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EVE: (turns to face Buffy) Or you'll do what? I'll be sending a guest over to visit y'all later on tonight, after the sun goes down of course. Try and make him feel welcome before he rips y'all to pieces. Bye.
Eve disappears in a flash of light (like a television being turned off).
BTVS Season 7 episode 11 "Showtime"
Surayya walked with Buffy.
The two women walked down the white and gold trimmed hallways of the Imperial mansion. They were on their way to a party. They were on their way to a birthday party. They were on their way to a birthday party for Buffy's son. Surayya was a close friend of the family. They were both slayers.
The two women couldn't have been anymore different. Buffy was the shorter of the two. She was fair skinned with blonde hair and a pug nose that others often called cute. Her body was toned and naturally fit like all slayers. She looked like a woman in her mid twenties. Buffy was well over one hundred years old when she died to her first life. Surayya Atreides, the woman walking with her, was darker and a few inches taller than Buffy. Surayya had long well groomed raven black hair that went past her shoulders.
"I'm just saying, it's weird." Buffy said. She motioned her arms as she spoke. "The blood storm never happened, and since the blood storm never happened Liam never came back to help us. But I remember it happening! How is it that I remember something that never happened?" Surayya could tell she was frustrated. Nobody liked a temporal paradox.
"From the time I raised him from a baby he never slipped back in time to tell me he how much loved me. I remember that happening on the day the Destroyer resurrected me. It's too weird."
"It's weird alright." Surayya said and then smiled. "'bout as weird as a ten thousand year old corpse coming back from the dead and a god worm sleeping under the sands of Arrakis."
The two women turned a corner as they continued walking. In the back of her mind, Surayya was working on a logical analysis on what seemed to be a paradox. Twenty years ago, a slayer witch had taken DNA from both Buffy and Paul Maud' dib and combined them together a produce a male child with access to the memories of both Angel and Liam. That child had appeared to them several times in the past in response to a crisis. He had even helped to stop Arrakis from being overrun with billions of Turok-Han after a Senior Partner had opened a Hellmouth on Arrakis.
Surayya was trained as a mentant by Leto II. She would have it figured out soon. But there were other things that were bothering her. There were thing she needed to discuss with Buffy.
"Buffy, Your son is a Kwisatz Haderach." Surayya said. "With spice, he can access higher spatial dimensions. And since he is enchanted, he can access them not just mentally but physically as well." Buffy signaled that she understood what Surayya was saying so far.
"The Kwisatz Haderach was created by the Bene Gesserit as a way to spy on the great houses. The Kwisatz Haderach was originally designed to be a way for the Bene Gesserit to exert control over the human race. Buffy." Surayya said suddenly as she stopped and placed her hand on Buffy's shoulder. "The Bene Gesserit will come for him and there's nothing we can do about it."
Buffy looked up at her worried.
"The Bene Gesserit will test your son to see if he is a man or monster. They will use the method of crisis and observation. The box is called the gom jabbar. They will use electrical signals to induce pain directly into his nervous system. The Bene Gesserit will torture your son."
Buffy looked at her as if she was crazy. Buffy's white battle armor began to push out from under her skin.
"I'm sorry Buffy." Surayya said as they burst through the door leading to the party.
In the middle of the long room was a tall and thin young man. He had hair as black as the night sky and the strangest blue within blue eyes. The slayer witch that had conceived him had been feeding him a steady diet of spice ever since he was a baby. He was quite a wonder. On more than one occasion he had displayed the ability to peer into the future. The boy knew that his genetic father was the hero Paul Atreides from ancient myth. That meant that Leto II, the so called God Emperor of Dune, was his half brother and the woman that had trained him in hand to hand combat, the same woman he had a mild crush on, Surayya Atreides was his distant cousin and he, at a genetic level, was her ancient ancestor.
His name was Liam Atreides, the genetic offspring of Paul Maud 'dib and Buffy Summers. He had all the powers of the Kwisatz Haderach and the memories of both Liam and Angel. One of which was his mother's former lover.
Liam looked up and noticed the strange look on his mothers face. He didn't need to see the future to know why.
"Has she been filling your head with tales of the Bene Gesserit?" Liam asked as he walked towards Buffy. Several of the young women at his table begged him not to go.
Liam stood a full six inches over Buffy. He had inherited his father's height.
"C'mon Mom, it's almost time for presents." Liam said to her. Buffy smiled as he escorted her to his birthday table.
Years ago, the slayers had moved from the dusty cave dwelling of sietch Kindle to the modern imperial palace. The Fish Speakers insisted on it for safety. Since the age of five, Liam had been raised in the royal palace. The last Atreides that lived here was Leto II.
