I just though I'd note that my story is taking place after "Hells Bells"
and everything is the same; however, Xander and Anya did get married and
Willow and Tara are now back together and both living with Buffy and Dawn
Dawn had a million questions. None of them were about what that meant or what she had to do, but rather about when she would get to start and what kinds of weapons she would get to use. Dawn always envied her sister for her gift. She would have given anything to be like Buffy, and now she would. She couldn't calm herself. She was ecstatic until the sudden realization of what she was came to her. She took a deep breath in and slowly exhaled out. She looked at the Scoobies who were all smiling warmly at her.
"Well, now you know," Buffy said and she walked over and hugged her sister, "we need to have a talk later." Buffy walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Willow and Tara exchanged worried looks.
"So Dawn, how does it fell to be one of the two most powerful women on the planet?" Xander asked in his ridiculous announcer voice.
"It's, wow," was all Dawn could manage. But suddenly it occurred to her that the previous slayer must have died, and it wasn't Buffy.
"How?" She asked.
"How what, sweety?" Questioned Tara back.
"How am I the slayer, now?"
"Uh, do you remember Faith?" Inquired Xander.
"Oh yeah, crazy chick, right? Black hair, about Buffy's height, total slut."
"That's the one," Willow answered.
"Well," Xander continued, "She was killed in prison. She got into a fight with her cellmate and her cellmate whacked her over the head with a brick the next day."
"That's it?" Dawn asked surprised, "that's all it took?"
"Well, her cellmate also broke Faith's neck after she hit her."
Dawn took it all in. 'Faith dead-me slayer…me very happy!' she thought. A small smile came over her face. She knew what being a slayer meant, she knew what she had to do, and she thought about how much she had wanted to go patrolling anyway. She now(though by default) was an official member of the Scooby gang. They'd have to let her in, being that it was her birthright and such to kill evil things. For her, it was all good.
"I have to go," she insisted.
"Go? Where?" Asked the blonde witch.
"Out. I want to take a walk, clear my head a bit."
She nodded and smiled as she watched the young brunette walk through the door. She looked at her partner who had a thoughtful frown on her face. She turned around and walked to the couch falling down upon it. She looked at her friends.
"I know exactly where she's going."
Chapter 4 will be up soon.
Dawn had a million questions. None of them were about what that meant or what she had to do, but rather about when she would get to start and what kinds of weapons she would get to use. Dawn always envied her sister for her gift. She would have given anything to be like Buffy, and now she would. She couldn't calm herself. She was ecstatic until the sudden realization of what she was came to her. She took a deep breath in and slowly exhaled out. She looked at the Scoobies who were all smiling warmly at her.
"Well, now you know," Buffy said and she walked over and hugged her sister, "we need to have a talk later." Buffy walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Willow and Tara exchanged worried looks.
"So Dawn, how does it fell to be one of the two most powerful women on the planet?" Xander asked in his ridiculous announcer voice.
"It's, wow," was all Dawn could manage. But suddenly it occurred to her that the previous slayer must have died, and it wasn't Buffy.
"How?" She asked.
"How what, sweety?" Questioned Tara back.
"How am I the slayer, now?"
"Uh, do you remember Faith?" Inquired Xander.
"Oh yeah, crazy chick, right? Black hair, about Buffy's height, total slut."
"That's the one," Willow answered.
"Well," Xander continued, "She was killed in prison. She got into a fight with her cellmate and her cellmate whacked her over the head with a brick the next day."
"That's it?" Dawn asked surprised, "that's all it took?"
"Well, her cellmate also broke Faith's neck after she hit her."
Dawn took it all in. 'Faith dead-me slayer…me very happy!' she thought. A small smile came over her face. She knew what being a slayer meant, she knew what she had to do, and she thought about how much she had wanted to go patrolling anyway. She now(though by default) was an official member of the Scooby gang. They'd have to let her in, being that it was her birthright and such to kill evil things. For her, it was all good.
"I have to go," she insisted.
"Go? Where?" Asked the blonde witch.
"Out. I want to take a walk, clear my head a bit."
She nodded and smiled as she watched the young brunette walk through the door. She looked at her partner who had a thoughtful frown on her face. She turned around and walked to the couch falling down upon it. She looked at her friends.
"I know exactly where she's going."
Chapter 4 will be up soon.