A.N Just experimenting a bit so tell me if you prefer this story in first person or not. If enough people tell me they prefer it in first person I'll rewrite the chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Buffy or Charmed, though there will be speech used from the shows.
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Buffy could not help but feel that the population of Sunnydale, California, were complete idiots. She was completely stunned that the people of the town had no idea of the supernatural or that anything strange was going on at all. The death rate was sky high and she couldn't understand how they accepted BBQ forks in the neck as a good explanation for most of those deaths and injuries. It was completely ridiculous as far as she was concerned.
She had been in the town for about a week and she was just about to start her first day of high school. To say she was not pleased was an understatement. She was pissed and ready to kill anyone in sight if they so much as looked at her wrong. She had been taken over the house the late Joyce Summers had originally planned to live in with her daughter, the Slayer Elizabeth 'Liz' Summers. Buffy had a lot of fun forcing her brother Cole to come to the god forsaken town to help her decorate the place. They could have used magic but they wanted some bonding time before they really got totally involved in their missions. While they were demons they were still half human at least so they were a bit sentimental, to each other anyway.
The down stairs was decorated in neutral colours, mainly to be used for show if any mortals came round. Buffy claimed the master bedroom and decorated it in a mixture of red, black and dark polished wood. A four poster bed dominated the room with its blood red sheets; a few chester drawers littered the room and a full length mirror. The second bedroom was donned as a spare bedroom or more likely Cole's room in case he dropped by and in case of emergencies for him. It was made a bit lighter with blue walls and a black border so it was similar to that of his room in the apartment he had in San Francisco. The last room was about the size of a small study. That was turned into an altar and weapon room. It had black walls with shelves and displays on them holding an array of weapons and potions. There was even a book shelf which held volumes and manuscripts on demons and magic. The door itself was magically warded so that no one could get in who didn't share the same blood as Buffy or unless someone of her blood let them in. The basement of the house was turned into a training room. Mats covered the floor and wall had full length mirror panels on it with targets scattered on the other walls. All in all, the entire house was set up perfectly for Buffy to keep training and to pretend to be human.
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Being forced, thanks to having to fit in with the normal humans, did not make Buffy happy. During an introductory talk with the principle she was sorely tempted to either cut his tongue out or sleep. The day had got even more annoying with some girl bumping into her making her drop her things and some snivelling boy trying to talk to her. Once she managed to get everything back into her bag she walked off pretending she didn't hear the boy calling after her. A girl called Cordelia let her read her textbook in the history class then proceeded to give her a popularity quiz to see if she was cool enough to hang out with her. Buffy was thankful that she always kept up with pop culture otherwise she would have had no idea what the girl was talking about. Though it was sort of fun for Buffy to listen to Cordelia make fun of a redhead called Willow. When Cordelia told the half demon, on the way to the library, how Willow was probably one of the smartest people in the school and great with computers, Buffy came up with a plan. She thought it might be a good idea having useful 'friends'.
The library looked empty when Buffy stepped in it. Cordelia, much to Buffy's relief, didn't follow her in.
"Hello," she called out. "Is anybody here?" she went up to the checkout counter and couldn't help but notice a newspaper with an article about a missing boy circled. A man wearing a tweed suit and glasses came up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. The demon hybrid swirled around and was about to take out her athame that was strapped to her side but stopped when she saw it was a human. She exhaled, putting on a dumb blonde. "Anybody's here!"
"Can I help you?" the old man asked.
"I was looking for some, well, books. I'm new." She explained.
"Miss Summers?" he queried. A look of joy appearing on his face. The old man was called Rupert Giles and he was a watcher. He had been waiting for 'Miss Summers' ever since he had been assigned the hell mouth to be her watcher. Little did he know that he would never meet the real Elizabeth Summers.
"Good call! Guess I'm the only new kid, Huh?" She joked. She was not in the mood to deal with the man but she was playing nice like the Triad had told her to, though not in those words. Mr Giles rushed behind the counter.
"I'm Mr. Giles. The librarian. I was told you were coming," he said.
"Great! So, um, I'm gonna need 'Perspectives on 20th Century..." Buffy started but Giles interrupted her-
"I know what you're after," with a grin he pulled out a large old book with the word 'VAMPYR' on the front in gold leaf. Buffy looked the man up and down.
