This is my very first fan fiction. I do not own the characters or the rights to Buffy. This is just for pure enjoyment. This line begins 7 years after the destruction of the Hellmouth. I have picked it up, without any knowledge of the comics or anything that has come since.
Chapter one
Buffy Summers couldn't help but smile. It had been 7 years since the destruction of the Hellmouth in Sunnydale, California. Since then, her life had taken many twists and turns, but she never thought it'd end up here. She was sitting behind a desk, in an office which she could only describe as stuffy. She brought in many pictures to try and "Buffinize the place," as her best friend Xander Harris so affectionately put it. There were pictures on her desk that brought back many great memories. There were pictures of things that made her happy. There was a picture of her, Tara and Willow during the birthday party for Tara at the Bronze, a picture of Dawn and Buffy, which Dawn had made the frame for and given Buffy on her birthday, and then there was her favorite picture of all. The picture of Buffy, Dawn and their mother Joyce. This picture had bittersweet memories for Buffy. This was a great picture of the girls with their mother, whom had died about 9 years ago, but it was also a reminder that her mother had been long since gone. Now, here was Buffy, about 30, and working for the newly formed Council.
It took a lot of persuading for the new Council to get Buffy on board, but it was when Rupert Giles, her old Watcher, was named head of the Council, that Buffy agreed. How could she say no, when the one in charge was someone she trusted? She took her elbow length hair into a ponytail, and she sighed. An office? She wasn't used to this. The last few structured jobs she had varied from working in a fast food restaurant to being a guidance counselor. In the years since the Hellmouth had been destroyed, and all the potential Slayers had been awakened, she had been in the field, traveling all over the world, meeting with these new girls, trying to help them understand exactly what was happening to them. Since Giles took over the Council, he made her head of the Slayers department. Now here she sat, in an office, with an assistant, and a computer. It just blew her mind how much of an adult she was. Suddenly, the intercom beeped. "Ms. Summers, Mr. Giles requests an immediate meeting." Her assistants voice came out as snooty as her assistant, Susie Green, came off in person. "Ummm, alright." Buffy said. "But I have a 12:30 phone meeting with the Slayer Department rep from Vancouver." "I've already rescheduled that for you Ms. Summers. Mr. Giles says it's urgent." Her assistant said. "Tell him ok." Buffy sighed. Buffy stood up and walked towards the door. Giles had told the decorator that Buffy was not allowed to have a mirror in the office, "...for it would distract her and I need her at her best and not dwelling vanity." However, Buffy knew Giles better than that and bought her own to bring in. So before she opened the door, she took a gander at herself in the full length mirror. With her new Armani pink sweater, with black slacks and new black leather Steve Madden boots, Buffy could only say, "Still a hottie." With that, she opened the door and headed out to Giles' office.
Giles had a tremendous office, and Buffy was the last to arrive to this meeting. Buffy opened the door to find Giles sitting behind his desk, with that furrowed brow that always told Buffy there was trouble. She opened the door and walked through. "Buffy you're late." Giles said. "And you're surprised?" Willow Rosenberg asked. It suddenly dawned on Buffy that she was the last to arrive as she saw all of the immediate Scooby gang sitting in the room already, since Giles gave most positions in the Council. Willow was the head of the Magic department. Her role in the destruction of the Hellmouth was pivotal, and her life since that day had been hectic. Willow had been traveling and studying more about magic, the history and practice of all different kinds. The biggest difference was that Willow and Kennedy, one of the potential slayers who survived that battle in Sunnydale, had since split. They were together for two years, and the staying in one spot and calmer lifestyle didn't really sit well with Kennedy. She didn't want to settle, she wanted to explore and see the world. Willow wasn't on that page. The breakup was huge, and Kennedy took off to travel the world. No one had heard from her since. Willow had moved on, dating here or there, but never anything like her relationship with Kennedy, or with Tara, who had been Willows first girlfriend. She had since died, leaving Willow broken hearted.
Willow was seated at the conference table in Giles office. She sat on the right side of the table, next to Xander and across from Buffys sister Dawn. Buffy had to laugh because Willow was the only 30 year old she knew that would come to work in a rainbow colored dress, letting her shoulder length, firey red hair fall down to her shoulders. Xander Harris sat to Willow's right, wearing a suit and tie. Xander had remained relatively thin, and was the only Scooby gang member to decide to retain a normal life. Since they had all relocated to San Franscico, Xander started his own construction company, which took off. With being the owner of a successful business, Xander had the schedule to be able to still be active in Scooby duties, as much as he could now anyway. In that months before the big battle, Xander had been the victim of a thumb to his eye. At least he stopped wearing eye patches with the letter 'E' on it, which represented, "where his eye was." Dawn, at 24, now worked in the Councils Family Support Center. She ran the department that handled all kinds of counseling and support groups for families of Slayers. As the Slayers sister, she knew what it was like to have a family member risk their lives and she felt the way many of these family members did. Buffy couldn't help but notice how grown up Dawn looked, sitting at the table in a female, black suit. Buffy sat next to her sister and Giles sat at the head of the table. "Ok, let's get this started." Buffy said. "We have to wait for Faith." Willow reminded Buffy.
"Faith's five by five." They all turned to see Faith standing by the door. The years had been kind to Faith. Buffy was constant in awe of the the factor that her hardened extieror had had no effect on Faith's attractive aura. She still looked pretty much the same from all those years before, same hair, same style... "No need to worry about my damn ass." ...same mouth. Faith took the seat opposite Giles...the other head of the table. Faith always liked to think of herself as head slayer, which never bothered Buffy in the least. It was obvious that Buffy and Faith had more power than the other slayers, which always blew Buffy's mind. How was it, that all of a sudden, there seemed to be a slayer hierarchy?
"Ok. Well we've unearthed an ancient prophecy, the prophecy of the Etheral Three, as it has been translated from the anicent sumerian." Giles said, as he leaned forward on the table. "Sumerian! I love sumerian! It's all anicent and..." Willow began to ramble. Buffy fazed out as soon as Will hit "and." Buffy loved Willow. They had been besties since Buffy moved to Sunnydale. But sometimes the rambling could go on for a while. Buffy started thinking about shoes, and how her new boots made her butt look. She snapped back in time for the end of Willows ramble. "...power and mystics and oo la la." Willow said with a grin. "Yes. Well here's the interesting thing. According to the Three, there is the power of the ages, the Slayer. But it talks of three beyond that. Three who possess more strength, more ability, more power than the rest." "Three huh?" Dawn stated. "Great. So now we have to find these three and what? Train them? Are we gonna be watchers?" Buffy asked. "I don't want to be old and boring and watch the BBC, eat fish and chips and wear boring clothes." Giles just looked at her and continued. "Here's the thing, it states that two are linked to the power of the ages, but one has not been, but has been connected to it." Everyone just stared at each other. "Well, it's obvious Buffy and Faith are two of them." Dawn said. Great. Buffy thought. I thought I was done being "special." "But who's the third?" Faith asked. "Connected, it's one of us." Willow said. Everyone's eyes began wandering, staring at the four non slayers in the room. "No. It says the third has been connected to the power, but has also felt the ultimate loss. Meaning, someone who has passed on."