My Season 5

Author's Note: This is actually a pretty unbelievable if you ask me, but hey whatever gets me through the day.  Basically this is what I think season 5 should be…although I haven't found a place for Spike quite yet. It's not actually in script form because I really cannot do that very well… So it's in my old favourite easy to write style. Blame it on my =w= fics…or listening to maladroit on a continuous loop… yes what you heard is true, maladroit really does rot your brains kids so beware… Oh and by the way the titles are just random song lyrics offa maladroit, I want to see how many lyrics can actually work with the story…

And so it begins…

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Part 1: We got a long way to go

[Inside Wolfram and Hart a young woman in her mid 20s enters and looks around for the reception office, she sees it and heads over to speak to the secretary]

Young Woman: [with a British accent] Hello there, I'm looking for a Mr. Wesley Wyndham-Pryce. Is he in?

Secretary: [smiles] Oh yes, Ms. Livingston, we've been expecting you, just take the elevators over there [points towards the elevators] and go up to the 10th floor and into room 313, its on the left.

MS. LIVINGSTON: [frazzled] Oh…[nervous laughs] so that's….

Secretary: [digs in her desk and takes out a paper] Here you can use this map of the 10th floor. Have Fun.

MS. LIVINGSTON: Thank you [walks away from desk and heads over to elevator and waits for it to open]

[a group of people get on the elevator]

Older Man: [smiles] ah, MS. LIVINGSTON how are you? Going up to see Mr. Pryce?

MS. LIVINGSTON: [nervously] How do you know who I am? And what I'm doing?

Older Man: The executives of the company know everything about everyone who walks in those doors, It's a job perk really. I thought a woman of your knowledge would already know these things.

MS. LIVINGSTON: well then…I believe this is my floor. Good Day

Older Man: Good Luck convincing him. [Smiles and waves]

MS. LIVINGSTON: Why thank you. [door closes] That was a bit disturbing, now to find this office.

[walks a bit then finds the door open with Wes sitting at his desk. She knocks]

WESLEY: [surprised] Oh, yes come on in, and you are?

MS. LIVINGSTON: Hello Mr. Pryce, my name is Rebecca Livingston, and I am really surprised you don't know who I am… Everyone else seems to.

WESLEY: [laughs] I'm only a department head, I'm on a need to know basis, the executives know everything. But please feel free to call me Wesley

MS. LIVINGSTON: Alright Wesley, You do know about the council's [in mock] unfortunate demise?

WESLEY: [gets serious] yes what a about it?

MS. LIVINGSTON: [laughs] Oh there's too much to say, but I'll start with the basics. I have found reason to believe, that a member of the council was behind the explosion, therefore killing his comrades and leaving hundreds of watchers and their potentials lost.

WESLEY: How do you know it was a council member?

MS. LIVINGSTON: Shortly before the explosion, they moved the watchers academy, in order to protect their [sarcastically] precious watchers in training from any harm. Shortly afterwards, Bringers came after the school; in fact all the future watchers were killed during their sleep, I believe it was a deadly gas, and whoever ended up living through that, was stabbed and gutted. The only ones who survived were the three who snuck out for the night, Marie Morton, Samuel Fisher and myself.

WESLEY: Well, how do you know it was a watcher and not a student?

MS. LIVINGSTON: Because, there was only one council member who was not in the meeting that day. He had came to oversee us all, then he vanished that night with the Bringers.

WESLEY: Well this is problematic isn't it?

MS. LIVINGSTON: But that is not why I am here. I am actually rebuilding the council, [smiles] and in no way like that of the past. [Eyes sparkle] A more modern and flexible council. There are thousands of girls out there who now harness powers [sighs] yet they don't fully understand what they are capable of and this is a danger.

WESLEY: You know this is a very arduous task that is almost impossible, and you are still quite young, but I want to know what I have to do with this.

MS. LIVINGSTON: A little patience please. I have been recruiting all those who have lived through this ordeal; there are only 3 watchers still alive, 4 if my theory is correct. Two watchers in training, myself and Samuel who was in his first year, besides I've only had 2 years of training.  There is the witch Willow, an incredibly high powerful woman who is responsible for all the new slayers, and of course the slayer who has lived through it all. [getting faster] I managed to contact Mr. Giles, Ms. Summers, and Ms. Rosenberg; all of them are willing to help me out. They would be on the head council, seeing as they have great experience, and both Rupert and Willow have offered to train young girls, both already assigned to their proper slayers. [nervously] So what I want to know is, are you interested?

WESLEY: [confused] I hate to ask this, but what is going on with the slayers?

MS. LIVINGSTON: Oh my god, No one's told you? About how Willow managed to tap into the slayer's source and now all young girls who could be slayers are slayers.

WESLEY: So does that mean every young girl and woman?

MS. LIVINGSTON: More or less yes, only a few do not have this slayer ability, seers, half demons, those born into magical families and a few others.

WESLEY: I see, so you're asking me to help you out in this why?

MS. LIVINGSTON: To be perfectly honest, the Bringers didn't seek you out, you are alive, not to mention the fact that you have experience and have limitless resources from this company available to you. Not only that, but there is a factor that may interest you. Unfortunately I can't pay you.

WESLEY: I'm not concerned about money. What is this interest of mine?

MS. LIVINGSTON: [smiles] A young girl, around 15, Rupert is bringing along the slayers and the girls who show promise over here along with Ms. Summers and Willow. They should be here soon. If you accept my offer it would be your job to train her. Her name is Michelle.

WESLEY: [Smiles] I make no promises. When will they get here?

MS. LIVINGSTON: Hopefully in 2 days if all goes to plan. But when they do get here there is a matter of utmost importance we must discuss before it's too late. I just need a meeting place, Willow suggested the Hyperion, but it looks like you no longer use it.

WESLEY: No that is as good a place as any. So I presume I'll see you in 2 days, at what time?

MS. LIVINSTON: Around 10 am, I have no clue when the bright yellow bus will get there.

WESLEY: Bright yellow bus?

MS. LIVINGSTON: [laughs] Uh huh, it'll be a grand old time, goodbye Mr. Pryce, [heads out the door then turns around] Oh and you can call me Becca.

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So how'd you all like it? More to come, Odds are good I'll keep writing even if I don't get any reviews but reviews rock my striped rainbow toe socks right off.