"Lets see. English, wears tweed and is giving out books on vampires. You must be a watcher," she responded with contempt. Buffy had never liked the Watchers Council. She may be a demon but even she found it ridiculous and cruel to send a young girl out to kill demons by herself, without any friends or family. "I'm out of here." Buffy said walking out. She was not going to listen to a watcher tell her what to do. She might listen to him later, when she was in a better mood.
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In the girls locker rooms two girls were gossiping, mostly about Buffy. One of them opened a locker and the body of a man fell out. Both the girls screamed as loud as they could, not even noticing the two little holes in his neck from where the vampire known as Darla who had drank from him the night before.
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In the quad at the school Willow, the redhead who Cordelia had made fun of earlier, was sitting on a bench. Buffy came up to her and introduced herself. She tried to be friendly to her but Willow doubted her sincerity at first since she was hanging out with Cordelia. She did have every right to doubt the demon since the only reason she was being so nice was because Buffy wanted to gain her trust so that she had someone with the knowledge of computers at her disposal, just in case of emergencies. It was always useful to know useful people after all. They talked to each other till Willow's friends Xander and Jesse arrived. Xander was the boy who helped Buffy pick up her stuff earlier and also, which Buffy didn't know, crashed while on his skateboard at the begging of school when he first saw Buffy. Buffy played nice with them even though she wanted to rip their throats out, especially Xander's, but she thought that Willow wouldn't really trust her if she did that.
"Well, you know we wanted to welcome ya, make ya feel at home unless you have a scary home..." Jesse said.
"And return this," Xander cut in, holding up a stake. Buffy stared at worriedly. How the hell am I meant to explain that, she thought, cursing internally. "The only thing I can think is that you're building a really little fence." He handed it to her which she hastily out back into her bag.
"Hah, no, um, actually it was for self-defence. Everyone has them in L.A. Pepper spray is just so passé," she quickly excused. It was a partial truth; it was really used for self defence. Every good liar would tell you that using as much truth as possible makes anything a more believable lie. They all seemed to accept her answer and continued to talk to her. Another person barged into their conversation, this time Cordelia. It was clear that Jesse had a crush on the so called Queen B of the school to which she showed disdain to. She mentioned something about gym being cancelled because of a dead body found in a locker.
"A dead guy? In a locker?" Buffy asked disbelievingly. She thought demons were smarter than that. Even if the residents of the town did seem to be blind to anything supernatural that didn't mean the vampires or any other creature should be lazy in hiding their messes. Magic isn't supposed to be revealed to the general populous. That was something both good and evil agreed on.
"Yeah, stuffed in Aura's locker," Cordelia told the fake Slayer like she couldn't understand how anyone could doubt her. Buffy thought that she should check it out to see what idiot would be stupid enough to leave a body in a school locker room so quickly excused herself.
Buffy walked up to the locker room and tried the door. Seeing it was locked she looked around to make sure no one could see her and shimmered into the room. She appeared in front of a man shaped lump covered in a blanket. The hybrid drew back the fabric to see a marble body. On its neck, clearly visible for all the world to see, were to holes of a vampire bite. They were too big to be that of the bat vampires, vampires that were ruled by a queen and were able to turn into bats, which left what was known as the demonic kind. They were named that because their face seemed demonic when they were in their vampire visage. Buffy couldn't help but remember that Spike was one of the demonic vampires. Even after all this time Buffy had a deep obsession with William the Bloody and made sure she heard all the news about him though she hadn't seen him since he killed his first slayer in the Boxer Rebellion. She even thought that she might love him which is why she had yet to actually sleep with anyone, though that didn't stop her from doing other things.
Buffy stormed back to the library, angry at the stupid vampire that left their food uncleaned up, hoping to get any information from the librarian on any major vampires in the town. Pushing the doors opening and going back to her idiot persona she called out-
"Okay, what's the stitch?"
"Sorry?" Giles' voice asked coming out from behind the stacks.
"You heard about the dead guy right? The dead gut in the locker?" she carried on. To which he answered affirmative. She all but threw her bag onto the table and walked to the stairs. "Cause it's the weirdest thing. He's got two little holes in his neck and all his blood's been drained. Isn't that bizarre? Aren't you just going, ooo?"
"I was afraid of this," the watcher replied simply. Buffy rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"You think you could have told me that," she retorted letting her actual personality show through. "What idiot vampire would kill on campus?"
