Some Souls Never Rest
A ghost from the Scooby gangs past is targeting them all and quickly killing them off. Takes place early season five.
A/N This takes place sometime after the episode Buffy vs. Dracula. So Glory hasn't shown up yet.
Prologue
Giles walked out of the Bronze and towards his car with a smile on his face and a guitar case in hand. Everyday it seemed that Buffy needed him less and less, so he needed to find a way to occupy his time. Needless to say he went back to his first love and started signing and playing his guitar, just like the good old days in London.
He wasn't mad or bitter that Buffy and the others didn't need him anymore, it was quite the contrary. He often had dreams that his children would grow up to be strong and independent, but now that the day had come...
"Rupert Giles?" a distorted voice asked behind him. Startled out of his musings he turned around and saw a figure wearing an all black cloak, standing a few feet away from him. Even though the figure was standing under a street lamp, it still somehow clung to the darkness and partially out of his sight.
"Yes, who wants to know?" Giles asked nervously, idlely wondering if he could make it to his car before something happened. The cloaked figure started to laugh at his question, the horrible sound making Giles' blood run cold. Even though Giles couldn't see the hooded figures face, he still had no doubt that whomever it was, was smiling at him under their hood.
"Your killer." it muttered darkly as a large silver fishing hook dropped down into it's gloved hand.
"Bloody hell." Giles whispered to himself as he threw his guitar case at his attacker before taking off in a dead run. Slashing the case out of mid-air with it's hook, the killer slowly started to stalk after him.
Chancing a glance over his shoulder, Giles ducked down an alley and was relieved that he wasn't being followed. Suddenly bumping into something solid he quickly turned around and saw the killer with his hook held up high.
"It seems that you've run out of time." jumping back from a hook slash, Giles turned around and reached the mouth of the alley, only for the cloaked figure to stab him through the back. As the life slowly started to seep out of him, all Giles could think about at the time was his children, Buffy, Willow, and Xander.
Looking down at the hook that was being stabbed through his back and out of his chest, a small trickle of blood started to fall from the corner of his mouth. Before he could even let out a scream the killer ripped his bloody weapon out of his back and dragged him deeper into the alley.
Finally as Giles took his last breath, after the onslaught of stabs he had recieved, his dead eyes started up at his murderers face as it finally took off it's hood.
"One down." ? started with a smile as it looked down at Giles, who was slumped up against the urine stained alley wall, before wiping off it's blade. "The rest of the Scooby gang to go." with that said ? turned around, cloak billowing behind it, and dissappeared into the darkness.
A/N There will be a lot of character death in this story so be ready. Also any Scooby can die at any time, so no belly aching when they do.