A/N: I would like to know if I'm using too much dialogue in these chapters, Review Please! Sorry the chapters are so short. Oops, and I forgot: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Scooby Doo.

"How did you know to do that?" asked Fred as the dust settled. Everyone looked expectantly at Velma.

"My knowledge is well rounded, granted I never thought I'd have to use that skill."Velma said, making a face. She turned toward the man that the vampire had been victimizing. "Are you alright?" The man opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, as if the words he was trying to form wouldn't come out.

"Look at his neck! Someone should get him to a hospital!" Daphne cried as the gang noticed the two prominent puncture marks.

"Like, I'll do it!" Shaggy said hurriedly, knowing this was his chance to bail out of the major spookiness. He ushered the man toward the "Mystery Machine", Scooby followed. The rest of the gang crawled through the still open window to investigate.

Inside, a blonde woman was yelling at a very small, very angry looking man. They both looked at the gang upon their ungraceful window entrance.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Where is that man that just left?" the angry man bombarded them with questions. "I'm the principal here and you will answer my questions!" he said in a panicky way, all in one breath.

"You need to calm down." Fred said levelheadedly, yet forcefully. " We're here to help." he added, less sure of himself.

"Please, my daughter is out in the hallway. She is fighting those...things. You have to do something!" the woman pleaded.

The gang exited the classroom with promises of aid on their lips. As soon as the door shut they were attacked by what seemed like another group of vampires. Daphne, who had changed her preference of go-go boots to ridiculously tall stilettos, kicked one of them in the chest. He had a look of surprise on his face as he disintegrated.

"Looks like these came in handy. Unpractical, my foot, Velma!" Daphne exclaimed, talking about her 3 ½ inch, wooden stiletto heels.

Across the hall, Fred and a vamp were locked in combat. Fred came at him with a right hook punch but was easily blocked. The vamp kicked him in the side. He then leaned in to bite the disoriented Fred, when a small point protruded from his chest and he went * poof. * A small blonde girl stood behind the pile o' dust, holding a pointed, wooden stake. She looked amazingly like Daphne, except for the look of hatred on her face, reserved for the more bumpy faced race.

The girl acknowledged Fred and then looked for another beastie to stake. She started a fight with another vamp and within three minutes he was dust, too. Near her, Daphne staked another vampire with the heel of her shoe, looking mournfully at her brand new and newly dirtied shoes. She and the girl stopped and looked around, searching for more villains, and saw that the coast was clear.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to get yourselves killed? Go hide in a classroom or something!" the blonde said, annoyed. She turned to go down a different hallway.

"Wait! We're here to take care of a problem." Daphne said, rather stupidly. She approached the girl, but tripped because of her unbalanced footing.

"If you haven't noticed, this school is one big problem... More often than not, actually. I don't usually work with a group, but right now I could use all the help I can get." the girl reached her hand out for Fred to shake. "I'm Buffy."

Introductions were made and the group headed down the hallway. They turned a corner and came upon a tall, platinum blonde, vampire giving orders to a bunch of frightened looking lackeys.

His heavily accented voice wavered as the Scoobies entered the hallway. He turned and a wide grin spread across his face.

"Slayer." he said and with that, he lunged.