A/N: This story was not my idea. It was someone's plot bunny that I took up with that person's permission. That person operates on a different site (where I've also posted this story) and goes by the user name Superslayer (there is a Superslayer on this site, but I don't think it's the same one). So credit goes to Superslayer for the idea. I only executed it. The timeline is after 'Once More With Feeling' for Buffy and during 'The End' for Supernatural. Even though it's 2001 in the Buffy timeline and 2009 in Supernatural assume for the story that it's the same year for both universes (2009). Without any further delay, enjoy!
Buffy Anne Summers
Beloved Sister
Devoted Friend
She Saved the World
A lot
Buffy smiled at that part of her tombstone. That was probably Xander's input. Buffy's smile faded a little as she read the stone again. She had come here to clear her head and hoped there would be a few vamps hanging out for her to stake. Instead she got nothing and decided to check out her stone. She always wondered why her friends didn't bother moving this thing when she came back to life. The hole she made when busting out of her casket and clawing her way out was still there.
"I shouldn't be here," Buffy said while laying back in the grass; her mood becoming increasingly dark with each passing moment. "I was at peace," she said thinking of Heaven. She didn't want to be upset with her friends, but a part of her couldn't help it. There was no more pain, no more suffering; nothing but peace.
It was like Spike said to her. All Slayers have a death wish. She had it too. Once you become a Slayer the only way out is if you are dead. Maybe it was a little selfish of Buffy to want to stay in Heaven, but it wasn't her friends' decision to make to mess with life and once told Dawn that the hardest thing in this world… is to live in it.
"Boy was I right," she continued to think as she lay on the grass and stared up at the moon. "Wonder who the next Slayer will be," Buffy also thought remembering that with the death of every Slayer comes another one in that Slayer's place.
Buffy wondered just what the Watchers' Council thought of the Slayers. There were times when Buffy felt like the Council saw the Slayers as things that could be discarded and replaced in an instance. They wasted no time in activating Kendra and Buffy hadn't even really been dead. Buffy rubbed her temples as she lay there; wondering if she would be doing this for the rest of her life.
"What will the future bring?" She asked out loud.
"A whole lot of shit that you don't want to see," someone said to her. Buffy leapt off the ground and entered attack mode. She swung out a punch, which the new arrival blocked without putting any effort behind it.
"Trust me Buffy. I'm not here to harm you," the arrival said letting Buffy's arm go. Buffy was about to ask the man who he was when her eyes widened at the sight of him. One minute he was normal looking then Buffy saw a bright white light.
"What are you?" She asked rubbing her eyes to make sure they weren't playing tricks on her.
"You could see my true form couldn't you? You should count your blessings. Most people can't do that without their eyes burning out of their sockets."
"You still didn't answer my question."
"I'm an angel. I've gone by many names over the centuries. You can call me Gabriel," he introduced.
"You're an angel?" Buffy asked him then saw his true form again. She grabbed her head and had a brief flashback of her time in Heaven. It was so wonderful.
"Having memories of being upstairs?" He asked her.
"How would you know that?"
"Angel, remember?" Gabriel stated. "It usually happens whenever you get pulled out of Heaven or Hell. The memories always stick. Be glad it wasn't Hell. Trust me; you would not want to walk around with those memories locked inside your head."
"Why are you here?" Buffy asked him.
"There's something that you need to see Buffy. Believe me when I say you aren't going to like it, but it's for your own good."
"What is?" She asked and then he placed a hand on Buffy's forehead.
2014
Buffy found herself waking up on the grass. She had a mild head ache as the world came back into focus.
"What the Hell?" She thought. Buffy turned her head and almost stopped breathing. Placed before her were hundreds and hundreds of tombstones. Buffy sprung up and saw the tombstones spread throughout the entire field.
"Gabriel! ?" She shouted out, but received no reply. "Gabriel! ?" She called again; nothing. Buffy started to run through the field; the number of tombstones increasing the further she got through it.
"What happened here?" She thought then came to a sudden halt. "What?" She thought gazing at a fence. She climbed over the fence and when she got to the other side saw a sign on the fence. It read:
Quarantine Zone
"Quarantine?" Buffy thought then heard the sounds of an approaching vehicle. She turned to her left and spotted a military vehicle headed her way. The vehicle stopped just in front of Buffy and two soldiers stepped out.
