GOTHICA DEE & JESSICA BEE COME TO SUNNYDALE

Chapter 1

"So," said Xander Harris as he and the other Scoobies followed Buffy Summers' past the tombstones, "exactly how long did you say it'd take for this new batch of vampires to rise from their graves, Buffy? Because I'm thinking…the night's half over and since vamps are allergic to sunlight…"

Casting a strained stare in Xander's direction, thus shutting him up for the moment, Buffy duly noted that Willow Rosenberg, Cordelia Chase, Daniel "Oz" Osbourne, and, of course, her ever-present Watcher, Rupert Giles, were all lost to the throes of impassivity while walking within Sunnydale's largest, as well as most notorious haven for vampires, graveyard.

"Look, guys," heavily heaved Buffy, indolently allowing the stake of wood in one hand to simply dangle, "just because I can sometimes sense when a major vampire rising is about to take place, doesn't mean I can pinpoint the exact second…"

"Arrrrrr!"

Moving even more fluidly than she'd done since first accepting the thrust-upon-her mantle of Slayer, Buffy almost lazily landed bone-breaking punches and kicks on the just-risen vampire male, some 150 pounds heavier and six inches taller, before expertly puncturing his non-beating heart with that callously carried wooden stake.

Causing said vampire to instantly turn into so much ashen dust to be swiftly spread upon the breeze…

"…all I can do," continued Buffy as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred, "is be ready to take them out when they do pop up. Understand, Xander?"

"Uh," Xander started to say, even as he shot puzzled looks to the equally confounded Scoobies, "s-sorry I asked, Buffy. Uh, w-was that it or w-will there be a lot…?"

Before Xander could complete the quivering query…

"Gaarrrrr!"

"Gyyyyaaaaa!"

"Arrrrrrrrr!"

"Yaaaahhhhhggggg!"

"Y-you spoke too s-soon," stammered a still-nervous, even with her ever-growing witch-talents, Willow.

Buffy demonstrated why such as she was, essentially, born to be a Slayer as her seemingly super-powerful punches, kicks, throws swiftly sent attacking vampires, male and female, coming at them from all possible sides, down to the ground before shoving the pointed end of her single stake into undead hearts in order to instantly "dustify" her fanged antagonists.

Save for the few that, like it or not, the Scoobies were forced to confront and combat with more anti-vampire weapons, such as not only wooden stakes, but holy water, crucifixes, Seventeenth Century silver-bladed swords, as well as medieval wooden arrows-and-crossbows…

"Yeeeiiiiii!"

"Arrrggghhh!"

Ssssssssssssshhhhhhh-thunk!

Thump-Thud!

…until, before they even knew it, they'd actually helped Buffy obliterate quite a lot of freshly risen-from-the-grave bloodsucking vampires, even though their nerves remained rather raw.

"Th-that w-wasn't s-so hard."

"Xander…did you piss yourself?"

"I rather think he may have done something much, much worse."

"I always knew you were nasty, Xander, which was why I quit dating you."

"Hey, the feeling was mutual, Cordy…"

"Guys!"

The motley crew immediately fell silent as Buffy rolled her eyes in exasperation prior to proceeding deeper into Sunnydale's large graveyard in order to find and fillet still more monstrosities.

Such was when, hidden by darkness and shrubbery, two female vamps of exceptional strength and supernatural abilities watched and waited.

"What do you think, Gothica Dee?" asked the shorter, but only slightly so, of the two, as the slightly taller smiled in such a way as to allow vampiric canines to gleam in the moonlight.

"Hard to say, Jessica Bee," said Gothica Dee in a hushed aside to her eternal sibling. "She certainly looks like the leader…which would be what a true Slayer would have to be. I'm still a little concerned with these others."

"Yes," nodded Jessica Bee as she, too, bared razor-sharp vampiric teeth, "according to all secret historical records, the Slayer is supposed to be a solitary position. So why…?"

"Yes," agreed Gothica Dee with a lifting of her pale-skinned head. "Why would this one have an…entourage?"

END OF CHAPTER 1