Set 7 years post Chosen. Slayer school is set up, where all new slayers spend at least a month there. Then can choose to stay at Sunnydale High, named after the location of the original hellmouth, or go back to their old lives, so long as they check in regularly with local slayer patrols led by the original potentials met in season 7. Anya and Tara have both been resurrected. Wiccans and the new watchers also work and study at slayer school. Giles preserved the councils contacts and influences. Dawn and Xander are also both head watchers, although Dawn is currently in med school, still hangs around Sunnydale High all the itme.
Chapter 1:
"What's up, Faith?" Buffy chided between punches as the two original slayers circled in the training room, "You seem a little off today."
"Just one of those days, you know, B"
"Yeah, I know just what you mean"
The two slayers continued to spar, trading punches until it became a full on wrestling match. Just as Buffy had Faith pinned, the door to the training room opened.
"Hope I'm not interrupting" Willow said from the doorway.
"Oh, not at all, Will" Buffy replied, suddenly hastening to climb off of Faith. "Whats up?"
"New slayer just arrived. You guys usually like to give the tour."
"On our way."
The three quickly left for the entrance hall to meet the newbie. There hadn't been too many more. They thought they had pretty much found all the slayers Willow had awakened. No more were being called. Not for the mean-time anyways.
"Where did this one come in from?" Faith asked seemingly casually.
"Boston area, I think" Willow replied. At this response Faith stiffened completely. Not that either Willow or Buffy noticed. "She looks around 13, although I haven't asked yet."
"She have a name?" Faith was struggling to still seem casual. The strain in her voice brought Buffy's attention to how stiff the other slayer suddenly was.
They had reached the entrance hall, where a tall skinny young teenage girl with wavy brown hair and big dark eyes was standing awkwardly, hands in pockets, looking around the room.
"Hope, Hope Mason." Willow replied, both to Faith and in greeting the girl.
Now Faith was truly frozen to the spot staring at the young girl in the middle of the room, a look of panic on her face; although that only lasted an instant. Then she ran. Bolted from the room in a way that baffled and confused both Willow and Buffy, who stared after her.