"Can either of you tell me what's going on?" Buffy asked them.
Instead of answering they raised their guns; aiming for Buffy's head. Buffy quickly reacted and pulled away the first man's gun. She ducked and rolled behind the man just as his partner started to fire. Buffy got up and swung the gun at the same time connecting with the first soldier's head. As he fell to the street his partner took aim again, but Buffy fired the gun at his feet making him jump up to avoid the shot.
His guard down Buffy punched him in the mouth sending him flying into the vehicle's windshield breaking it. Buffy pulled him off the vehicle and checked both his and his partner's pulses. They were both still there, but these guys would be experiencing a mind splitting head ache when they woke up.
"What's going on out there?" A voice came from the downed soldier's radio.
Buffy took it out of his back pocket and wondered if she should either run or try to impersonate the soldier. Her decision was made when another military class vehicle came into the scene.
"Hey you!" The soldier on top of the vehicle yelled.
Buffy didn't waste any time and ran for it. The soldier manned the vehicle's gun and opened fire. Buffy's legs ran as fast as they possibly could in order to get out of the gun's range. She could almost feel the bullets just barely missing her feet.
"Speed up!" The gunner ordered the driver.
They picked up speed and Buffy knew she couldn't outrun the gun fire anymore. She stopped and rolled to the right avoiding more bullets. She leapt as high in the air as she could towards the gunner and tackled him from his post. They both crashed on the hard street; the solider taking the brunt of the crash. Buffy made another break for it as the vehicle made a full stop and started to change direction.
Buffy saw a tree close by and quickly climbed up to the top. She refused to move even after she heard the vehicle race by. She waited up there for a good three minutes before deciding that the coast was clear and jumped down. She needed to reach her house. Maybe Willow could tell her what's going on.
Buffy's mind was racing with a plethora of questions as she continued to make her way towards her neighboorhood.
"Why on Earth would they quarantine the field?" She wondered and then the radio she took started to buzz and she pulled it out of her pocket.
"Attention. We may have a possible break in the quarantine. Be on the lookout for a girl in her early twenties. Blonde hair, white shirt, brown jacket, and blue jeans. Shoot to kill," a soldier's voice ordered.
Buffy sighed and put away the radio. "It's like I've been dropped into Resident Evil or 28 Days Later," she thought as she came up on her neighboorhood. She froze at the sight of her home. The entire thing looked like a wreck on the outside. So did every other house on the street. Buffy didn't waste another second and rushed towards her house.
She kicked open the door and was met with a gruesome sight. Blood was splattered everywhere, the couch was ripped in half, and there were holes in several portions of the wall. Lying on the floor was a lone stake. Buffy slowly reached down and picked it up. She felt frightened right now. It's almost as if she was dropped in some parallel reality. At least that's what the Slayer hoped. This couldn't be her world. Could it?
A crash sounded from upstairs and Buffy gripped the stake tighter. She wasn't used to this feeling. This feeling of being afraid. What she's seen right now is like something out of her worst nightmares. Taking a deep breath Buffy raced up the stairs; there was more blood as she expected to be, but she saw no signs of anyone else in the house. She almost called out, but kept her mouth shut.
"Keep cool, Buffy. Remember, you're the Slayer. Whatever is in here you can take it on like everything else," she said to calm down. Buffy heard another noise this time coming from her bed room. This time Buffy walked quickly instead of sneaking in there. She heard something moving into her closet and pulled open the door. The instant she did someone tackled her from inside. Buffy shoved her assailant off her, grabbed the person and shoved her up against the wall. Only then did Buffy get a good look at her attacker. She looked like an older version of… of…
"Dawn?" Buffy asked and loosened her grip. Dawn's eyes were full of shock.
"Buffy?" She asked. "It can't be her. It's not possible," she thought.
"Dawn? Is that you?" Buffy asked reaching out to her sister.
"You aren't her!" Dawn screamed and her face distorted to that of a vampire's. Dawn broke out of Buffy's grip, grabbed her arm, and twisted it until Buffy let go of the stake. The stake fell from Buffy's hand and clattered to the floor. Dawn's next move was to go for Buffy's neck. She didn't give her the chance though and threw her out of the bedroom into the wall. Dawn crashed against it and made an even bigger hole in the wall than the one that was first there. Dawn snarled at Buffy and ran at her again. Buffy jumped up in the air avoiding Dawn's attack.