Buffy and Surayya took their seats on both sides of Liam as guests began to bring forth their presents. The first gift was from the slayer witch that had borne him. It was a black polished teakwood stake Liam had used long ago in sietch Kindle to kill a vampire. It was the first time he had met his mother. It was months before he was born. He read the attached note.
"I told you I would get this back to you. Happy birthday son." It was from Motorria, the witch slayer that had borne him. Liam smiled as he looked up.
The Tleilaxu were wheeling in a cylinder the size of a man. The cylinder of over two meters tall. It had various tubes and wires protruding out of and feeding into it. Liam could tell something alive was inside.
"Is this the golem?" Liam asked. He knew what the Tleilaxu had brought him. It made his skin crawl. They insisted that this was a gift fitting for an Atreides. They had brought the same gift to Leto II for thousands of years.
It was a clone of the sword master Duncan Idaho. It was a clone of the same sword master that had taught his father Paul Atreides.
Liam nodded to the Tleilaxu as they wheeled the golem into a corner of the room. Liam went back to the party snacks and his thoughts of which of the women at his table would pleasure him tonight. In the hundreds of thousands of years of their existence not even the slayers have been able to defeat the beast with two backs.
Liam took a small bite of a spice wafer and felt the future come upon him. Liam was part Human and part slayer. His visions of the future could be tweaked by the Destroyer. He was the first and only male in the history of the world ever to receive visions from the Destroyer. He was the first and only male ever to receive slayer prophecies.
He saw a woman enter the room. She looked determined, focused and very angry. The woman was tall with fair skin and long grey hair that had an odd sheen to it. The woman held a long Japanese katana sword. Around her, a pack of blind men swarmed. Liam saw them rushing into the room killing everyone.
The woman in his vision looked directly at him and said "I am going to kill you Liam Atreides. You and your slayer whores!" Her hated felt like a blast furnace.
A moment later, every slayer in the room snapped to attention. They had just gotten the same vision.
The slayers spread out around the room in less than a moment knocking over chairs and gifts in the process. Surayya and Buffy put themselves between Liam and the door holding their scythe at the ready.
They came with the roar of a rushing wave.
Dozens of robed men, with their eyes cut out, exploded into the room. Around him, Liam could hear the clanging of metal on metal as their short jeweled daggers hit against the slayer's scythes. Liam could hear the screams of the dying as some of the slayers were murdered. He could smell the sweat and blood and the sheer desperation of the robed men as they began to fall.
In the mist of them, she appeared. She was tall, regal and utterly deadly. There was a silver flash and the heads of two slayers came off. Bright red blood splashed against the wall.
She moved faster than the eye could follow. Her sword was against his throat. He could feel the steel cutting into his skin.
"When you awake in hell, tell them Lilith, the mother of all demons, sent you!" She hissed.
Something tremendous slammed down on her jaw. Lilith was knocked to the ground.
"Get your damn hands off my grandson!" Sineya, the first slayer, growled at her. In the moment it took her vision to clear Sineya was gone.
"I will gut you boy!" Lilith spat at Liam as she disappeared in a flash of light.
For a moment everything was still. Then Buffy noticed something as she walked over to one of the dying men.
"Hey, I know these guys." Buffy said as she leaned over one of the robed bodies. Buffy held the curved and jeweled knife in her hands. She recognized it instantly.
"These guys are called the bringers. They work for the source of all evil. They work for the reason there is evil." Buffy tossed the knife to her son who caught it in mid-air. Liam intensely studied the jewels in the handle of the gold trimmed knife. His neck was still bleeding.
Happy birthday son." She said with grimness in her voice. "Looks like we're at war with the First."
On the other side of the room Surayya noticed a slayer who stood silently with her face to the wall. Surayya had seen this plenty of times before. Newbie slayers were often shell shocked after their first battle. Surayya walked over to the girl to comfort her. The slayer looked familiar somehow. Surayya placed her hand on the girls shoulder. She turned, slowly. The side of her face was gone. The girl had one eye torn out and ribbons of flesh hung from her chest where something had slashed her open. She spoke. Her voice was like thick molasses bubbling from her torn throat.
"Why did you leave me to die, Surayya? You left me to die on Tlailos Three." It was Alisha Itkin, one of the slayers killed in their assault on the Old Ones.
Surayya jumped backwards. She wasn't even aware that she was screaming.
"Surayya Atreides, I know where you live and I am going to kill you." The image of the slayer disappeared.
It took hours for Surayya to stop shaking.