"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the vampires of this town," Giles answered. Buffy felt like strangling him at his lack of usefulness. "Will he rise?"
"Who?" Buffy questioned.
"The boy." Buffy rolled her eyes at that. Do the watchers know anything, she thought.
"No. He's just dead." she responded, thinking 'duh'.
"Can you be sure?" he said back. Buffy narrowed her eyes. She didn't like people questioning her like she wasn't smart enough to know things for sure.
"To make a vampire they have to suck your blood, and then you have to suck their blood. It's like a whole big sucking thing. Mostly, they're just gonna kill you." Buffy informed him, starting to walk away. She didn't think she could keep pretending she didn't want to kill the stupid human.
"You really have no idea what's going on, do you? You think it's a coincidence your being here? That boy was just the begging." Giles shouted after. Buffy picked up her bag and turned back round to face him.
"One: I don't believe in coincidences." She told him, letting her anger show. "Two: I think I know more about this place then you give me credit for and three: Leave me alone!" she continued her walk out of the room. The Librarian followed her out intending to force her to listen but she just carried on walking not even giving him a second glance.
Once both the watcher and the fake slayer were out the room, Xander came out from behind the stacks. He had come in to try and get some books which Giles was helping him with when Buffy came in. Giles had forgotten all about him when talking to the girl so the brunette heard everything. He was sorely confused at what the two had said but sneaked out before Giles came back. He needed to get to the bottom of it.
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Buffy was on her way to the Bronze, a club that Cordelia had mentioned to her, when she felt someone following her. She purposely walked herself into an alley to trap the stalker then shimmered away for second to get them to enter it. She shimmered behind a burly figure wearing, what looked like from behind, a black suit. Since he hadn't noticed her behind him she kicked him in the back to get his attention. He fell to the floor but quickly got up.
"Is there a problem, ma'am?" he asked. Buffy defiantly recognised him. He was a vampire, a ruthless one at that. The almighty Angelus though Buffy knew full well that he had his soul restored and went by Angel now. Not that she was going to tell him that. The first and one of nearly the only times Buffy had seen the ex leader of the Scourge of Europe, was when she was nine. This also happened to be the first time she saw Spike as well.
"Yeah, there's a problem. Why are you following me?" Buffy retorted, not at all happy to see him. That time when she was nine he threatened to kill her. She could tell he was about to answer and added- "I already know you're a vampire." A scowl crossed his face.
"People seem to think you're the Slayer and I was trying to find out why since I know you aren't." Was his answer. Buffy was not happy that he knew but she didn't reveal that she was a demon or that she knew who he was.
"I'm taking over for Lizzie. She wanted a normal life so we decided that my witch powers could be used like her Slayer ones. How do you know?" Buffy made sure to use the girl's nickname to make it a bit more believable but even she thought she was pushing what was believable.
"I, um, followed her for a bit after she was called." Angel answered and the fake slayer couldn't believe that he believed her lie.
"Ok, stalker, who are you?" Buffy asked pretending she didn't know.
"A friend," he responded then walked away. Buffy snorted at the idea that Angel, a disgrace to the vampire world, thought she wanted him as a friend. Laughing the half demon entered the club. She walked up to the bar and took a seat next to Willow who was sitting there. They talked for a bit till Buffy noticed a familiar old man standing on the upper level of the club. She excused herself and made her way up the stairs to him. Giles was leaning against the railing watching the writhing bodies below. Buffy came up beside him.
"So, you like to party with the students. Isn't that kinda skanky?" she quipped. To her the watcher looked completely out of place on the club full of dancing young people.
"Oh, right, this is me having fun. Watching... clown hair prance
about is hardly my idea of a party. I'd much rather be at home with a
cup of Bovril and a good book," Giles retorted. He was not happy to be here but he had a job to do.
"You need a personality, stat!" Buffy mocked. She did not appreciate being stalked by anyone let alone to old men, though the first didn't look that old even if he was older.
"This is a perfect breeding ground for vampire activity." He told her like she didn't already know, indicating to the bodies below. "It's dark, it's crowded... Besides, I knew you were likely to show up, and I have to make you understand."
