Title : New Beginnings
Author : Tobias Spiegler
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: The Scoobies return from their holiday, but they soon will notice that trouble is rising.
Author's notes: Okay a few things first. This part was beta read once, but I added a few things afterwards. So I don't know if everything is correct.
Next thing. I'm really in need of beta readers. Yes, plural. I currently have thirteen uncorrected story parts on my harddrive and I want them corrected ASAP. And this request is not directed to everyone who can do that for. I need people who actually have time to do it. Everyone I asked for it had no time or simply didn't answer my mails. So, everyone who can correct, let's say three parts, in a short time can mail me. And for those I mentioned: I'm not angry. I can understand if someone has no time. But please also understand me.
Final thing. So, I decided to finally post the next part of the Late Night series. But I have to warn you. If everything goes according as planned the first two stories of my 4th season are going to be a little slow. Maybe you think otherwise, but in comparrison for what I've planned for the rest of the stories, the first two look really pale. You'll see! ;-)
So, that was it. Enjoy the story.
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Corey Jones was running for his live. But in his case you could rather speak of unlife. The night had started not that bad. He and his two friends had been walking through one of Sunnydale's many graveyards, searching for a little snack.
They were chatting about nothing important when Lenny's head exploded and covered them in a shower of brain and skull. It took only a second for the vampire's body to turn into dust. They had quickly scanned their surroundings, searching for the source of the sudden attack.
But before they were able to a small red dot appeared on Charlie's head and a second later his head was no longer attached to his body, leaving nothing but dust of the vampire.
Corey didn't knew what happened, but standing at the same spot didn't look like a good choice at the moment. So he ran.
He could have spared himself the effort. From his position his predator could see every move of the vampire. That the undead still existed was due to the fact that the shooter just toyed with him.
He watched as the vamp ran away from the remains of his friends. But the undead never stood a chance. A second later the same red dot appeared on the back of his head. And another second later his head was ripped apart. His momentum carried his body a few feet along until it hit the ground and burst into dust.
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Xander watched through the scope of his sniper rifle as the body of the last vampire burst into dust. He scanned the surrounding area, to look if someone maybe had spotted the little show.
Satisfied that he attracted no attention, he ejected the spent cartridge and reloaded a new one.
From his position on the opposite side of the street he could observe the whole area of Restfield cemetery.
He placed the rifle beside him on the mat he was lying on. He took his binoculars, and searched the graveyard for more targets.
Using a sniper rifle to clean out the cemetaries had nothing to do with the fact that he had to guard the hellmouth with almost no assistance. The only reason for this little session was, that he needed the exercise.
The memories from Halloween provided him with a lot of useful talents. Sniping was also one of them. But in the past he never really had the opportunity to use this skill, so his abilities in this sector were a bit rusty.
Since he was all alone on the hellmouth, he decided to train his sharpshooter skills once a week. Kyle had provided him with various sniper rifles that all had to be tested. But finally he settled down with the G22, the German version of the AWP sniper rifle. The .300 Winchester weapon also came with a pretty effective silencer, a bonus that had to be appreciated. But what really turned the rifle into a vamp killer were the special explosive rounds. He had also bought a few boxes for his other guns, but the bullets were both expensive and very hard to find on the market, so he decided to spare them for the really hard cases.
But his sharpshooter skills were not the only thing he had trained during the summer. Giles introduced him into the fine art of sword fighting, a skill his soldier memories lacked. The only skills that could come near were his abilities with the knife, but a sword was a totally different manner.
But he was a quick learner, at the end of the summer his skills with the sword rivalled Giles'. He still thought that it was better to use a gun, but like the Mayor said: There were things out there you can't kill with a bullet. He hadn't encountered one till now, but it was always best to be prepared. And the black katana was the most effective slash and hack tool he had encountered till now.
