Chapter 1
"…than, the world turned into a giant hell ball thingy", Buffy said to Xander as they walked the graveyard. "Frankly, that was more than I wanted to see. I was dead".
"I wouldn't want to be part of your dreams Buff", Xander said as he twirled a stake in his hand. "But it would be great if you could visit mine".
Buffy smiled at her friend and gave him a playful punch on the shoulder. She was glad he had come with her on another patrol night. It was good to have someone to talk to. Giles just took note of the dream and said it was just a dream. "Not until we have concrete evidence", he had said. The slayer took a look around the place. Her instincts were in top gear now. Nothing. Maybe vampires got scared. They weren't many attacks at this moment. Than again, summer was always like that. Very quiet. She than guided Xander to the fresh grave that had been created that very day. She looked at it and waited. Xander looked around while Buffy sat on the tombstone. It was almost ten when one of them really spoke.
"Do you think I am cursed?", Xander asked the blonde slayer.
Buffy looked at him trying to put a serious face at the question. "Why do you say that?", she asked.
"I mean", Xander started. "Have you seen my life? For some strange reason, I seem to lure evil. Or either evil searches for me. The two girlfriends I have had in my life are evil in their particular way and the others I have attracted have either tried to kill me or simply just made my life a emotional living hell".
Buffy smiled. "I assume you have to improve your process of selection", Buffy said. She than thought of something. "Why are you asking this? I mean…you have Anya don't you".
"I know", Xander said. "I was just thinking aloud you know. And making sure that everybody else knew what hell I have gone through".
"Well don't worry", Buffy said with a definite nod. "We all know".
All of the sudden a strange sound came from the bushes behind them. Buffy stood up looking alert. Xander pulled out his cross and stake ready to confront anything. Three vampires came out ready to do some damage. They seemed to recognize the girl, because their eyes reflected fear in an odd sort of way.
"I guess the night is not going to be so quiet after all", Xander muttered. Buffy just stood her ground waiting for the vampires to make their move. She wasn't disappointed. Two of them ran towards her while the third one tried luck on the human.
Buffy smiled as they came towards her. She punched them both with a backhand punch sending them to the floor. She pulled her stake and dusted one before he had a chance to get up. The other one grabbed Buffy´s foot but it did not budge. Buffy just smiled at his pathetic attempt. She kicked him in the face. The vamp growled in pain for a while before he was dusted. Buffy turned around and saw that Xander was not letting her down. The vamp was beating down on him like an old sack of potatoes. Buffy just staked the vamp in the back and looked at Xander with a smile.
Xander lifted his right index finger. "One day", he said. "I am going to be big. One day these guys will be looking for me in order to cut my throat instead of just using me as a punching bag".
"I am sure you will", Buffy said as she helped him stand up.
"No really", Xander said as he walked besides Buffy to the fresh grave. "These guys will be sorry they let me go so many times".
All of the sudden the vampire they were waiting crawled out. Buffy just shook her head in disapproval. Before the vamp had any idea what he was, he was dusted.
*****
Wiley's place was packed that very same night. Nobody knew exactly why. The old bar just worked that way. Demons from every breed were there. Monsters only imaginable in nightmares. Most of them tried to pass unnoticed. Others were scandalous in their own ways. Wiley did a fabulous job in keeping the place decent. Than, abruptly, the room went quiet. All demons looked up and felt a certain static in the place. The ceiling turned gray with clouds. Lightning and thunder were appreciated in the middle of the room. A gust of wind blew everybody from their places. The tables and chairs crashed against the walls just as a white light opened in the center of the ceiling. A scream of agony and than flat thud echoed through the room. Than…silence. In the middle of the room laid a strange being. He was dressed in a gray suit. It seemed expensive to some of the beings that hanged around there. The new comer stood up and looked around the place. Wiley's clients looked at him closely. He seemed human. Still, the felling of dead surrounded him. A large, fresh and horizontal wound crossed his entire chest. In obvious pain, the being touched it. The sound of gripping flesh reached the demon's ears. Two more wounds similar to the first, adorned both of the beings cheeks.
"Bitch!!", the demon screamed looking up to the ceiling. "I am going to cut your heart out with a spoon!!".
A vampire approached him carefully. "Who the hell are you?", the inexperienced demon said.
