Buffy the Vampire Slayer season 8.1
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns ALL of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I only own that nameless girl, so nuh!
The Eyes of Death
Chapter 2. Pain's the Game
7:32 am. Xander wakes up the next morning with a horrible headache. He decides to sleep in and just have to disappoint those tasty doughnuts when a flicker of something dark by the window catches his attention. He walks over cradling his head and looks out the window. Being on the 12th floor with a headache he decides that he's just paranoid and seeing thing. Although sill creped he decides to fight the pain for the doughnuts, and because being surrounded by twenty slayers would provide protection for him and the doughnuts.
"Nooo! You don't understand! Superman had to leave! He had to find his home plant! Dawn, you're just to young to understand this emness, emmest, ema, really big subject!"
" First of all it's immense and the second movie is such a rip off Andrew! Duh, the kid is his son and come on, after all that time of them running around pretending like they have no feelings for each other just to show that there is going to be a sequel. Now that is what I called getting scammed!"
"You send in the twenty box tops and get the three inch action figure." Dawn adds shaking her head.
"Guys let it go! We have more important things to do then to argue about some stupid movie!"
"UHH! Superman is not just a guy with perfect hair! He's a hero for the young and old, he fights for truth and justice, never turning his back on society, he-"
"Andrew you're going to be needing Superman if you don't shut up with all this crap about his perfect hair and hero's that don't exist!"
"I dunno B, he's startin' to sound pretty go after hanging with the ex-librarian and Patchy the Pirate!"
"Hey, I resent that! I'm tired of all these pirate jokes!" Xander grabs his head again.
"Yes, and I think for a chap in his later years, I look rather keen."
"Faith, guys, can you just concentrate!"
"Whoa there B, you gotta relax! There are slayers all over, remember or do we need Darth Vader over there to show you her scares!"
"Hey! I'm not Dart Vader! I mean, I ,I , I so look better in black and all!"
"Yeah there Faith, you're one to talk, or have you been talking, to the mayor lately?"
"Kennedy, Faith, Willow, stop! Look, you're tired, I know, we're all tired, but we need to stick together, if one falls, we all fall!" Buffy walks over to sit by Giles on the other side of the dinning hall they reserved. Everyone, although angry, agrees. They take their seats and wait for Buffy to start.
"Okay, we need to do a locator spell to see if we can find any slayers in Denver."
"k, I'm on it Buff."
"Willow, no, you're too weak." Kennedy says, worried that Buffy won't care.
"I agree with Kennedy, you need to rest. Giles, Xander, you guys get to play Hogwartz."
"Alrighty Buff, count that spell cast!" Xander says winking at Willow to reassure her.
"Good, now I need you Dawn. Research . Check police reports, news articles, and the net. See if any weird occurrences or deaths have been going down."
"Oo, oo, do I get to hack into some police reports, you know the real stuff?"
"Dawn! This is for research not to up your street cred!" Dawn rolls her eyes and slouches in her chair. "Faith, start their training."
"Where B? With all the cameras and guards, it's like being on the Serial Life."
"Uhh, can't you just go in the parking garage?" Dawn suggested.
"No. I noticed cameras on the way in Dawn." Robin informs. Buffy thinks for a while.
"I guess you're taking a field trip to the Y." Buffy sighs.
"So I'm thinking that that whole speech about not being the one and only was for dramatic effect." Kennedy muttered. Buffy shot her a look and then turned back to the group as Willow whispers to Kennedy that everyone is trying their best and Buffy is the leader, no matter how many slayers they have now.
A strange cat passes outside the window. Her whiskers twitch with pleasure. She knows what she needs to do and where to go now. With that the graceful feline leaps out of the window seal and zips down the lush lawn.
Angle driving recklessly down the street, overcome by the grief that Buffy could be gone for good. He finally reaches the mansion.
"They're gone, Sunnydale is destroyed." He informs his group.
