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Chapter 1: Beginnings
London Calling
(Beginnings, Middles, Ends)
After the series finales of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel, many new slayers are born. These are the adventures of one new slayer.
(These stories will give a few references to the comics, but not a great deal and only for the beginning of the story. If you have not read them, this should not affect how you take into account my story, as I will go into great detail.)
Extended Summary:
After Buffy Summers and Willow Rosenberg gave every potential slayer the powers that were their birthright, slayers began to pop up all over the world. With all these new powers rising, the scooby gang decided to split up and build bases around the world and each take on the responsibility of training their own super squad. The last solo slayer, Buffy Summers, holds her base in Scotland with her dear friend, Xander(short for Alexander) Harris. Willow and her girlfriend Kennedy take their stand in Africa while Rupert Giles and Faith Lehane take England. Various other members of the group spread themselves throughout the world, like Andrew Wells taking base in Italy.
For Angel, the year after Buffy's grand success was filled with trials as he was joined by the reborn Spike and eventually attempted (and failed) to combat the apocalypse set forth by the evil Wolfram & Hart. After their failure, Angel's team parted ways as well. Angel continued fighting in Los Angeles with the ghost of his friend Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, and his son Connor. Spike and Illyria are living in Hollywood.
The big power surge that every potential got hit with affected each girl differently. For one specific nine year old girl, the power hits her like a bomb and she is forced into a coma. It is four years later, and this little unknown has been reliving the lives of every slayer to ever exist in super speed as she lay asleep. Now that she has awoken, Rupert Giles' slayer detection magic activates in a big way. Giles and Faith quickly get down to the small hospital in London to recruit the sleeping beauty.
London Calling
Chapter 1: Beginnings
A girl of thirteen wakes from her four year long sleep and sits up in her hospital bed. As her eyes meet the yellow wallpaper across from her, she rubs her eyes in confusion. She turns her head around and sees the room in all its glory. The bed she sits on is small, but her feet don't reach the end and there is a nightstand to the right of her. The nightstand is white, and bare. There is an open door leading to a bathroom and a small light hanging from the ceiling in the center of the room. There is a little window in the room to the left of her bed and a buzzer by the open wall. The open wall led to a hall.
The girl didn't get up, but just held her head as she felt a huge pain surge through her body. She could feel them. All of them. They were inside her mind and they were starting to crack her fragile head. She tried to stand from her bed and nearly fell from unfamiliarity. She fumbled to the restroom and shakily reached for the door. Any onlooking observer might think of her as a newborn calf taking its first steps, though a great deal more pathetic.
Inside the little bathroom was a little toilet and a little sink. Above the sink was a mirror. The girl walked over to the mirror and looked into it to see a stranger looking back at her. The girl in the mirror was of average height for an English thirteen year old girl and her hair was a dark auburn. Her skin was pale and slightly freckled around her nose and cheeks. It was as though she hadn't seen sunlight in years, and her eyes were deep brown, dilating in the change of lighting in the bathroom.
She touched her hand to the mirror and noticed it was cracked in the corner. She touched the crack and cut her finger. She pulled her hand back instantly and stared at the cut on her finger. Blood began to show and she felt the pain in her head return. She became filled with memories of all the deaths any and all slayers had ever experienced and she fell to the floor. She hit the bathroom door as she crumbled to the ground and a nurse heard the crash. The nurse quickly rang the buzzer by the door and called for help.
At Giles's England Home Base…
Giles and Faith were in a large room with bookshelves along every wall and a couch and table in the center. Faith was sitting on the table twirling a small knife in her hands while Giles had just entered the room with a cup of tea. Suddenly a burst of golden light energy fell through the ceiling and continued through the table. The table shook and Faith dropped her knife and stood from the table.
Faith: "Giles! What the hell was that?"
Giles: "The slayer detection spell. Given the power of the energy, I would say a powerful one, a new one."
Faith: "Oh, is that all?"
Giles: "Quite."
Agitated by Faith's sarcastic attitude, Giles chose not to continue with frivolous dialogue. He went to a bookshelf on the far wall of the room and opened one of the old books. He opened it and the inside was hollow. Faith scoffed at the secret compartment in the book. Inside was a crystal. Giles took the crystal and walked over to the table. With Faith off the table, a map was clearly visible on its surface. Giles mumbled a little spell in a foreign language and the crystal began to glow as he moved it around the map. Over a small London hospital, the crystal shone bright and the piece of the map scorched slightly.
Faith: "That was a nifty trick. You'll need a new map now."
Giles: "Yes. Rather nifty. I scryed for the slayer's power source, and it is coming from the hospital just down the road. Let's go."
Faith smiled and picked up her knife from the floor. She followed Giles out the door.
At the Hospital…
Giles and Faith walk into the girl's hospital room with her doctor. The girl is lying in her bed with her head facing the window. She is awake, but just staring out the window. She doesn't even notice the others walk in. The doctor walked over to the girl's little bed and pulls out her chart. Faith and Giles listen intently as the doctor speaks.
Doctor: "She was admitted nearly four years ago and was brought in by a young man. He claimed that he had just found her lying on the street. She has been in a coma since she came in and has just woken up. Rather remarkable, really. We believed there was little, if any, chance that she would wake. According to tests, her brain has been more active than any comatose patient we have ever had, though we are only a small mostly private hospital. We have been keeping her alive through a fund set up for her care by the man who came in, though he claimed strongly that he had never met or even seen her before in his life. Since she has woken, she hasn't said a word. She has burst into tears several times and on occasion, screamed at the nurses. If this is your niece, we will need her information for filing, and I could give you the information of the man paying for her care."
Giles: "Well," he turned to doctor, "may we have a few moments alone with her?"
The doctor nodded and left the room. A nurse stood just outside.
Giles: "Faith, she has clearly been having the visions."
Faith: "Another slayer. Wow."
Faith was in a mood, but this girl's sudden awakening was strange. Other than the few slayers being born everyday, there hadn't been any slayers to gain powers in the middle of their lives like this, at least not since there was only supposed to be one. All the new slayers had gotten their abilities at the same time. This girl's coma must have kept her dormant from the others. Delaying her being noticed.
Faith approached the girl and stood in front of the view of the window. Faith gave a smirk at the young girl and the girl sat up on the bed and returned the smirk. Faith turned back to Giles and smiled. Giles ignored Faith and focused on the girl.
Giles: "Do you speak, at all?"
Faith: "No one worth talking to."
Giles: "Not you. Faith, enough."
Faith laughed and they both turned to the girl in hopes of a response. The girl looked at them both and spoke a single word.
Girl: "William."