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Chapter 2

Dawn could feel the warm flow of blood from the gash in her side leaking onto her pants. She winced as she quickly pulled herself to her feet. She was fighting a unusually large Polgara demon and the demon had almost skewered her when the fight first began. The demon roared in Dawn's general direction as she tried to make her way to her specialized stun gun.

The stun gun had been a gift from both Willow and Xander. Unlike the stun guns that the Initiative had possessed, hers was smaller, had far more power, and could change the type of stun depending on the type of demon. Willow and Xander had worked so hard on it and it had saved Dawn's life more than once. She felt extremely grateful for the specialized weapon. Dawn managed to reach her gun before the demon reached her. With her left hand applying pressure to her injury, she used her right hand to fire her stun gun at the demon. Her shot hit the Polgara demon in the middle of its forehead and knocked it out almost instantly. Dawn stood still in the alley for a few seconds before picking up a random metal pole. She walked toward the unconscious demon and thrust the pole into its head, killing it immediately. She left the metal pole imbedded in the demon's forehead and turned. She gathered her scattered belongings that she had dropped before the fight headed back to her apartment complex.

On the way back to her apartment, Dawn wondered how she would explain her injury to the people whom she ran into. She really hoped that, for once, the person at the front desk would be on a break without a replacement. If she was lucky, she also wouldn't run into any of her neighbors, most of whom she had yet to meet. The few that she had met hadn't seemed very friendly and hadn't appeared often.

As she reached her apartment complex, a wave of nausea and dizziness hit her. She leaned on the wall outside the complex and closed her eyes. Behind her eyes, a few flashes of the fight appeared. Dawn started of thinking of all the accidents and good moves on her part. She realized that she would have to find a suitable job and, after her wound healed, a decent gym.

Finally, the dizziness and nausea passed. Dawn slowly moved herself away from the wall and breathed deep. She felt a presence behind but it didn't feel as though it had harmful intentions for her. She walked toward the glass doors that led to the lobby. Before she could open one of them an employee opened it from the inside. She gave a small start and quickly realized that presence behind her had disappeared. She mumbled a soft thanks to the doorman and hurried inside.

As she was walking past the front desk, the employee there saw her and smiled. "Hello, Ms. Summers. Did you have a good night?" As the employee said this, the man he had been talking to turned around. Dawn gave him a brief glance over. He had brown, curly hair and wore it long. His face was a work of art in itself with prominent cheek bones, obvious angles, and regal lines. He had light blue eyes that shown brightly against his pale skin. He had lean muscles on an obviously graceful body that was about three inches taller than her five foot seven inches. A small smirk graced his features despite that Dawn ignored him after her once over.

"Yeah, it was okay…" she trained off, not knowing his name.

"Barry, Ms. Summers." Barry said politely. His eyes widened as he continued to look at her. "Damn! What happened to your side, Ms. Summers?"

"Ummm…I fell on something pointy outside. You should really go check on that. Somebody else could get hurt by it and sue." Dawn replied in a rushed tone. "Anyways, I think I'm going to go upstairs to my apartment now."

"Are you sure you wouldn't like some help?" asked the unknown man as he stepped towards her. His eyes looked slightly glazed and a smirk, larger than before, was on his face. Dawn could feel power coming from him and backed up, running into the closed elevator doors.

"I don't need your help. I mean, um, no thank you." She blurted out as she pushed the up button on the elevator. Miraculously, the doors opened quickly. She nearly fell as the opened behind. She entered the elevator and hit the close button repeatedly. She continued to look at the unknown man as she pushed the button, noting that the glazed look in his eyes had completely disappeared despite his remaining smirk.

After the elevator closed she leaned against the wall. The doors soon opened and she walked into her apartment. She quickly stripped herself of her shirt and went about tending to her injury. After patching herself up, she got into her pajamas and went to bed, the image of the extremely handsome and unknown man from the lobby in her head.