"I don't want to hurt you!" Buffy shouted at Dawn.
"That makes one of us," she said then Buffy caught movement from out of the corner of her eye. She ducked just in the nick of time to avoid a new attacker's machete swing. Buffy drove her fist into the new arrival propelling him down the hallway.
No sooner did Buffy send him flying did Dawn leap on her back. Before she could sink her fangs into Buffy's neck she quickly backed up into the wall crushing part of it from the impact. Dawn fell from Buffy, who tossed her down the hallway as well towards the other guy.
"Spike?" Buffy realized when he stood up. Spike looked angered beyond words; his vampire face seeming more frightening than usual. "Spike! Dawn! It's me! Buffy!"
"Right and I'm James Marsters," Spike said sarcastically. The pair rushed Buffy again, who fell to her knees and hit them right below their belly buttons making both stumble forward and into the floor. Buffy hauled them both up to their feet; restraining them both from behind.
"Now that I have your full attention would you please explain why you are attacking me?" Buffy asked wanting some answers for once.
"Shut up imposter!" Dawn spit out; her voice full of rage and contempt.
"Imposter? What are you talking about?" Buffy asked.
"If you really are Buffy then you should be able to answer this question," Spike said. "What's the thing that I find that goes real good with Slayers?"
"Killing them," Buffy answered without a second of hesitation. Buffy heard Spike's ragged breathing calm down a bit.
"Hold it Spike. Don't calm down yet," Dawn cut in. "Here's my question. What were the last words my sister said to me the night we took on Glory?"
"Dawn, listen to me. Listen. I love you. I will always love you. But this is the work that I have to do. Tell Giles... tell Giles I figured it out. And, and I'm okay. And give my love to my friends. You have to take care of them now. You have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. Dawn, the hardest thing in this world... is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me," Buffy answered. Dawn's quick pulse instantly calmed down at those words and her face changed back to normal.
"Buffy," Dawn whispered as Buffy let her go.
Dawn threw her arms around Buffy and wrapped her in a tight hug. Too scared to let go in case this might be a dream. If it was she never wanted to wake up. Spike stood there and let the two have their moment. There was a time where he'd break down at the site of Buffy back in the land of the living, but he ceased being that person a long time ago.
"Dawn. Dawnie. Too tight. Too tight," Buffy said as the room started to go black.
"Oh. Sorry," Dawn apologized reluctantly letting go of Buffy. "I just can't believe it's you," she choked out and wiped away a stray tear.
"Why? What happened here? What's with the quarantine at the field?"
"You really don't know?" Spike asked her sounding like this should be common knowledge.
"No," Buffy answered. "One minute I'm in a field talking to a guy that claimed he was an angel and the next I'm waking up here."
"What year do you think it is?" Dawn asked.
"2009," Buffy answered as her heart started beating faster. Part of her wanted to know what happened. Yet at the same time another part didn't because she knew she wasn't going to like what they were going to say.
"Should we tell her?" Dawn asked Spike.
"Spike. Tell me what happened. Please." Buffy requested.
Spike sighed and said, "very well." He took a seat on the couch and rubbed a hand down his face. "The year is 2014," he started out.
"I've been gone for five years. Gabriel took me to the future," Buffy thought then sighed. That information alone was more than she could process at once. She turned her attention back to Spike once he started to speak again.
"It was one year after you came back to life; that's when shit started going down. That's when he first came to power; Lucifer."
"Lucifer. You mean…."
"Satan. The Prince of Darkness. The Devil himself," he answered. "A group of demons had been working on a way of releasing him back when we were dealing with Glory."
"Hold up. Demons were trying to free Lucifer and the Watchers' Council didn't know about this?"
"I guess it was out of their jurisdiction or something," Spike said. "After Lucifer got his vessel, his true vessel, he wasted no time in killing anyone that would pose a threat to him. Namely you plus anyone that had the potential to be like you."
"You mean the potential to be a Slayer?"
Spike nodded. "The Slayers have all been eliminated; for the time being at least. Who knows what the future holds? Besides you that is," Spike joked making Buffy smile just a little.
