Chapter 2
I woke around ten thirty to hear Giles preparing breakfast in the kitchen. The kettle whistled and aromas of oatmeal and boiled eggs wafted my way." Why do British people eat the most revolting food?", I thought to myself in my mind. "Good morning" I croaked in my raspy morning voice. 'Oh good morning, did you sleep well?" Giles asked peering through the opening from the kitchen. "You'd best be up, the others are on their way over!", Giles said.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Giles went to see who it was and Giles invited in Buffy, Willow, Xander, Jenny and Cordelia. They all said, "Good Morning" in an awkward unison that made them all look oddly at one another. I managed to crack a smile and said, "Good morning" in return. Buffy asked, "Well how is our guest doing?" I said, "Very fine, thank you again for saving my life." Buffy said, "Don't sweat it, its part of my job description!"
Meanwhile, Angel was sneaking through the sewers and catacombs. He was eavesdropping on the Order of Aurelius and the Master who was plotting to find the stone of light. As Angel attempted to draw closer to listen, he accidentally knocked over a stone which produced a clank loud enough to call attention.
Some vampires were sent to investigate the cause of the noise prompting Angel to with draw and take cover before being discovered. The Master whiffed the air and exclaimed, "I smell something, something with a soul!" He then lifted a goblet of blood that he had and drank. Meanwhile, back at Giles' house. Buffy asked me, "Did you leave anything back at the hotel were you were staying at?" I replied, "As a matter of fact, I did, a suitcase, a backpack and my toiletries!". "Cordy can you take Reyes to pick up his stuff and bring him back?" Buffy asked. "Sure do you want me to haul the luggage like a bellhop while we're at it?" Cordelia retorted sarcastically.
Buffy just gave Cordelia a stern look. Jenny said willingly, "I'll take him, are you ready Reyes?" "Sure", I replied, "ready when you are!". So I went with Jenny back to the hotel and retrieved my possessions. We made our way back to Giles' home with some lively conversation. Back at Giles', I unloaded my luggage with the assistance of Xander and Willow. Xander handled my suitcase while Willow brought in my backpack. "So what brought you to Sunnydale?" Willow asked. "I hate Florida and I'm trying to move elsewhere so I thought I'd check out Sunnydale to see if I'd like it here better!"
"Do you?" Xander asked and I replied, "I did until last night's encounter with those vamps, does that happen here often?", "All the time, that's why I'm here!" Buffy replied. "That's understandable," I answered. "You'll be safe here," Buffy assured. "I'd put you up myself except that I live with my mom and she gets the funny about boys staying over at my house." "I know", I said. The phone rang and Giles picked it up, it was Angel. All I could hear was Giles say, "I'll let everyone know" and hung up the phone.
"OK", Giles said as he adjusted his glasses, "I got news from Angel, he overheard the Master speaking of a stone of light.". "Do you mean Lucifer's crown jewel?" I asked. At that, all heads and eyes turned to look at me. "What do you know of this stone of light?" Buffy inquired. "I remember that I read a book by J.R. Church titled, "Guardians of the Grail" which revolved around the hidden secrets of the Holy Grail legend, according to the book if I remember it right spoke about the cup Jesus Christ drank from during the last supper and was later used to collect the blood that was pierced from Christ's side when it was pierced by the Spear of Longinus, now at the Habsburg Museum in Vienna, Austria.". "Well that's fine and dandy", Jenny replied, "but what does that have to do with the stone of light?"
"Getting, back to the point." I continued, "The book spoke of a legend in which during the Great Rebellion before time began and the world was created, Lucifer had a stone of light. This stone according to the legend was Lucifer's crown jewel which was struck from his crown during a battle with St Michael the Archangel which some sources believe is Jesus Christ.
"How long ago did you read this book?" Buffy asked. "Back in 1990", I replied. "From what I surmise", Giles said, "it sounds like the Master wants this stone of light to not only spy on us but to look into the past, present and future". "He's trying to altar history!" Willow said. "He wants world domination", I emphasized. "Oh great so now we have a vampire king with a crystal ball who wants to dominate the world, talk about me having a bad hair day!" Cordelia said. "Why does everything have to be about you, Cordy? We have a real issue at hand and all you can worry about is pettiness?" Xander said. "Whatever!" Cordelia said as she rolled her eyes about to express her frustration. "Well, I've got better things to do than hang around with losers!" Cordelia retorted. "Call me if I need to know anything!" Cordelia said with a condescending tone and left. After an odd silence upon Cordelia's departure, I asked, "What's up her alley?" "Don't worry!" Buffy said, "That's your typical Cordelia!". I replied, "Typical Boca witch Florida attitude, people like her are so common in Florida especially South Florida". Jenny said, "Sounds like you're used to dealing with rude people a lot in Florida".
Evening came after a few hours of chatting and relaxation. After dark, Angel and Cordelia came and a meeting was convened with dinner. Giles prepared some fine English Cuisine as befits a fine Englishman. The meal was enjoyable and I enjoyed ever morsel of it. After a few hours, we were at the Sunnydale cemetery, the place was very creepy and I sensed we were being observed. The fact that I was with Buffy and company helped stave off some of the apprehension of such an unholy place. Out of the night comes a girl who appeared to be in her late teens or early twenties sporting a black leather jacket, black tank top, black army fatigues and shiny black army boots wearing sunglasses. She had long flowing jet black hair broken only by a strand of blue dyed hair. Her complexion was marble without any notable blemishes save a Nazi SS tattoo on her left clavicle. Blood grooved. What I found awkward was the fact that she was wearing sunglasses at night and the fact that she started from a far distance and was drawing ever so closely as though she had glided through the graveyard lawn.
"Trouble", Buffy said with a tone of caution, "get ready!" everyone began to feel for a stake in their jackets. Buffy said, "Wait here!" and I said, "Be careful!" Buffy began to approach the mysterious girl as the mysterious girl kept approaching undeterred. Everyone held their breath and for a moment it felt as though even time stood still. Finally, Buffy and the mystery girl stopped just a few feet from each other as we stood several feet away ourselves.