Even Giles had to admit it. In one of their training sessions, he insisted that they used real swords. Xander had shrugged and drawn the katana. Giles had moved into a defensive stance. Xander had simply slashed at the Watcher's broadsword, Giles trying to parry the strike. The blade of the black sword however cut right through Giles' sword, leaving him only with the handle and half of his blade. Xander wished that he had a camera with him to record the puzzled look on the Watcher's face.
After the initial confusion Xander told him what it was about with the black sword. Giles was very interested to research the history of the sword and Xander gave him all the information he had received from the Mayor.
Giles finally found out that the blade once belonged to a samurai clan in Japan, which was known for hunting demons. One of their their most respected warriors defeated a dragon and used its blood to forge this powerful sword. The sword stayed in the clan till they were destroyed by a demon army. The entire clan was wiped out and the sword was said to be lost.
It was rumored that the demons took the sword as a trophy. Somehow the Mayor was able to get his hands on the blade and now it rested in Xander's hands. It felt strange, but somehow he felt honored to continue the work of the Japanese and use the sword for its original purpose. Killing demons.
Another important thing he had to do was to build up his base of operations. With the Mayor's money this wasn't a hard task, and he really needed a place for all the weapons to store. The garage he had rented was filled to the ceiling, with guns, equipment, ammunition and other stuff. And he needed the place for his growing number of vehicles.
Yesterday he was finally finished with the warehouse he had bought. Just ready for Buffy and the rest of the Scoobies to come back from their three months holiday on the Bahamas.
Joyce had returned after only one month, she had a gallery to run after all. But the others stayed the rest of the summer.
Tomorrow they would come back, just in time to attend college. But the end of the summer also meant that the vampire activity in town would soon rise.
While these thoughts went through his brain Xander scanned the graveyard. He was just ready to call it a night when he spotted a group of six vampires coming through the west entrance. He wanted to grab his sniper rifle when he spotted another group coming through the north entrance. But this group didn't look like vampires.
They were dressed in army fatigues and were carrying strange looking rifles. Xander watched as both groups continued their way and were bound to meet in the middle of the cemetery.
Xander took the G22 and aimed it at the vampire group. But a voice in the back of his head told him to wait and see what the other group was about. So he waited and watched as the two groups met and the battle begun. The suspected soldiers fired their rifles at the vamps, blue sparks of electricity coming from their muzzles. Their combined fire brought two vampires down. But the vampires didn't wait for their guns to recharge and stormed into the six man team of soldiers.
Xander could see that the soldiers didn't really know what they were facing. Cursing under his breath he aimed his rifle at the one of the vampires.
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Riley Finn and his men really were in a bad situation. They had knocked down two of the hostiles but the rest of them were slowly overpowering them. Anderson laid on the ground, his arm twisted in an odd angle. And the rest of his men had trouble keeping up with their enemies.
But before he could dwell into this thought the head of the vampire that stood over Anderson exploded. He looked with amazement as the body of the vampire fell to the ground and exploded into dust.
Riley looked around and tried to find the source of the shot, but decided that it could wait. Whoever took out that vamp was on their side.
His rifle beeped, signalling that the recharging phase of the energy cell was completed. He quickly aimed the rifle at the vampire Graham was struggling with. But the two stood too close to another, the blast would hit them both.
Luckily in this case the vampire was winning and pushed Graham a few feet away. Not waiting for another chance he fired and hit the vamp with the energy blast, knocking him unconscious. He wanted to shift his aim to another target when the head of another vampire exploded covering the Initiative soldier he was struggling with with his brain.
Riley and Graham teamed up to charge the last of the vampires and were able to drag him away from Forest. The black skinned soldier was lucky. One second longer and the vamp would have bitten him in the neck. The vamp however was able to get free from the grip of the two soldiers. He pushed Graham away and punched Riley in the face. Both commandos fell to the ground.
But before anyone could react the head of the last vampire was ripped from his shoulders. The headless body fell to his knees before he vanished into dust.