"What happened to my friends?" Buffy asked praying that they were all right. Spike shook his head.
"No," Buffy whispered.
"They were all murdered inside a week of your death. Lucifer believed they may attempt to resurrect you... again. He killed them before they had a chance to even consider it. After that he took out the Watchers Council."
"Giles. Please tell me Giles is ok." Buffy almost sounded like she was pleading.
"I don't know. Haven't seen the old man in years." Buffy felt her fists tighten and saw her knuckles turn white.
"What about Angel?" Buffy asked next though she knew the answer. Still she hoped that she might be wrong.
"He and his crew died a month after Lucifer came to power, but he wasn't the one that did them in. I heard that it was one Hell of a battle and that they all went down fighting; took all of Los Angeles down with them as a matter of fact. Afterwards the only ones left were me and Dawn. After most of the threats to his plans had been dealt with Lucifer created a virus in an effort to get humanity to wipe itself it. It's called Croatoan."
"What does this virus do?" Buffy questioned.
"At first nothing, but after a matter of hours you start to turn into a Mr. Hyde version of yourself then eventually you're prone to massive amounts of violence. Once the infection fully spreads you'll be nothing but a mindless zombie. The government has been trying to contain the infection at various places. The army has been given strict orders to shoot anything attempting to escape a hot zone."
"Regardless of whether or not they know that person is infected," Buffy finished for him.
"Correct."
"Spike," Dawn interrupted.
"What is it, Dawn?" Spike asked her.
"Smell that?" She asked him. Spike took a few sniffs himself.
"Demons," he revealed. Spike stood up and walked to the door. "Stay out of sight," he said to the Summers sisters before stepping out into the hallway.
"Why would he want you to stay out of sight?" Buffy asked as she and Dawn hid behind the bed.
"He promised you that he'd always protect me and he's determined to keep it," Dawn whispered as they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Hello Spike. Glad to see me?" a demon said to Spike in the hallway.
"Ruby; to what do I owe the dishonor of seeing your ugly head again?" Spike asked the ressurected demon.
"We intercepted a transmission from the army about someone who broke through the quarantine. Her description sounded exactly like someone who shouldn't be alive so we decided to come here to check things out."
"Like your last half a dozen raids on this house there is nothing for you to see. Now if you'll just get the Hell out," Spike said then spun around to catch a knife aimed for his back.
"Please. I wasn't born yesterday," he said to the demon that threw the knife.
"Neither were we," Ruby said and Spike started to feel a tad lightheaded. He looked at the knife and saw it was soaked in dead man's blood. He dropped the knife and sank to his knees. Ruby stepped over to him and kicked him onto his back. She pulled out a stake and sat on top of his stomach.
"Been nice knowing you," Ruby said and moved to impale Spike when Buffy crashed through the door and tackled Ruby into the wall.
"So you are back," Ruby said. "Like the meat suit I'm wearing?" she chuckled. She was in Faith's body.
"Shut up!" Buffy yelled and pulled back her fist. The other demon grabbed her wrist and squeezed it making Buffy yell out. The demon swung Buffy into part of the door way; her back connecting with and destroying part of it. The demon stood over Buffy who was struggling on the floor and was about to step on her when Dawn jumped over the bed and plunged her fist right into the demon's chest. The demon cried out and Dawn bit his neck.
"Get off him!" Ruby shouted and used her psychic powers to fling Dawn into the closet.
"Dawn!" Buffy jumped up and punched Ruby in the nose, mouth, stomach, and finally chest. Ruby staggered back, but dodged Buffy's next punch. Ruby grabbed Buffy and slammed her into the floor. She used her powers again and pinned Buffy to the wall.
"Leave Buffy alone!" Dawn ordered running back into the Hallway.
"Stop right there!" Ruby ordered. "One false move and I'll break the Slayer's neck," she threatened. Having no choice Dawn stood down and walked beside Spike.
"What do we do now?" The other demon asked Ruby.
"I think our boss would like nothing more than to off the Slayer a second time," Ruby said keeping Buffy psychically immobile. "Let's call him."
To Be Continued…
A/N: I know Spike was with Angel during 'Not Fade Away', but things have gone differently in this story. Hope you liked this first chapter. Updates may not be fast as this wasn't my idea to begin with, but I'll try to be quick still.