Choices:
After activating the Slayers, Buffy has a dream with the First Slayer in it. But no cheese this time.
It was twilight in the grassy area, outside the motel. The curtains were drawn back on all the windows. Not that it mattered. There was no one else there. Just us.
I ducked and weaved my way from the girl who's name I couldn't remember. Andrew and Xander stood to the side, watching.
"When your team mate is getting tired, come in to aid her. You have an advantage no other Slayer has had. Use it." I said, ducking the punch of the girl. Vi ran forward and aimed a kick into my jaw. The other girl brought her stake to my chest.
"Well done." I said. "But remember: work together."
The girls nodded, and we made a precession back inside. Faith caught up to me. "Good job, B." she said, "you were made for this."
"So were you." I replied.
The rooms we rented were dark, damp, and smelled of cigarette smoke. I was going to sleep on the moth eaten couch, so Dawn could have the bed.
"It's not that fun." I said to her, as we pulled blankets from the closet. "The girls are tired, and Kennedy's still trying to push them too far."
"Thanks for lying." whispered Dawn, "you're a pretty good sister."
"You think?" I asked, turning out the lamp.
"No." mumbled Dawn, already asleep.
Now I was dreaming. I sat in French class at Sunnydale high, and the teacher asked me to read from the atlas. I stood up awkwardly, and opened to a random page.
"The longitude of…" my speech was cut off as a buzzing filled my ears. The classroom around me turned to sand, and I recognized the desert here I fought the First Slayer, in a past dream.
"People have died." came a clear, powerful female voice. "Is this what you wanted?"
"Yes- I mean, no!" I shouted back, trying for some authority of my own, "People die all the time!" Pause…"and who the hell are you?"
"You know who I am." said the voice. In front of me was, naturally, the First Slayer, Sineya.
"The Slayer." she said, "Is death."
"Yeah, yeah, Death was my gift." I retorted, "but life is a gift, too."
"This was not meant to be." the Slayer replied.
"But it…be-ed, and these girls- the Slayers, are saving lives!"
"You changed the world."
"No, Willow changed the world. And it's not going back!" I said. It was true, after all.
"I know. You made the choice." Sineya said simply. She walked back, into the sand.
"Was it the right choice?" I asked, feeling it couldn't get any worse.
"You will learn." she replied.
A gust of wind picked up the sand. I closed my eyes against it.
Eyes open.
"Just a dream." I whispered into my dank room. "Of course."