It took Riley a few seconds to come out of his daze. "Is everyone okay?" Riley finally shouted and looked around for his comrades.
"I'm okay," Graham replied.
"Forrest?" the leader asked.
"I'm fine boss," the soldier told him from his position beside Anderson. "But Anderson here needs a medic. His arm looks pretty bad."
After he checked on the remaining members of his team he took the radio from his pocket.
"HQ, this is patrol Alpha," he spoke into the speaker.
"This is HQ patrol Alpha," came the reply. "What's your status?"
"We have captured three hostiles. We have also taken out three more," Riley reported.
"Roger patrol Alpha. We'll send a unit to your location. Any casualties?" the radioman asked.
"No casualties. But they broke the arm of one of my soldiers. We need a medic here."
"Roger patrol Alpha. Medic is underway," the soldier told him. "And by the way. Good job."
"Thanks. Patrol Alpha out," Riley said and deactivated the radio.
"Riley, what happened here? Who blew those vamp's heads off?" Forrest asked him.
"I don't know Forrest," Riley admitted. "But whoever he is, he saved our asses."
The soldiers nodded in agreement. "He's good," Graham stated. "Simms was struggling with the vamp and despite that he was able to shoot him in the head. Without hitting Simms I may add."
"Yeah. And he seems to know what's going on in this City," Riley exclaimed. A few minutes later the first of the Initiatives Humvee's arrived.
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After the last vampire was dead Xander decided that enough was enough, so he started to pack his things up. He waited a few more minutes and watched as the soldiers cleared the area, watching the whole show through his binoculars. When he left the building Xander finally had time to go through what happened only minutes ago.
He didn't know if the arrival of these soldiers was a good or very bad thing, but he was willing to find out. Gathering information could be difficult. He wasn't as good with the computer as Willow, so he had to wait until the red haired witch returned. And he doubted that Giles had something about the soldiers in his books.
Finally he reached the ground floor and left the building. He quickly stepped into his SUV and drove in the direction of his apartment.
Author : Tobias Spiegler
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: The Scoobies return from their holiday, but they soon will notice that trouble is rising.
Author's notes: Okay a few things first. This part was beta read once, but I added a few things afterwards. So I don't know if everything is correct.
Next thing. I'm really in need of beta readers. Yes, plural. I currently have thirteen uncorrected story parts on my harddrive and I want them corrected ASAP. And this request is not directed to everyone who can do that for. I need people who actually have time to do it. Everyone I asked for it had no time or simply didn't answer my mails. So, everyone who can correct, let's say three parts, in a short time can mail me. And for those I mentioned: I'm not angry. I can understand if someone has no time. But please also understand me.
Final thing. So, I decided to finally post the next part of the Late Night series. But I have to warn you. If everything goes according as planned the first two stories of my 4th season are going to be a little slow. Maybe you think otherwise, but in comparrison for what I've planned for the rest of the stories, the first two look really pale. You'll see! ;-)
So, that was it. Enjoy the story.
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Corey Jones was running for his live. But in his case you could rather speak of unlife. The night had started not that bad. He and his two friends had been walking through one of Sunnydale's many graveyards, searching for a little snack.
They were chatting about nothing important when Lenny's head exploded and covered them in a shower of brain and skull. It took only a second for the vampire's body to turn into dust. They had quickly scanned their surroundings, searching for the source of the sudden attack.
But before they were able to a small red dot appeared on Charlie's head and a second later his head was no longer attached to his body, leaving nothing but dust of the vampire.
Corey didn't knew what happened, but standing at the same spot didn't look like a good choice at the moment. So he ran.
He could have spared himself the effort. From his position his predator could see every move of the vampire. That the undead still existed was due to the fact that the shooter just toyed with him.
He watched as the vamp ran away from the remains of his friends. But the undead never stood a chance. A second later the same red dot appeared on the back of his head. And another second later his head was ripped apart. His momentum carried his body a few feet along until it hit the ground and burst into dust.
