CHAPTER 1 - Vampires
A loud knock on the door.
Buffy glanced at it, then draped the dress over her arm as she went to answer it.
In the mirror, the dress folded itself in half and floated over to the door. The door opened by itself.
Buffy found herself looking into the dark eyes of Alexander LaVelle Harris, better known as Xander. "Hey, Buff," he greeted, and walked into the room easily, as Buffy stepped aside. "Hey Will."
Willow looked up and grinned. "Hey Xand."
"Not that we really mind, but what brings you here?" Buffy asked, as Xander threw himself onto the bed. She sat down next to him.
"Well, there's really not much to do, it being a bright sunny day in Sunnydale. And I was annoying Giles too much, I suppose. So he sent me off to find you, to prepare for the next sacrifice or something." The lanky boy shrugged, making a face.
"What? Another sacrifice?" Buffy asked in disbelief. "Didn't we just take care of one two nights ago?"
"Yeah, the Slayer on the town!" Xander grinned. Buffy grimaced.
"Do not let me hear that word again. He's getting to be too much."
Willow sensed Buffy's anger, and quickly interjected. "What sacrifice is it this time?" she asked Xander.
"Something-tee-ar-nak-or-other. Some Asian thing."
"Pontianak?" Willow asked. Xander nodded.
"Knew our little genius here would figure it out." He glanced at Buffy, who was still seething at the mention of the Slayer. He quickly turned back to Willow. "What is that, anyway?"
"An Asian breed of vampire. Very powerful, very rare. Sacrifices are performed every 4 years, and the power bestowed on a vampire who appeases it is near limitless. Impervious to sunlight. Can't be staked."
Xander raised his eyebrows and let out a low whistle. "Work cut out for us, huh?"
"Yup. I'm tired of sitting inside every day. I want to go out. Eat something." Willow grinned, her true face glimmering for a brief second as she surrendered to the bloodlust. It returned to normal, and she asked Xander, "Did Giles say when we'd perform the ritual?"
"Um.no. We're supposed to go over at dusk and he'll fill us in then."
"Why not now?" Buffy asked. Her interest had been piqued at the mention of a practically invincible vampire.
"Well, unless you're really keen on sunbathing." Xander reminded her. She slumped noticeably.
"Then how'd you get here?" she asked.
"Anya gave me a lift." He explained, referring to his demon girlfriend. "But she went shopping."
Buffy sighed again, and fell back into the bed. "There is *nothing* to do when you're a vampire," she complained.
AN: In case any of you wonder, pontianak really is a 'vampire'.but the mythology is mostly made up.
A loud knock on the door.
Buffy glanced at it, then draped the dress over her arm as she went to answer it.
In the mirror, the dress folded itself in half and floated over to the door. The door opened by itself.
Buffy found herself looking into the dark eyes of Alexander LaVelle Harris, better known as Xander. "Hey, Buff," he greeted, and walked into the room easily, as Buffy stepped aside. "Hey Will."
Willow looked up and grinned. "Hey Xand."
"Not that we really mind, but what brings you here?" Buffy asked, as Xander threw himself onto the bed. She sat down next to him.
"Well, there's really not much to do, it being a bright sunny day in Sunnydale. And I was annoying Giles too much, I suppose. So he sent me off to find you, to prepare for the next sacrifice or something." The lanky boy shrugged, making a face.
"What? Another sacrifice?" Buffy asked in disbelief. "Didn't we just take care of one two nights ago?"
"Yeah, the Slayer on the town!" Xander grinned. Buffy grimaced.
"Do not let me hear that word again. He's getting to be too much."
Willow sensed Buffy's anger, and quickly interjected. "What sacrifice is it this time?" she asked Xander.
"Something-tee-ar-nak-or-other. Some Asian thing."
"Pontianak?" Willow asked. Xander nodded.
"Knew our little genius here would figure it out." He glanced at Buffy, who was still seething at the mention of the Slayer. He quickly turned back to Willow. "What is that, anyway?"
"An Asian breed of vampire. Very powerful, very rare. Sacrifices are performed every 4 years, and the power bestowed on a vampire who appeases it is near limitless. Impervious to sunlight. Can't be staked."
Xander raised his eyebrows and let out a low whistle. "Work cut out for us, huh?"
"Yup. I'm tired of sitting inside every day. I want to go out. Eat something." Willow grinned, her true face glimmering for a brief second as she surrendered to the bloodlust. It returned to normal, and she asked Xander, "Did Giles say when we'd perform the ritual?"
"Um.no. We're supposed to go over at dusk and he'll fill us in then."
"Why not now?" Buffy asked. Her interest had been piqued at the mention of a practically invincible vampire.
"Well, unless you're really keen on sunbathing." Xander reminded her. She slumped noticeably.
"Then how'd you get here?" she asked.
"Anya gave me a lift." He explained, referring to his demon girlfriend. "But she went shopping."
Buffy sighed again, and fell back into the bed. "There is *nothing* to do when you're a vampire," she complained.
AN: In case any of you wonder, pontianak really is a 'vampire'.but the mythology is mostly made up.