Author's Note: I'm so sorry! I'm really really bad at fight scenes, so forgive me. Please review yal. Makes me happy and want to write and stuff. Even if it's mean. 'Cause then it gives me a reason to write a response and such.

Chapter 2: Dino

Sighing, Buffy threw her knife up in the air again and caught it. It'd been three hours since she left the club and there was no activity. Buffy rolled her eyes as she amended that thought. There'd been one newbie vamp that she dusted as soon as he had risen. She idly kicked her legs against the tombstone she was sitting on, as she absentmindedly rubbed her thumb across the blade. It was a slow night. Too slow for all the frustration and irritation that was built up inside her. She thought about going for a run but knew that wouldn't do anything except give her more energy. She tapped her chin with the blade thoughtfully. "Nah, what I really need is a low down dirty fight that lasts for hours on end." But even as she said it she knew the only person even capable of such a thing was Faith and she was one of the people that Buffy really didn't need to see, less an accident… or a homicide were to happen. One or the other, knowing the fights the two usually got into. She clenched her fists, feeling the familiar tingle of a demon nearby. She hopped off the gravestone with the grace of a dancer and gave a smirk towards the direction of where she felt her new punching bag was.

Almost as soon as she smirked, a horribly disfigured creature appeared before her, looking at her with a sickening leer. "Play time..." the monster grumbled.

Buffy was caught slightly caught off guard by the nonsense of his words and it unfortunately gave him the opportunity to land his first punch to her gut, making her drop her knife, and pitching her into the mausoleum behind her. With a groan, she got up and cleared her head of all her thoughts of the club, and concentrated on the current fight. With a low growl, Buffy launched herself at the demon. Throwing her foot out for a flying kick, she hit him in the side of the head. But despite having hit him, he seemed only slightly dazed. Seizing her tiny body, he twists her in half and throws her down against his knee. Wincing from the ground, Buffy feels at her three or four newly broken ribs. Thinking the battle close to the end, the monster leans over her to deal the final blow. Rearing up, Buffy grabs his tusks with her hands, pulling them away from his face, making him snarl in agony, and bringing her head up hard, breaking his nose, and giving her a splitting headache, before leaping up to her feet. "C'mon Dino, that all ya got?" Roaring loudly, he runs at her and bowls into her at full speed, landing on the ground with an "Umph" from Buffy.

Legs are kicking, fists are flying, blood is spraying and bones are breaking, but neither is slowing down. Graves all around are desecrated from the ongoing fight. Newly grown grass and freshly laid flowers lay flat and scattered from where the two have rolled, trodden and fallen.

Buffy was getting tired, not a good sign for out heroine. They'd been fighting for what seemed like hours and she'd lost too much blood. But then again, so had he, though he, least she thought it was a he, wasn't acting like it was bothering him. Buffy's moves were beginning to get sluggish and it seemed as though the creature's movements were fast as lightening.

She winced as he once again punched her in her jaw, and in Buffy-like retaliation, kicked him in his dino-bits, before doing a quick scan around the graveyard for the knife she'd been tossing earlier, before stupid idiot monster made her drop it when he punched her the first time. Seeing Dino, as she nick-named him, coming again, she gave a kick to his gut. Learning from earlier mistakes, he caught her foot before it hit and with a wrench of her ankle, and the simple sound of it cracking, Buffy knew she had yet another broken bone to deal with. But as she went to grab her foot back, he clutched even tighter to her ankle and swung her into the air, over his head and into the ground behind him.

Buffy was by now breathing heavily, but with the impact of the ground, she was lucky if she got any air at all with the gulps of air she was taking in. Her eyes were out of focus somewhat, but she forced them into focus as she saw something glinting in the moonlight to her right. The demon behind her grunted and began to ascend towards her again, but before he reached her, she rolled with somewhat difficulty and grabbed the knife before dashing towards the creature, full of adrenaline and knowing this was her last chance, and lodged the knife in his gut.

Buffy fell, as her broken ankle gave out on her, adrenaline rush now gone. Closing her eyes, she let her consciousness slip from her. Missing the demon pulling out the knife with a malevolent grin and a luminous blue light encompassing her.

On Serenity

"Wash, you gonna explain to me what's goin' on with my ship?"

Wash ignored the captain as he focused on the oncoming meteor shower that had appeared out of nowhere.

"ZOE!"

"Yes sir?"

Mal jumped as his first mate's voice appeared behind him. He turned toward her with a slight glare on his face, and pointed at his pilot. "Why ain't my pilot tellin' me none of what's goin' on on MY ship?"

A quiet voice coming from the co-pilots chair answered in Zoe's stead. "Because the objects are preparing for the delivery of the unknown."

Mal jumped again, as he heard another person he didn't know to be in the room. "'Lil witch, what have I told you 'bout sneakin' up on folks?" And as though what she said just registered he turned the chair around to look at her. "And what does that go se mean?"

River looked up at him with her innocent expression. "I did not sneak. I was already present when you arrived."

Mal sighed. "Fine 'lil one. What 'bout what it'is you said?"

River tilted her head and looked up at him with one of her strange knowing expressions. "Things in the 'verse are disturbed, they are attempting to right themselves."

Mal and Zoe both looked confused but forgot as they soon were on the floor and against the walls from a slight hit from a meteor.

"Sorry cap'n." Wash said automatically. "I've n'ver seen nothin' like this." He replied as he once again dodged a flaming space rock headed straight for the ship.

'BAM'

That being said, a loud string of curses was heard throughout the ship.

"Jayne's up." Mal's voice carried from his place against the wall.

"Yes sir. Don't sound like he's too shiny." Zoe replied absentmindedly, holding on to the wall and watching as her husband was successfully dodging most of the objects in view.

"Zoe, we'd best make sure everyone's strapped in. Don't need no accidents." He started walking out, Zoe trailing behind him, before he stopped at the doorway and looked back at his pilot. " And Wash, keep me updated. Don't want no surprises on my boat."

As soon as those words left his mouth, a blue light swept the whole room and filled it, blinding all those who were in it.