Author's note: This is an even stranger idea I got, so I will ask new
readers as well as those who are already familiar with my work to bare with
me. This story concludes my Time Saga (fics that have revolved one way or
another around the future and past - they're not connected with one another
- the first and second installments in the saga being "A time for
everything and everything at a time" and "Birth Right").
Dawn of the Slayer Age
Prologue
Extract from the journal of doctor Haydn Cohegen
The year is 3014. Humanity has long left behind its home planet and has expanded its plane of existence into space. It has been a long time since any humans have returned to Earth. It has been a long time since anyone cared to look back. But I see myself forced to turn my head centuries into the past to overcome the difficulty that has been forced upon humanity by one person. A leader, fearless, they say, cold hearted and destined to rule over all of humanity. Cincineel, not a real name, but a real person and very real threat.
In the old days, she would have been referred to as a slayer. A person carrying within herself a mystical heritage. Folklore I say, but one is entitled to believe what one wishes. Extraordinary women, gifted with immense physical strength. One born in each generation in the beginning - a fact changed abruptly sometime at the beginning of the 21th century by a powerful slayer. She is one of the reasons I search the past for answers. For a solution.
Because of this change, their number grew and grew and today, in this age, it has given Cincineel the army she needed to conquer the Empire of Man. She has already taken great cities, countries, planets and she will not stop. She is the reason why the High Council has built an army big enough to confront hers, but, they realized, they had no leader fit to take it into battle. And that's how I was assigned to my current mission. To seek and find a person to occupy this position. A slayer without any doubt would be needed.
But where to find one? All the slayers have joined Cincineel's army or are too weak to rule one. No, I needed someone else. A slayer powerful enough to defeat Cincineel. In the present, I could not find her, because the most powerful and cunning is Cincineel. So I searched the past. Day and night. I looked through books - those silly things made of paper - and eventually I came over a name. A name above all others. A slayer above all others. The one who the books referred to as the one and only, the greatest that had ever lived, the incomparable, the strongest. She was the one I needed.
I cannot bring myself into the past, but I can bring the past to me. She will live again. A perfect duplicate of the slayer of all slayers, Buffy Summers. Of course she will need training and growth will have to be forced upon her, but where there is a fine genetic material there will be a fine clone. And to make her as close to the original as possible I will enlist the help of the most unlikeliest of creatures - a vampire. A walking corpse. The presence of which in our time surprises me deeply as slayers have long decimated this specie into oblivion. This vampire that has supposedly lived over a millenium knew the original Buffy Summers and that is why he is essential to my mission. I've sent an elite group of mercenaries after him and I hope they will find him.
My goal is to somehow force this duplicate I will create into recalling more than her simple genetic memory. I want her to believe herself to be the true Buffy Summers. Because it is only this way that she will have the confidence in herself to defeat Cincineel and her slayer army.
Written on the walls of the High Council's Headquarters on the planet Quburra
Humans, be gone! Your age has ended and Cincineel is here to claim your throne! The time of man is over, now begins the Age of the Slayer!
End Prologue
Dawn of the Slayer Age
Prologue
Extract from the journal of doctor Haydn Cohegen
The year is 3014. Humanity has long left behind its home planet and has expanded its plane of existence into space. It has been a long time since any humans have returned to Earth. It has been a long time since anyone cared to look back. But I see myself forced to turn my head centuries into the past to overcome the difficulty that has been forced upon humanity by one person. A leader, fearless, they say, cold hearted and destined to rule over all of humanity. Cincineel, not a real name, but a real person and very real threat.
In the old days, she would have been referred to as a slayer. A person carrying within herself a mystical heritage. Folklore I say, but one is entitled to believe what one wishes. Extraordinary women, gifted with immense physical strength. One born in each generation in the beginning - a fact changed abruptly sometime at the beginning of the 21th century by a powerful slayer. She is one of the reasons I search the past for answers. For a solution.
Because of this change, their number grew and grew and today, in this age, it has given Cincineel the army she needed to conquer the Empire of Man. She has already taken great cities, countries, planets and she will not stop. She is the reason why the High Council has built an army big enough to confront hers, but, they realized, they had no leader fit to take it into battle. And that's how I was assigned to my current mission. To seek and find a person to occupy this position. A slayer without any doubt would be needed.
But where to find one? All the slayers have joined Cincineel's army or are too weak to rule one. No, I needed someone else. A slayer powerful enough to defeat Cincineel. In the present, I could not find her, because the most powerful and cunning is Cincineel. So I searched the past. Day and night. I looked through books - those silly things made of paper - and eventually I came over a name. A name above all others. A slayer above all others. The one who the books referred to as the one and only, the greatest that had ever lived, the incomparable, the strongest. She was the one I needed.
I cannot bring myself into the past, but I can bring the past to me. She will live again. A perfect duplicate of the slayer of all slayers, Buffy Summers. Of course she will need training and growth will have to be forced upon her, but where there is a fine genetic material there will be a fine clone. And to make her as close to the original as possible I will enlist the help of the most unlikeliest of creatures - a vampire. A walking corpse. The presence of which in our time surprises me deeply as slayers have long decimated this specie into oblivion. This vampire that has supposedly lived over a millenium knew the original Buffy Summers and that is why he is essential to my mission. I've sent an elite group of mercenaries after him and I hope they will find him.
My goal is to somehow force this duplicate I will create into recalling more than her simple genetic memory. I want her to believe herself to be the true Buffy Summers. Because it is only this way that she will have the confidence in herself to defeat Cincineel and her slayer army.
Written on the walls of the High Council's Headquarters on the planet Quburra
Humans, be gone! Your age has ended and Cincineel is here to claim your throne! The time of man is over, now begins the Age of the Slayer!
End Prologue