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Angel felt himself waking up, and he felt pain. Lots of pain. He heard a noise behind him, and he eased up to look. There was young girl standing behind him. Her clothes were torn and she looked like she'd been in a battle of some sort. Another girl stood behind her, she was a little less battle looking but not by much. The first girl spotted him and started walking toward him.
" Are you Mr. Angel?" the girl called, " Because Ms. Summers said I was to look for you."
Angel blinked. " Ms. Summers? Dawn?" he called back.
" No," she answered, "Buffy."
She came closer then stopped. " Um… You might want to cover yourself," she slightly stammered.
Angel looked down. At some point in time he had lost his clothes. He tried to think back and suddenly remembered everything. The battle, Wesley dead, hundreds of slayers coming to rescue them, he looked around and found his leather jacket. He pulled it over himself.
The second girl had followed by now and looked at his new covered state. " Damn, five more seconds and I would have got a great peek."
Angel glared and then asked, "Who are you?" to the first girl.
" My names Rebecca. I'm a slayer. Are you Angel or not? I don't have all day ya know." She answered.
Angel couldn't help but stare at her. She was a slayer? She was just a child. He couldn't help but take a second to wonder about Buffy and Willow's spell. Maybe the cost had been to high for to many girls.
" How old are you?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Fifteen," she answered proudly. He stared. "…And a half," she added uncertainly.
" Your way to young for this," he muttered under his breath.
"Hey! I heard that and for your information I'm a group leader. Five girls answer to me! Five!" Rebecca said a little testily. " And I could so take you!"
"Yeah!" the other girl added.
Angel glared at her again. "Who are you anyways?" he asked the second girl.
"Jordan," she answered, muttering.
"Are you even a slayer?" he asked noticing she hadn't added that part.
" I'm a potential."
"But I thought all the potentials became," he started.
"Potential, potential," she interrupted painstakingly.
Angel stared…then it clicked. With a new generation of slayers, there would be a new generation of potentials. Made sense.
He stood up holding his coat over his lower half and said, "Yeah, I'm Angel."
"Ok, good," said Rebecca. Then she pulled her fist back and punched him in the face so hard he went reeling. "Buffy asked me too do that," she explained and even had the decency to look a little apologetic.
He nodded and willed the stars around his head to go away. He'd forgotten how strong slayers were.
He started to follow as the too girls began walking north. Somewhere along they way he found some pants and pulled them on. The girls. were talking about how much trouble Jordan was in or something equally teenage girlish. They seemed to be nearing people and he saw a few more battle beaten girls, and even a few bodies. It looked like it had been a hard battle.
As they were reaching a large group of people, he heard someone shriek," Angel!"
And found himself with an armful of Willow. She smiled up at him, and he couldn't help but smile back. It was impossible not to love Willow.
All of a sudden Willow's eyes narrowed, he re-thought that last statement.
"Jordan!" She yelled in a very authoritive voice.
He turned around to see the tall girl trying to hide behind her shorter friend. He couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw her left eye twitch.
" Uh…hi Willow, I mean Ms. Rosenberg, how's it going? Good? Me too, so I should probably go.." stammered Jordan. She turned away and was about to leave…
" Stop. Right. There. ," Willow said in a deadly tone, " Jordan, have we not talked about this before? You are not a slayer! You are not ready for battle! You are supposed to stay behind and train with the other girls! Why is that so hard for you?"
Jordan smiled brightly and said, " But I am now! During the battle I was called and now I'm stealthy and strong like a tiger and I…Ow! Who threw that!"
"Slayer are you? Couldn't even catch a stake?" he heard a familiar voice say.
Angel turned around and there she was. Blonde and as Beautiful as ever….Buffy, and for a moment he couldn't help but be completely and totally in love.