Buffy the Vampire Slayer season 8.1

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns ALL of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I only own that nameless girl, so nuh!

The Eyes of Death

Chapter 1. Senses

Previously, Buffy and the new 7.1 Scooby gang had fled Sunnydale after defeating The First. Willow was regaining her strength and Robin was released from a hospital in Phoenix just days before, still the lost of many girls, for instance, Amanda, made leaving the now lifeless pit a little harder for everyone. The facts that Buffy and Faith seemed to be working things out, Willow and Kennedy's relationship was growing and Xander found some lost strength knowing that Anya had gone down fighting with them, for the "good guys", eased hints of pain. Although this heroic team has battle many evils and saved humanity numerous times, a task will come that will baffle everyones' judgment, strength, and their own thoughts of right and wrong. Sometimes, things come without warning, different then expected.

The bus slowly passes by a sign reading, Now Entering Cleveland!. The night air grows unnoticeably colder as the slayers, witch, pirate guy, ex-watcher, outcast, and injured principal, drive through the streets towards the Warwick Inn.

"We're like the fellowship of the ring, moving upon our destination with an unreachable task! Not-OWW!"

"Hey, just helping with our unreachable task Bilbo!" Xander mocks.

"Why do I have to be Bilbo. I want to be the brave and heroic Aragorn, besides he gets the beautiful elf with a love so deep she is willing to give her life so they can grow and-"

"You must have been a very lonely man in high school, Andrew." Xander rolls over as Andrew snuggles with the pillow on the bus seat.

"I so would be Aragorn!" All seems quite. Everyone is back to sleep, except Buffy. She sits in the back, Dawn asleep against her.

"Hey, Buffy?" Willow asks telepathically.

"What's up Willow? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I guess, but I can, feel, sense something, something different."

"I told Andrew to stop playing with your incense stick when we past through Arizona. You can't just tell him once can you, I mean ser-"

"Buffy no, not incense, and he kept playing with them. He already snapped three playing Revenge of the Sith! Oh never mind. Something strong is in the air, I can feel it, something isn't right. We should be careful here."

"Should we tell any one? I think Xander needs some wiggins-free days for a while, after…..after what happened."

"Agreed, I'll tell Faith. She should know, right?"

"That would probably be best." The conversation comes to an end as a shriek from Faith satisfies Buffy that the message has been passed on. Some people just aren't as use to voices in there heads as us!

At the same time in an abandon house a girl sleeps stressfully. A every changing golden cat to clean to be a stray, to wild to be a house pet watches from a window. It's emerald eyes filled with strength, knowledge, and power.

Not much is said as the gang pulls into the parking garage.

"Nice bus." The bellboy asks questionably.

"Oh, uh, thanks. It's for our uh, lacrosse team! Go tigers!" Xander exclaims.

"UNNN." The other "team mates" mutter half asleep.

Everyone shuffled to there rooms.

"lacrosse, seriously man, do you think you could pick a lamer sport!" Faith smiled.

"I'll go get our gear, you know the stick things and the, uh, other things lacrossians use." Xander reached the garage as an ebony colored cat came to view.

"RAWWW!"

"AHISHSHHSHA!" The mysterious cat lept off the bus roof and disappeared into the shadows, satisfied with her job.

"Thank you for just destroying all efforts of my manliness in all of three seconds kitty. That little moment of fun is staying between friends!" He checked under the vehicle so not to be surprised again before taking the weapons back to the hotel.

"They really need metal detectors in this place."

"Willow, are you sure you're okay." A worried Kennedy questions.

"Yeah, I'm fine and bubbly and…..spinning."

"You need to sit hon."

"Yes, sitting, sitting good and not movey like." She tries to reassure Kennedy with a smile. Kennedy brushes her hair from her face and kisses her.

"You need rest."

" We both do, there's going to be a lot of work tomorrow. Finding the other slayers and training and all. We probably will do some more research and we need a new "headquarters". I am mostly worried about Buffy though. You know with what happened with Spike. Gosh, poor Buffy."

"Super, get up, eat breakfast, and fight evil. It used to be so simple. Now we have to actually find things, and don't worry about Buffy, she'll be fine. I'm worried about you Willow." Willow reaches for her hand.

"You can make it better." She smiles.

Meanwhile, in L.A. Angel decides to check out Sunnydale. He is too worried about Buffy and the others to just sit and wait. He says he'll be back in a couple of days and leaves. On his way to Sunnydale he realizes that he's the only car heading towards and even away from the unusual town. He speeds up, his pulse, er , if he really has circulation, quickens. A day later he reaches the whole ( by the way he has that ring). Jumping out of his car he runs to the edge, yelling out her name knowing that is won't do a thing. He was trying to push the sense that something wasn't right out of his head all the way here and now realizing his stupidity, roars in anger. On his way back to the car he doesn't even notice the sketch marks left weeks before.