, run. No, kick him in the manly area, and then run.'

"My name is Rupert Giles. I wonder if you could get in the car for a moment."

"Um, Mr Giles, I don't get in the car with strange men."

"I swear, I'm not going to hurt you, I need to talk to you."

"I don't know, my mother wouldn't like it if she hears I got in a car with a stranger."

"Well just come nearer then." Giles said.

Natasha did as he said and stood next to his window.

"Do you know by any chance, what a vampire is?"

"Uh, a blood sucking dead thing, sometimes named Dracula."

"Well, I guess that's good enough," Giles paused and cleaned his glasses in his shirt, "Have you ever seen a vampire?"

"Yeah, plenty of times. On TV, and in the form of little kids begging for sweets."

"No, an actual real live vampire." Giles said, as if it was an everyday thing to be asking people about vampires.

"Giles. Rupert. Um hate to be the one to rain on your parade, but vampires aren't real."

"I'm sorry, but you are quite mistaken, they do exist."

"Right," Natasha paused, "and I can turn into a giant praying mantis."

"Oh, dear lord, I really dislike those things."

Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"Anyway, I have something for you." Giles said, holding out a big, brown book.

Natasha took the book in her two hands. It was heavy, and covered in carvings. The title read 'Vampyr'.

"What the heck is this thing?"

"Take it. Read it. You'll understand then."

TBC…Hope you liked, I felt it was pretty good, but let me know!