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Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer:
Fifteen-year-old Buffy Anne Summers, a ditzy blonde cheerleader from Los Angeles, is approached by an older man named Merrick, informing her that she is the Chosen One, the Vampire Slayer, the one girl in all the world who has all the power and strength in the world to hunt down all the vampires where they gather, and slay them, thereby stopping the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers. Buffy is at first uncertain about the entire thing, and tells Merrick to go find someone else. After awhile, she complies with her destiny, and decides to fight her first Big Bad, Lothos. In her battle, she loses all her friends and becomes estranged from her father and mother, and falls in love with Pike, a slacker mechanic, high school drop out who was going to leave town until Buffy saved him from a group of vampires that were going to feed on him. She kills Lothos (who had killed Merrick earlier) and then burns down the Hemery High School gym, riding off with Pike into the sunset.
"We did it! We so did it!" fifteen-year-old Buffy Summers excitedly exclaimed as she bounced up and down on the back of her boyfriend Pike's motorcycle.
"More like you did it, babe," Pike answered, his smoldering brown eyes looking at the young girl from his rear-view mirror. She seemed so excited, so pleased with the fact that she had just slain her very first Big Bad, and she had survived the battle, even though her high school's gym hadn't. They had had to burn the building down because it was strewn with soon-to- be-vampires. Buffy wasn't too sure what the consequences of her burning down Hemery High's gym would be, but she was sure it wouldn't be pretty. But she wasn't concerned about that now, Pike saw, she was too busy thrilled at the fact that she, a less-than-prepared Vampire Slayer, had killed the centuries old Lothos, who had killed so many Slayers before he had reached her.
"So, now what happens, Buff? Do you stop being the Slayer? Or does it go on? I mean, Merrick." Pike asked gently, pulling over next to a small coffee shop.
"Died.I know. But I don't think it stops, Pike, I really don't. I mean, yeah, I killed Lothos. But I doubt he's still the be-all and end-all of evil. He could just be, like, Rita Repulsa to Lord Zed, you know? A smaller evil to something bigger."
Pike looked at the Slayer with sudden interest. "You watch the Power Rangers?" he asked incredulously, smiling the cocky smile he had given her the first time they had ever met.
"Oh yuck! Like what do I look like, some sort of 'tard? No, Pike, sorry, but it's from babysitting that Perkins kid down the street. He's obsessed with superheroes." Buffy answered back, as Pike held the door of the coffee shop open for her.
Buffy confidently walked in, Pike right behind her. The hostess took a look at Buffy's obviously ripped white dress and leather jacket, and at Pike's torn clothes and wrinkled her nose in disdain, though only for a moment. She smiled and then asked, "So, what'll it be kids? Table or booth?"
"Booth." Pike answered. To Buffy, he said, "They're more comfy."
The fifteen-year-old shrugged and followed Pike and the hostess down to the nearest booth. Pike slid in across from Buffy and gratefully took a menu from the hostess. Buffy received hers, and set it down without opening it.
"So, now what?" Pike asked again.
Buffy shrugged. "I really don't know. I've only been the Slayer for three weeks, Pike. How am I supposed to know? I mean, anything could happen next, you know?"
"Yeah, being with you the past couple of days has given me a pretty fair idea," Pike answered with a charming grin. Buffy shot him a look that threatened instant pulverization if he didn't remain quiet. "Sorry."
The Slayer chuckled for a moment. "It's okay, I was only teasing anyway. But, about what's next? I don't know. I mean, I was going through some of the Watcher's diaries that Merrick had, you know, when we were cleaning up his place? After he died? You'd gone out to Carl's Jr. to get food for us. Anyway, I was going through his journals, and I read some interesting stuff."
"Such as?" Pike prodded.
Buffy opened her mouth to answer when the waitress came by to take their orders. Pike looked the waitress up and down appreciatively. Buffy kicked him in the shin, and Pike sputtered. They quickly ordered their meals (Buffy, chocolate chip pancakes and a cappuccino; Pike a Spanish omelet, coffee, and an extra side of hashed browns) and went back to their conversation.
"What else did you read?" Pike prodded again.
"Well, for one thing," Buffy started, "a lot of the Slayers have died at the hands of other demonic creatures. Incubi, succubae, werewolves, as well as other, darker, nameless things. That means that, even though Lothos has been dusted, there are gonna be other demons I'm going to have to face. The only way it ends for me is if I die."
"The way it's ended for every Slayer."
"Pretty much," Buffy shrugged. "But I won't die. I won't let myself die." Buffy looked Pike straight in the eye, and in a level, serious tone, said, "I'll be a better Slayer than any of the others thus far."
Pike smiled at his girlfriend and leaned over, kissing her on the cheek. "I know you will be babe, and I'll be there for you, to fight by your side."
The blonde haired girl smiled at this, silently hoping he would hold his words true, as their waitress set their food in front of them. She had lost so much already, she thought. Natalie, Kimberly, Merrick, her popularity. She was sure she was going to lose more as soon as she put in an appearance at school Monday morning, but for some reason, she wasn't too frightened. Having Pike with her would make things better, easier, smoother to deal with. He was the one normal thing in her rapidly deteriorating life, and Buffy didn't want to lose him. She couldn't afford to lose him. Her sanity couldn't afford to lose him.
No matter what happened, Buffy assured herself as she took a bite of her pancake, she would come out a champion amongst Slayers, and she would not lose Pike, nor would she lose her life.
She would keep up between being Buffy Summers, high school cheerleader, and Buffy Summers, Vampire Slayer. And she'd do a damn fine job of it.
Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer:
Fifteen-year-old Buffy Anne Summers, a ditzy blonde cheerleader from Los Angeles, is approached by an older man named Merrick, informing her that she is the Chosen One, the Vampire Slayer, the one girl in all the world who has all the power and strength in the world to hunt down all the vampires where they gather, and slay them, thereby stopping the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers. Buffy is at first uncertain about the entire thing, and tells Merrick to go find someone else. After awhile, she complies with her destiny, and decides to fight her first Big Bad, Lothos. In her battle, she loses all her friends and becomes estranged from her father and mother, and falls in love with Pike, a slacker mechanic, high school drop out who was going to leave town until Buffy saved him from a group of vampires that were going to feed on him. She kills Lothos (who had killed Merrick earlier) and then burns down the Hemery High School gym, riding off with Pike into the sunset.
"We did it! We so did it!" fifteen-year-old Buffy Summers excitedly exclaimed as she bounced up and down on the back of her boyfriend Pike's motorcycle.
"More like you did it, babe," Pike answered, his smoldering brown eyes looking at the young girl from his rear-view mirror. She seemed so excited, so pleased with the fact that she had just slain her very first Big Bad, and she had survived the battle, even though her high school's gym hadn't. They had had to burn the building down because it was strewn with soon-to- be-vampires. Buffy wasn't too sure what the consequences of her burning down Hemery High's gym would be, but she was sure it wouldn't be pretty. But she wasn't concerned about that now, Pike saw, she was too busy thrilled at the fact that she, a less-than-prepared Vampire Slayer, had killed the centuries old Lothos, who had killed so many Slayers before he had reached her.
"So, now what happens, Buff? Do you stop being the Slayer? Or does it go on? I mean, Merrick." Pike asked gently, pulling over next to a small coffee shop.
"Died.I know. But I don't think it stops, Pike, I really don't. I mean, yeah, I killed Lothos. But I doubt he's still the be-all and end-all of evil. He could just be, like, Rita Repulsa to Lord Zed, you know? A smaller evil to something bigger."
Pike looked at the Slayer with sudden interest. "You watch the Power Rangers?" he asked incredulously, smiling the cocky smile he had given her the first time they had ever met.
"Oh yuck! Like what do I look like, some sort of 'tard? No, Pike, sorry, but it's from babysitting that Perkins kid down the street. He's obsessed with superheroes." Buffy answered back, as Pike held the door of the coffee shop open for her.
Buffy confidently walked in, Pike right behind her. The hostess took a look at Buffy's obviously ripped white dress and leather jacket, and at Pike's torn clothes and wrinkled her nose in disdain, though only for a moment. She smiled and then asked, "So, what'll it be kids? Table or booth?"
"Booth." Pike answered. To Buffy, he said, "They're more comfy."
The fifteen-year-old shrugged and followed Pike and the hostess down to the nearest booth. Pike slid in across from Buffy and gratefully took a menu from the hostess. Buffy received hers, and set it down without opening it.
"So, now what?" Pike asked again.
Buffy shrugged. "I really don't know. I've only been the Slayer for three weeks, Pike. How am I supposed to know? I mean, anything could happen next, you know?"
"Yeah, being with you the past couple of days has given me a pretty fair idea," Pike answered with a charming grin. Buffy shot him a look that threatened instant pulverization if he didn't remain quiet. "Sorry."
The Slayer chuckled for a moment. "It's okay, I was only teasing anyway. But, about what's next? I don't know. I mean, I was going through some of the Watcher's diaries that Merrick had, you know, when we were cleaning up his place? After he died? You'd gone out to Carl's Jr. to get food for us. Anyway, I was going through his journals, and I read some interesting stuff."
"Such as?" Pike prodded.
Buffy opened her mouth to answer when the waitress came by to take their orders. Pike looked the waitress up and down appreciatively. Buffy kicked him in the shin, and Pike sputtered. They quickly ordered their meals (Buffy, chocolate chip pancakes and a cappuccino; Pike a Spanish omelet, coffee, and an extra side of hashed browns) and went back to their conversation.
"What else did you read?" Pike prodded again.
"Well, for one thing," Buffy started, "a lot of the Slayers have died at the hands of other demonic creatures. Incubi, succubae, werewolves, as well as other, darker, nameless things. That means that, even though Lothos has been dusted, there are gonna be other demons I'm going to have to face. The only way it ends for me is if I die."
"The way it's ended for every Slayer."
"Pretty much," Buffy shrugged. "But I won't die. I won't let myself die." Buffy looked Pike straight in the eye, and in a level, serious tone, said, "I'll be a better Slayer than any of the others thus far."
Pike smiled at his girlfriend and leaned over, kissing her on the cheek. "I know you will be babe, and I'll be there for you, to fight by your side."
The blonde haired girl smiled at this, silently hoping he would hold his words true, as their waitress set their food in front of them. She had lost so much already, she thought. Natalie, Kimberly, Merrick, her popularity. She was sure she was going to lose more as soon as she put in an appearance at school Monday morning, but for some reason, she wasn't too frightened. Having Pike with her would make things better, easier, smoother to deal with. He was the one normal thing in her rapidly deteriorating life, and Buffy didn't want to lose him. She couldn't afford to lose him. Her sanity couldn't afford to lose him.
No matter what happened, Buffy assured herself as she took a bite of her pancake, she would come out a champion amongst Slayers, and she would not lose Pike, nor would she lose her life.
She would keep up between being Buffy Summers, high school cheerleader, and Buffy Summers, Vampire Slayer. And she'd do a damn fine job of it.