"I understand about being the Slayer it's just I'm not going to let it rule my life." Buffy informed him. It was a partial lie. She did know about Slayers. Shi figured that Giles would have got the watcher diaries about her that Merrick kept in Lizzie so would expect her to want to have a normal life, like she ever could. Buffy looked around at the dance floor wishing she could be part of them. One of the few things she loved doing, apart from fighting, was dancing. For some strange reason she loved figure ice skating the most though she did learn ballet for a while before she had to go back to being a proper demon. She narrowed her eyes when she saw Willow talking to a vampire.
"What's wrong?" Giles asked noticing her look. She pointed to where Willow was. Buffy was not going to let her be a happy meal for some vamp; she needed her, or potentially needed her.
"Isn't that..." the watcher started, surprised that the young woman who had seemed so shy and smart was all but flirting with a male, a vampire male at that.
"Willow," Buffy finished for him.
"What's she doing?" he questioned, unsure of what to do.
"Seizing the moment!" she answered then started to and rescue the redhead. The vampire lead Willow away and Buffy tried her best to follow but she lost them so tried the back rooms. She broke a leg off a chair as a makeshift stake then seeing movement by the restroom she took the figure by the trout and pushing it against the wall. Seeing it was just the annoying girl, Cordelia she quickly let her go.
"God! What is your childhood trauma?" Cordelia exclaimed and her entourage appeared out of the same door she just came out of.
"Have you guys seen Willow? Did she come by here?" Buffy asked, completely ignoring the girl.
"Why? Do you need to attack her? Jeez!" the Queen B shouted. Buffy didn't respond just turned and continued her search for the computer genius. She ran into Giles who wasn't happy at her lack of a kill but she told him that she would deal with it. She ran outside and bumped into Xander. She was really getting fed up with people interrupting her search but she tried to find out where the vampire would take her but the boy just replied-
"Why? Oh, hey, I hope he's not a vampire, because then you might have to slay him." That made Buffy freeze but she quickly recovered.
"Was there a... a school bulletin? Was it I-in the newspaper? Is there anyone in this town who doesn't know I'm the Slayer?" he didn't need to know that she wasn't really the Slayer.
"No. I only know that you *think* that you're the Slayer and the reason why I know that..." Xander said. Buffy rolled her eyes at his stupidity and interrupted-
"Well, whatever, it doesn't matter, just tell me, where would Willow go?" the boy suddenly looked scared all of a sudden
"You're serious!" cried Xander. He was staring to believe the whole vampire theory finally and was all of a sudden worried for his best friend.
"We don't find her and there's gonna be one more dead body in the morning!" Buffy informed him completely serious.
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Buffy finally managed to track them. It would have been done quicker if she had been able to go into her demon form but with Xander following her she couldn't. They were in a mausoleum. Jesse was there and so was another vampire, one that Buffy recognized from when she was a child. Darla.
"Well, this is nice. I-it's a little bare, but a dash of paint, a few throw pillows... call it home!" Buffy wisecracked walking in and to behind the coffin so the vampires would focus on her to give the mortals a chance to run.
"Buffy, we bail now, right?" Xander called out. You could hear the fear in his voice.
"Not yet!" the vampire, named Thomas, who lead Willow said. The vamps started to close in on her. Buffy turned to Darla.
"Now, we can do this the hard way or... well, actually there's just the hard way." She told the vampire. I her mind she was coming up with plan. It was a known fact amongst the demons and vampires that the Master was trapped underneath Sunnydale and that Darla was his most beloved childe. Buffy thought it might be useful to be in the Master's good books. He couldn't rule the Hellmouth while trapped but he did have some control on a good amount of the vampire population.
"That's fine with me!" Darla smirked out.
"Are you sure? Now, this in not gonna be pretty. We're talking violence, strong language, adult content..." Buffy informed her trying to keep up appearances with the humans. Thomas roared and tied to attack her from behind but Buffy simply pulled out her makeshift stake from earlier and staked him without looking. Darla was stunned at this. She knew that Buffy wasn't a Slayer, she could tell that from her blood. She smelled human to the older vampires so she shouldn't have been able to do that. "See what happens when you roughhouse?"
"He was young and stupid!" Darla theorized, thinking of the only thing she could to explain how someone who she thought was a human managed to do what she did. Seeing the perfect opportunity told Xander to run which the idiot boy obeyed. Helping Willow hold Jesse up, Xander and the other mortals left running to their homes undisturbed. Once they were gone Buffy brought forth an energy ball in her hand to stop Darla from attacking and used a similar line to that that she used on the actual Slayer.
"Now, I have a proposition for you,"