The newcomer looked at him as if he were fresh meat. "You will soon find out", the humanoid said as he made a grab for the vamps neck just as his face turned into his true demonic features. The new vampire pulled hard decapitating the foul demon in front of him. The new vampire looked around. "Anybody else?", he asked. No one else moved. Some assumed he was not worth it. Others just turned back to their drinks in fear.
Wiley cleared some of the glass that was broken during the commotion. A new player is in town, he thought to himself. That meant the slayer would be on top of him in no time. "I hate this job", he murmured to himself.
*****
The security guard roamed the Sunnydale mall like a ghost in Halloween. Quiet scandalous. He smashed his nightstick around the walls making a strong taping noise. He was in charge here. He was god of all that crawled the walls of the building late at night. He smiled at his superiority. He than heard a clash of thunder. He looked back and saw strange gray clouds form near the staircase. Lightning flashed. The thunder clapped through the closed space. A bright white circle formed in the middle of the clouds. It seemed like a hole in the sky. Than, a black heap fell right to the floor. As soon as that happened, the clouds disappeared. The guard looked at the scene he now had in his hands. He slowly approached the moving black mass in front of him. Unexpectedly, it moved. The guard jumped back in fear and waited. A small groan escaped the being that just arrived. The guard realized it was human and jumped at the chance. He approached the being rapidly.
"Are you ok?", he asked. He than saw the most beautiful blue eyes he could ever admire. They belonged to this small blonde girl that has just arrived from what seemed the heavens. He helped the young female to her feet. "Are you ok?", he asked again not looking away from those eyes. They seemed to be filled with fear.
"What date is this?", the girl demanded.
The guard looked confused. "It is August 16th"", he mumbled as he truly admired the girl in front of him. She seemed to be eighteen years old. She wore a black leather trench coat that reached her ankles. A white blouse and black leather pants covered her body. She seemed to be 5"6. He guessed she was shorter because of the pumped black boots she wore. Her hair reached the middle of her back.
"What year?!", the girl asked in desperation. The sound of breaking glass interrupted the scene. A scream of pain followed. Forgetting the girl, the guard rushed towards the scene. The girl groaned in pain as she held her shoulder. It is dislocated she thought to herself.
The security guard meanwhile reached the crime scene. Three disfigured men were attacking his partner. The guard pulled out his gun just as one of them took notice in him.
"Another one", vamp one said. "I guess we are going to leave this place with a meal to go".
The other vamps laughed at the stupid joke when they noticed a blonde girl walk towards them. Their smirks melted down as fear crept up to them. That was until the girl showed herself into the light. She held her right shoulder with her left hand. Her hair was in a mess. She seemed to have been in a fight. The best of all, she was not the blonde slayer they feared.
"What do we have here?", vamp one said as she approached the girl. "It seems to be golden haired girl".
The girl smiled as he approached. Wait, she thought to herself. Just as the vamp reached her, she lashed out at him with her left fist. The vamp staggered back. The girl closed up on him just as the second one jumped in. The blonde girl seeing this tucked her injured arm out of the way. The vampire swung at her face. The girl ducked and swept the feet from him. She than lifted her leg and stomped the vampires chest. The vamp yowled in pain. The girl smiled as she extended her left arm. A wooden stake popped out from the sleeve. The remaining vamps just watched helpless as she staked their comrade.
"Who the hell are you", vamp two asked.
The blonde girl just ran up to him with amazing speed. The vampire swung to punches at her witch she dodged easily. She than staked him without an effort. The girl smiled at herself. Two vampires with the same stake. All of the sudden, the last vampire grabbed her arm. He pulled the stake from her sleeve hard. It did not budge. Failing at that he backhand punched the girl on the face. The attack caught the girl totally by surprise as the stars covered her entire vision. The demon than kneed her in the stomach finishing the combination with a pulverizing uppercut on the jaw. The girl backed up to the wall, just as the vampire fired a rock solid punch straight to her face. Her head snapped back hitting the wall with the back of her head. She crumpled to the floor. The vampire turned around and looked at the two security guards near him. "What the hell was that?", he asked them. The sound of metal against metal made him turn his attention back on the blonde girl behind him. He turned and saw the girl holding a large sword with her left hand.
The girl looked at her prey evilly. He had attacked her while she was not on her 100 percent condition. She guessed that the last thing that crossed his mind was where she had gotten that sword. Maybe she should've told him before she decapitated him with one solid blow on the neck. She fell on one knee and started to breathe again. She hadn't noticed she had been holding her breath. "Where were we?", she asked the guard she had first met.