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Xander watched through the scope of his sniper rifle as the body of the last vampire burst into dust. He scanned the surrounding area, to look if someone maybe had spotted the little show.
Satisfied that he attracted no attention, he ejected the spent cartridge and reloaded a new one.
From his position on the opposite side of the street he could observe the whole area of Restfield cemetery.
He placed the rifle beside him on the mat he was lying on. He took his binoculars, and searched the graveyard for more targets.
Using a sniper rifle to clean out the cemetaries had nothing to do with the fact that he had to guard the hellmouth with almost no assistance. The only reason for this little session was, that he needed the exercise.
The memories from Halloween provided him with a lot of useful talents. Sniping was also one of them. But in the past he never really had the opportunity to use this skill, so his abilities in this sector were a bit rusty.
Since he was all alone on the hellmouth, he decided to train his sharpshooter skills once a week. Kyle had provided him with various sniper rifles that all had to be tested. But finally he settled down with the G22, the German version of the AWP sniper rifle. The .300 Winchester weapon also came with a pretty effective silencer, a bonus that had to be appreciated. But what really turned the rifle into a vamp killer were the special explosive rounds. He had also bought a few boxes for his other guns, but the bullets were both expensive and very hard to find on the market, so he decided to spare them for the really hard cases.
But his sharpshooter skills were not the only thing he had trained during the summer. Giles introduced him into the fine art of sword fighting, a skill his soldier memories lacked. The only skills that could come near were his abilities with the knife, but a sword was a totally different manner.
But he was a quick learner, at the end of the summer his skills with the sword rivalled Giles'. He still thought that it was better to use a gun, but like the Mayor said: There were things out there you can't kill with a bullet. He hadn't encountered one till now, but it was always best to be prepared. And the black katana was the most effective slash and hack tool he had encountered till now.
Even Giles had to admit it. In one of their training sessions, he insisted that they used real swords. Xander had shrugged and drawn the katana. Giles had moved into a defensive stance. Xander had simply slashed at the Watcher's broadsword, Giles trying to parry the strike. The blade of the black sword however cut right through Giles' sword, leaving him only with the handle and half of his blade. Xander wished that he had a camera with him to record the puzzled look on the Watcher's face.
After the initial confusion Xander told him what it was about with the black sword. Giles was very interested to research the history of the sword and Xander gave him all the information he had received from the Mayor.
Giles finally found out that the blade once belonged to a samurai clan in Japan, which was known for hunting demons. One of their their most respected warriors defeated a dragon and used its blood to forge this powerful sword. The sword stayed in the clan till they were destroyed by a demon army. The entire clan was wiped out and the sword was said to be lost.
It was rumored that the demons took the sword as a trophy. Somehow the Mayor was able to get his hands on the blade and now it rested in Xander's hands. It felt strange, but somehow he felt honored to continue the work of the Japanese and use the sword for its original purpose. Killing demons.
Another important thing he had to do was to build up his base of operations. With the Mayor's money this wasn't a hard task, and he really needed a place for all the weapons to store. The garage he had rented was filled to the ceiling, with guns, equipment, ammunition and other stuff. And he needed the place for his growing number of vehicles.
Yesterday he was finally finished with the warehouse he had bought. Just ready for Buffy and the rest of the Scoobies to come back from their three months holiday on the Bahamas.
Joyce had returned after only one month, she had a gallery to run after all. But the others stayed the rest of the summer.
Tomorrow they would come back, just in time to attend college. But the end of the summer also meant that the vampire activity in town would soon rise.
While these thoughts went through his brain Xander scanned the graveyard. He was just ready to call it a night when he spotted a group of six vampires coming through the west entrance. He wanted to grab his sniper rifle when he spotted another group coming through the north entrance. But this group didn't look like vampires.
They were dressed in army fatigues and were carrying strange looking rifles. Xander watched as both groups continued their way and were bound to meet in the middle of the cemetery.
