Author's Note: For any of you who have seen the seventh season, I decided to bring Chloe back because she was my favorite Potential Slayer.
Chapter 7
"Angel? You mean that vamp with a soul I've read so much about?" Kyla asked. Angel nodded.
"I help Slayers." He told her.
"Yeah, I know. Thanks for dropping by, Angel, but I don't want your help. Now clear out before I stake you." Kyla turned away, but she heard nothing but her own footsteps, and not his. He wasn't leaving. Spinning rapidly, Kyla sprinted full pelt at him, and just as he raised his arms to block his face, she bent low, tripping him and leaping on top of his chest. He caught her arm just as she was about to plunge it into his heart. She punched him with her free hand, and then his face vamped out. His brow was ridged deeply, and his eyes faded away to yellow. His top teeth had been biting his lip with the effort of keeping her from staking him, but now his fangs sank right into his lip. Blood streamed from his mouth as he tried to wrench his teeth out, but his mouth was jammed shut.
Kyla couldn't help it. She laughed. It was just so comical to see this vampire who was supposed to be so powerful and scary make such a fool out of himself. "Hell, Angel! How did you manage to do that?" she called to him over her laughs. She had rolled off him and he sat up, his hands to his mouth, slowly prying his teeth out of his own flesh.
"Look." He mumbled, pulling his teeth away. "I'm not here to fight. I need to take you somewhere. To the place that all Potentials should go."
"Oh?" Kyla asked, raising and eyebrow. "And where's that?"
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"Bloody Hell!" Trav exclaimed, looking down at it. "There's no way I'm going in there."
"Then don't." Angel said. "Go back to England. Kyla won't need you here. Anyway, she has to go alone. The sun's coming up." And he ran. Kyla turned to Trav. He stared at the place that she would be going.
"It's okay." Kyla said. "I can do this by myself." And she began to scramble down the slope and into the big crater where Sunnydale had once been.
There was only once building standing and it looked as though it had been built after the down exploded. It was at least ten stories high, and it was glossy black and silver. Kyla walked over the rubble to the front doors and knocked. They swung open after a second, to reveal a short girl with short reddish-brown hair. She wore a green Winnie The Pooh t-shirt and blue jeans with a studded belt.
"You a Potential?" she asked to Kyla. Kyla nodded. "I'm Chloe. Come on in." She opened the door wider and Kyla stepped into the hallway. To her right was a big steel door, and to the left was a long hallway with rooms, like a hotel. In front of her was another door that said 'Kitchen' on it and beside that door was another, but it was blank.
"Ummm, Chloe?"
"Yeah?"
"Where exactly am I?"
"What? You don't know?" Chloe asked. Kyla shook her head. "Well. You're at the Potential training house. We train Potentials. I was trained here after Buffy Summers died. But now I'm a Slayer, so I get to train you. You see, Buffy died the first time, a girl called Kendra was called. Then she died, and Faith was called. Faith runs this place. Then Buffy died a second time, and a third Slayer was called. Only we don't know where she is. Then Buffy died for the final time, five years ago, and I was called. Oh, and there was the time when her witch friend Willow gave everyone Slayer powers. But those faded a way once Willow died. Anyway, now it's me and Faith, and the third Slayer that we're trying to find. Everyone else is Potentials. Oh, except for Dawn, who works in the library and does magic for us when we need it. And Andrew. He's the chef, His funnel cakes are to die for."
"Funnel cakes?"
"Yeah." Chloe smiled and hooked her thumbs through the back pockets of her jeans. She pointed down the hall to all the rooms. "We got ten floors. Ten rooms on each floor. Two beds in each room. This room here-"she pointed to the one next to the kitchen. "That's Faith's room. Room 1, just down the hall here, is for the other two Slayers. Me and that third girl who we can't find. Since she's not here, the next most likely to be called is with me. That's Kennedy. She's pretty nice, but her girlfriend, Willow, who was the witch who gave us all superpowers for a while, just died last year. Kennedy's still grieving, so be gentle with her. Room 2 is the next two most likely to be called. Rona and Vi. Then after that is the next two. See where I'm getting here? Newbies go up to the top floor. Well, not quite. We've only got about sixty girls, so we've only filled up to Floor 3. You'll be in room 31. I don't think anyone else is in there, though."
"Oh, I guess it'll be nice to have my own room." Kyla said. Just then, a tall woman with long dark hair came out of the room that Chloe had said was Faith's.
"Hi." She said to Kyla. "You new?"
"Yeah. I'm Kyla. Chloe was just showing me around. I've never even heard of this place before, so she had to explain some stuff." Faith looked confused.
"If you've never heard of us, then how did you get here?"
"A vamp called Angel showed me." Faith looked even more confused.
"Angel?"
"Yeah, do you know him?" Kyla asked.
"Yes. He used to work with us."
"Used to?"
"Yeah. You see, Kyla, the thing is: Angel's dead."
Author's Note: One of the main reasons I'm writing this is to know what people think of my work. So please, please tell me what you think. Please review! I know I can't force anyone, so I'll just say: please, I really want to know if people enjoy this story.
