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Summary:
AU: In a world where Vampires rule the world and Werewolves are forced into a life of forced servitude, where do the humans of this world fit in? In order to find a place and regain a world that used to be theirs, they must look to Buffy Summers, the Slayer, to lead them in their darkest hour. But what happens when she falls in love with something not entirely...human.
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Prologue
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Looking back, it's hard to tell whether or not the Slayer won that day.
Yeah, I'm talking about that day.
I mean, if you take the time to ask someone, anyone-
Because hey, you're curious right?
It's okay, no need to feel embarrassed.
Really.
Everyone gets curious at one time or another.
I mean, it's exactly what did in the cat wasn't it?
-then it all really just depends on who you ask.
Many people will say yes. She did win. She's alive isn't she? So life is great, let's go get drunk.
But of course, many people will also say no. She didn't win. Sucks for her, let's go get hammered.
Then there's people who really either don't know or don't care.
And of course, every so often you hear someone say something crazy, claiming that the story of the Slayer "never happened" and that the Factory "never existed" and that the Master's reign of terror is "not real" and "simply meant to scare little children into obeying their parents and never wandering far from home after dark".
Those loony bastards.
Ooh! And let's not forget that some storytellers will distort the tale until the story is changed completely and becomes purely fiction. Either that or they'll leave things out or add things in, never truly telling the whole, complete, and unadulterated story of the Slayer.
But hey! It's okay. I'm here to set the record straight. After all, I was there…or at least my parents were there. Yeah. I know, it's weird for me too.
Oh wait! I guess it'd be really confusing for you if I skipped directly to night of the final battle. I think you should know everything before deciding whether or not the Slayer won that night.
All right then! It's decided. There's only one place to start this story and THAT my friend, is from...
The beginning.
A/N: Please read and review! I'll give you a cookie! Will get interesting. Promise.
But first! A taste of what's to come:
"I'm sure you'll pass with flying colors." She encouraged.
She smiled and gave him the thumbs-up signal with both hands. "None of those lazy, walking colors."
"Lazy colors." He echoed, a look of confusion and 'I think you're crazy" on his face.
"Yeah!" She replied brightly, "Umm...You know...lazy colors."
He waited for her explanation.
"As in colors that are lazy..." She started.
"Uhh huh..." He pressed.
"...and walk..."
"Mmm hmm..."
"...instead of fly." She finished in an 'as-a-matter-of-fact' tone.
"Right..."
He rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. I'm going to go train." He declared and left the room as abruptly as he had entered it.
"Hmph." She grumbled, returning to her book.
That was the last time she was ever going to try to cheer him up.
What a Mr. Grumpy-face.