A/N Ok, I wanted to say thanks for the positive feedback, and assure you that a particular vampire will be coming up soon. Who that is is up to moi. Oh the evilness of it all……
Disclaimer: All praise the mighty Joss.
In A Time Long Past
Chapter Three: Destiny
Buffy walked down the drab hall, a pleasant smile seemingly plastered on her features. Maybe there's a plus to this whole friendship thing…..
Not really noticing what she was doing, she simply leaned against the arch of the flat next to her. A little sigh passed through her lips, and her eyes slowly closed. This was nice. No worries here.
A feather light tap on her shoulder shook her out of her revere. Her eyes slowly opened, revealing the ocean to the world. In front of her stood a young man, perhaps the same age as she, with floppy brown hair and a beggar's smile. His muddy eyes mirrored the streets below, and his worker's clothing showed he was no bum.
This time, Buffy was the first to extend a hand. "Hello there. I'm Elizabeth Anne Summers, but please call me Buffy." She knew how very plasticine her voice sounded, how very unconvincingly fake, but she was at least making an effort.
The man smiled sweetly and said, "Hello Buffy. I am the one and only Alexander Harris. Now, see, the Fates are fating us to be together. I go by Xander."
Buffy instantly liked him. His personality caught her off-guard, but she realized that he would have to work down at the docks to be that forward with courting. It wasn't really courting, just innocent flirtation on his behalf. She didn't feel that spark though, and knew that he had been slightly wrong about the Fates. They were never going to be lovers, but friendship was a different chapter, and Buffy was learning how to turn the page.
"No! It's impossible! Think of the consequences of this new Slayer! No training! No money! No amazing beauty! She's only some girl who's never had a relationship, and no influence from the family! It's impossible! No! I refuse to train her!"
"Come now Nemhauser. You must see the aura radiating from her! She is the Chosen One, and she must face her fate soon. For the sake of us all. Please Nemhauser."
"I said no Rupert. You can either forget this silly notion or find someone else. And who in their right minds would take on a Slayer like that? You?" Lucus Nemhauser smirked at the notion of Rupert ever becoming a Watcher for anyone. The man was a flunky when it came to this profession, and he and this girl would get on wonderfully. That is, if they both weren't dead by the second day together. Yes, this would be the perfect punishment for such bold insolence. "That's it! You will have your first Slayer Rupert. Now, I suggest you scurry on down to the bookshop. Wouldn't want to miss your new client, now would you?"
Rupert Giles stood glaring defiantly as a man in an out-of-style suit in brown could glare intimidating. "I think that's a bloody brilliant idea. I'll see you when I bother to return Nemhauser." He turned to leave when Lucus's voice called out tauntingly:
"Don't forget the journals Rupie. And do have a splendid time with the twerp."
Giles stalked out of the room, abandoning a dead life and plunging into a page of history that would be book-marked in ages to come.
So, this was the first part of the third chapter. The next chapter and second part will be up soon, so stay tuned, and PLEASE give me some feedback, I need help on what you guys want to see. That is, if anyone is reading this at all…………………