"Then why hasn't anything else happened? You know, to the world?" Gunn asks.
"Wait, they're still out there then? Why wait so long if they destroyed Buffy and her friends. I have to leave again. Maybe they left something behind or someone has heard from them. See if you can find anything. I'll be back as soon and I find them and make sure they're okay!" Angel says excitedly.
Back at the Warwick Buffy sits alone in the large room. Giles walks in and lays a hand on her shoulder causing her to jump from deep thought.
"Is everything okay Buffy?"
"Oh, yeah, I'm just a little tired and wondering if I should call…Angel."
"Oh, yes. You don't need him worrying that the apocalypse is coming again."
"Again."
"Yes I do suppose there have been many, but Buffy, I find it best that you inform him that we have destroyed The First." Giles finishes cleaning his glasses and looks up with a small smile. He them walks over towards a couple of spell books, a bit tattered from many uses, finds the one he needs and leaves to go find Xander.
"Buffy, there's isn't anything here. The death rates are getting better, yet there still have been freak "prong" accidents, not from camping though." Dawn looks over at Buffy who now is starting to look confused. I can feel it, something isn't right. Willow's words run through Buffy's mind. She is starting to feel something too.
Something is coming. You can't stop it. It will come, and they will suffer. The voice was smooth and clear. Her words were set to a whisper in Buffy's mind. The settled in her thoughts and burned her very heart.
"Buffy, what's wrong? Is everything okay! Buffy! STOP IT! STOP BUFFY!" Dawn was frantic as her sister stood stone still, a look of horror and pain in her face. Her eyes are lifeless. She drops to the ground, the pain of another's in her soul.
The girls arrive at the Y, Faith leading the newer slayers.
"Oh, cute kitty! You shouldn't be in the street! Poor thing, I think he's lost!" Vi scoops the kitty up and out of the way of a coming car. Hepurrs and licks her hand.
"Whoa there Vi. You can't just go around and pick up stray cats. We aren't a shelter! I don't like cats. He probably has a disease." Rona glances at the cat. Vi goes to reply but Faith interrupts. She grabs the lost cat by the scruff.
"Sorry man. There's no room for new comers that can't fight. Go along there!" Vi takes him back from Faith and says she'll let him lose. As the others move ahead Vi and whom she calls, Mr. Kitty, walk to the other side of the bus.
"You stay in here." She runs off to join the group.
"'Kay girls, your blocks are getting weak and your kicks suck! Most of you would be turned into a little snack for the vamps." Faith starts them with easier exercises and works them to more strenuous motions.
10:26 am. Angel reaches the Helly looking pit and looks around. Not finding anything, he starts to get frustrated with himself. He looks round and sees where a large car stopped in a hurry. He runs over to the now fading track. Angel crouches town lightly touching them and smiles.
"Buffy." Looking up at the sky he jumps u and turns his car around speeding after the almost frozen in time tracks. The more he follows them, the harder they get to read. Damn. The traffic back and forth is growing. Now falling back on hope, he stops to sniff the air. He catches a whiff of Sunnydale and fallows his nose to and inn.
"Hello there sir, can I help you?" The manager claps his hands in an almost too perky motion and smiles.
"Yes, thanks. Has anyone with the name of Summers, Giles, Rosenburg, or Harris stayed here in the passed couple weeks. The group is kida large." The smiling manager looks through his log.
"Yes. A synchronized swimming team passes by a couple weeks ago under the name of Wood. Do you-"
"Thanks." Angel runs from the inn and gets back to the road. A faint smell of girl blood, Sunnydale, and incense guides him. The engine roars as the car and vampire race off towards Phoenix. Angel hoping that he is close speeds up. He feels like something is up. Something ing the air, isn't, isn't right. He thinks about the subject more. Could it do with Buffy? The closer I think I get the stronger the scent. I have to find them. I need to find them soon. With that he pushes the thoughts from mind and concentrates on reaching his love and friends.
