Buffy watched as the mysterious stranger faded into the distance. She was overwhelmed with so many emotions when she saw him; she had still yet to move from her position on her bike. He was without a doubt the most handsome man she had ever met; he had short, dark hair spiked up in a way only he could ever pull off. He was muscular and tall, dressed fully in black, but the thing that she couldn't seem to get out of her mind is his eyes. Those deep, soulful, chocolate brown orbs that had been watching her so intensely. She had felt an enormously strong pull towards him, and when they had locked eyes it was something so unreal… like they could see into each other's souls, she had felt his emotions as though they were her own. She could have sworn she had seen his eyes briefly flash gold when he was forced to start walking again, this and the connection that she now felt with a man she didn't even know, had filled her mind with so much confusion and uncertainty that she wasn't sure of what to do.

Shaking her head, she pulled on her helmet and started to speed through the streets of the city to the building that her surrogate father, Rupert Giles, called home. Buffy had never known her birth parents; she, like most other warriors, had been taken away from them at a very young age to be trained as a warrior. Giles was the closest thing she had to a father, he had trained her all of her life and knew her better than most people did. Warriors live with their trainers until they're at least eighteen, Buffy, being just over nineteen, had moved out a few months ago.

She slowed to a stop as she reached the familiar house that she used to call home. Giles was one of the few trainers who had chosen to live outside one of the complexes, he had built his own library and gym inside the building to accommodate Buffy's training and although the gym was similar to the ones in the complexes, the library he had built was enormous. Entering the large building, she looked around for the 'stuffy British man' shrugging, she decided on a different approach.

"GILES!" she yelled

A few moments later, an English voice rang out and a familiar man came into view.

"Buffy would you please stop yelling like that! It's extremely unnecessary, I was in the library, all you had to was look."

Buffy smiled,

"Could-a, would-a, should-a, didn't."

Giles sighed and walked back into the library.

"I do hope that you have something productive to share given how urgent your holler sounded."

Buffy followed him and jumped up on his desk.

"Nope, not really. Patrol was as usual, a newbie vamp, no biggie though. Almost got caught by Gunn again, luckily he's hopeless when it comes to the puppy-dog eyes."

"Yes well, I have yet to meet anyone who is immune to your 'puppy-eyes' as you call them."

"Just part of my irresistible charm." With that her thoughts turned back to the stranger from before, her mind once again becoming perplexed.

"Buffy, are you alright?"

"What?" Buffy said, breaking from her thoughts. "Oh, ya I'm fine. Giles, is there anyone new coming into town?"

"Yes as a matter of fact. There was an announcement issued by the council yesterday, they've let a vampire into the compound. They assure us that he's peaceful however it's somewhat difficult to imagine a peaceful vampire."

"What? A vampire? They let a vampire into the compound and no one even thought to tell me? You could have warned me you know, I should be on my guard all warrior like! I need to know these things Giles! It was important!" Buffy groaned and slumped into a nearby chair, the guy's eyes did glow gold and now she knew why.

"Buffy I am sorry I didn't tell you but I assumed you knew. But why are you so concerned, you've never bothered much with what goes on in the colony. Did something happen tonight?"

Buffy sighed, knowing that it was pointless to try to lie.

"I saw the guy on my way back. Gunn and his men were taking him somewhere; I didn't even notice him until they started to go. He was staring at me, I looked at him and it was like…"

"Like what Buffy?"

"I can't describe it Giles. It was like nothing I've ever felt before. I've been around vamps before, and this one- he's different."

"I see. Well if what the council says is true and he is in fact peaceful, that may have something to do with your strange reaction to him."

"I guess. Look Giles, I'm majorly beyond tired so I think I'm just gonna head home okay?"

Giles sighed, knowing that she was avoiding the subject.

"Alright Buffy, sleep well. And remember if you need me, I'll be right here."

Buffy gave him a weak smile.

"Thanks, I'll stop by tomorrow before I head out. Tell you if anything comes up."

With that, Buffy quickly and headed out to her waiting bike. She quickly drove to the complex that she now called home. It was a large one, most of the residents were warriors like herself, but unlike most of them she had yet to be put on active duty. Giles took pity on her and allowed her to do brief patrols but technically she wasn't permitted to do so; she mostly trained and took care of small non-demon problems. After parking her bike Buffy moved through the halls and up a few flights of stairs until she reached her apartment. She had purposely selected one away from other people, not wanting to have to worry about neighbours. At least that's what she told Giles; really she was just sick of being treated like a kid, as most of the on-duty warriors considered her to be.

Sighing, she opened the door and threw her jacket on the couch. Her apartment was one of the typical designs. Most of the furniture was made from metal, and her fabrics were a gold colour with some bright red accents. She had a few photos here and there; some of Giles or her adopted sister Tara. But mostly the apartment was bare, even her bedroom was somewhat plain. It had a light orange and yellow colour scheme, but that's mostly because Tara had insisted that Buffy "needed some colour", and although Buffy had a few small knick-knacks scattered throughout the room it didn't look very lived in.

After changing into her pyjamas, Buffy laid down on her bed, picking up her stuffed pig Mr. Gordo. Giles had given it to her as a birthday gift when she was four and it had been her best friend ever since. However sometimes not even her fuzzy pink friend could cheer her up. Truthfully, Buffy wasn't always happy with her life. It revolved around Council's orders and training, she didn't have friends, she didn't get to party, but most of all no one really knew who she was. Most people who met her just saw some warrior, but she was also a woman. She loved the colour pink and ice cream and had dreams when she was little; things that she wanted to do that she'd never have the chance to. Help people, see the world, buy a nice house somewhere, fall in love.

/Fall in love…/

The thought brought her back to her earlier experience with the man she saw. It was crazy; she didn't even know him. He was a vampire and she was a warrior. Yet a big part of her really didn't care. She wanted-needed to see him again, find out his name, why he's here, hell she'd even bargain for his shoe size. Only he could give her the answers she needed, unfortunately at the moment, she wasn't even sure if she knew the questions.

Banishing those thoughts from her mind, she rolled over and eventually fell to sleep. Maybe tomorrow things would get a little bit better...

End of Chapter Three.