Be in peace when I say that Joss Whedon & Co. owns everything legally Buffy. :)

In Every Generation, there are Slayers…

Somewhere over a long strip of Californian road

"Free…"

The sensation didn't go away. Not that it was bad or anything, it was just different. Hours before, a battle ensued in her hometown formerly known as Sunnydale. Of course the town had since been nothing more than a giant crater after their escape, and fond memories were still surfacing.

The bus hit another pothole. "Sorry about that…"

Faith was at the helm, taking over for Giles who long needed to rest. Former principal, Robin Wood seemed to recovering all right thanks to Andrew's help. Andrew, now there is another story all by itself. Xander was unusually quiet about having to lose Anya; who would blame him. Tears welled in her eyes; so many good lives were lost. She thought back to what she said to Faith, "War is stupid and even in good plans, lives are still lost…" Once again she thought back to everything. Her days of patrolling on school nights to burying her mother, everything was now memory and never to be forgotten. Two streams of salty liquid traced the curve of her cheeks to sum up everything that was and been.

Gazing around the battle weary group, Buffy saw so many emotions underneath their bruised and slashed faces, too much to even decipher to their meanings. Even her own were too much to comprehend in one go. All she knew that was that she wasn't alone anymore, the feeling of being special was not a curse anymore but rather a celebration of what is to become a part of Slayers. In every generation, there are Slayers.

"Buffy…"

Willow came towards the back seats of the school bus to check up on Buffy and Dawn. Dawn slept soundly while her elder sister gazed outside, privy to her own thoughts. It was still unbelievable to what preceded before them; no longer was there one Slayer, but countless of others. Besides the ones that were on the bus, many more were now activated and waiting to be found. The First could no longer inflict any more damage that it had already done. Buffy's plan and Willow's magic combined to create a new chapter in the history of Slayers. Like an author writing a novel, they needed to start thinking of their next course of action.

"Buffy…"

She looked up at Willow and smiled softly. "Hi Will…Something up?"

"Uh well, nothing really. Just that I think all of us could use a pit stop. You know, washroom break, snack up."

Andrew's ear picked up on the word 'snack'. "Oooh I want a snack! Does anyone have Reese Pieces?"

Willow and Buffy stared at each other but soon other girls started generate interest.

"No, but does anyone have Doritos? Honestly that's only American snack food I like having."

Kennedy replied back to the British girl. "Don't have Doritos; you would be better off having Gummi Bears."

Raising her eyebrow, Buffy readily gave in to Willow's suggestion. "Alright, we should stop for a bit. Ask Faith to head for the nearest Gas Station."

Willow nodded and turned back towards the front. Buffy gazed back outside. Dawn, still asleep, shifted position to lean on Buffy. Not minding one bit, Buffy continued to stare outside but this time her hand stroked through her sister's hair.


Authors' Note: Wooo my first chapter! It looks promising right! Remember helpful criticism always counts!