Xander took the G22 and aimed it at the vampire group. But a voice in the back of his head told him to wait and see what the other group was about. So he waited and watched as the two groups met and the battle begun. The suspected soldiers fired their rifles at the vamps, blue sparks of electricity coming from their muzzles. Their combined fire brought two vampires down. But the vampires didn't wait for their guns to recharge and stormed into the six man team of soldiers.
Xander could see that the soldiers didn't really know what they were facing. Cursing under his breath he aimed his rifle at the one of the vampires.
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Riley Finn and his men really were in a bad situation. They had knocked down two of the hostiles but the rest of them were slowly overpowering them. Anderson laid on the ground, his arm twisted in an odd angle. And the rest of his men had trouble keeping up with their enemies.
But before he could dwell into this thought the head of the vampire that stood over Anderson exploded. He looked with amazement as the body of the vampire fell to the ground and exploded into dust.
Riley looked around and tried to find the source of the shot, but decided that it could wait. Whoever took out that vamp was on their side.
His rifle beeped, signalling that the recharging phase of the energy cell was completed. He quickly aimed the rifle at the vampire Graham was struggling with. But the two stood too close to another, the blast would hit them both.
Luckily in this case the vampire was winning and pushed Graham a few feet away. Not waiting for another chance he fired and hit the vamp with the energy blast, knocking him unconscious. He wanted to shift his aim to another target when the head of another vampire exploded covering the Initiative soldier he was struggling with with his brain.
Riley and Graham teamed up to charge the last of the vampires and were able to drag him away from Forest. The black skinned soldier was lucky. One second longer and the vamp would have bitten him in the neck. The vamp however was able to get free from the grip of the two soldiers. He pushed Graham away and punched Riley in the face. Both commandos fell to the ground.
But before anyone could react the head of the last vampire was ripped from his shoulders. The headless body fell to his knees before he vanished into dust.
It took Riley a few seconds to come out of his daze. "Is everyone okay?" Riley finally shouted and looked around for his comrades.
"I'm okay," Graham replied.
"Forrest?" the leader asked.
"I'm fine boss," the soldier told him from his position beside Anderson. "But Anderson here needs a medic. His arm looks pretty bad."
After he checked on the remaining members of his team he took the radio from his pocket.
"HQ, this is patrol Alpha," he spoke into the speaker.
"This is HQ patrol Alpha," came the reply. "What's your status?"
"We have captured three hostiles. We have also taken out three more," Riley reported.
"Roger patrol Alpha. We'll send a unit to your location. Any casualties?" the radioman asked.
"No casualties. But they broke the arm of one of my soldiers. We need a medic here."
"Roger patrol Alpha. Medic is underway," the soldier told him. "And by the way. Good job."
"Thanks. Patrol Alpha out," Riley said and deactivated the radio.
"Riley, what happened here? Who blew those vamp's heads off?" Forrest asked him.
"I don't know Forrest," Riley admitted. "But whoever he is, he saved our asses."
The soldiers nodded in agreement. "He's good," Graham stated. "Simms was struggling with the vamp and despite that he was able to shoot him in the head. Without hitting Simms I may add."
"Yeah. And he seems to know what's going on in this City," Riley exclaimed. A few minutes later the first of the Initiatives Humvee's arrived.
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After the last vampire was dead Xander decided that enough was enough, so he started to pack his things up. He waited a few more minutes and watched as the soldiers cleared the area, watching the whole show through his binoculars. When he left the building Xander finally had time to go through what happened only minutes ago.
He didn't know if the arrival of these soldiers was a good or very bad thing, but he was willing to find out. Gathering information could be difficult. He wasn't as good with the computer as Willow, so he had to wait until the red haired witch returned. And he doubted that Giles had something about the soldiers in his books.
Finally he reached the ground floor and left the building. He quickly stepped into his SUV and drove in the direction of his apartment.