Chapter 5: The New Evil
The whole "scooby gang" sat around Giles. This was minus Oz.
"He is a demon. His name is Unselena. His previous visit to Sunnydale was five-hundred years ago. He was stopped by the previous slayer or slayer around that time. There is a great deal of his account. He rises every five-hundred years. His goal would be to open the Hellmouth. But he comes back more powerful every time he rises." Giles finally finished. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
"So…I'm supposed to stop him?" Buffy asked. She already knew the answer.
" Yes. We'll help, naturally. He has already killed three people. Except…he makes…sacrifices--"
" Let me guess, babies?" Buffy asked, trying to act smart.
" No, actually. The demon sacrifices teenagers…young females." Giles sat down, looking at the three teenagers in the room: Buffy, Willow, and Tara. Willow looked at Tara, then at Buffy, and then at Giles, whose gaze hadn't passed over Anya.
" What about Anya? I mean, he can tell she's not a normal teenager?" Giles nodded.
" Precisely. Now, this demon—Unselana—is remarkably intelligent, and, consequently, difficult to defeat."
Buffy nodded. " Figured. So, how did the other Slayer manage it?"
Giles rubbed the bridge of his nose. "She, uh, she didn't, actually." Buffy's face fell.
" She didn't defeat it?" Her voice was dangerous. Giles cringed.
" She couldn't," he said cautiously, then quickly added, " but she did manage to put Unselana back underground for another five hundred years." Xander raised his eyebrows.
" Hey, better than a stake through the heart, right?"
Buffy nodded. "Right. Giles…how did she do that, if you don't mind? Or is there anything else you forgot to mention, like, the gruesome and bloody death of a Slayer?"
Giles shifted uncomfortably, and cleared his throat. " Actually, I wasn't sure you wanted to hear that part…"Buffy stood up indignantly.
" She died?"
Giles motioned for her to sit down. " It takes—takes the sacrifice of the Slayer, or the blood of someone willing to sacrifice themselves in her place."
" Hey Giles? You are way too smart," Anya commented.
" So…I have to die. Again," Buffy said. She grabbed her coat and walked out. She walked toward Oz's, and was surprised to find that he was actually home.
The whole "scooby gang" sat around Giles. This was minus Oz.
"He is a demon. His name is Unselena. His previous visit to Sunnydale was five-hundred years ago. He was stopped by the previous slayer or slayer around that time. There is a great deal of his account. He rises every five-hundred years. His goal would be to open the Hellmouth. But he comes back more powerful every time he rises." Giles finally finished. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
"So…I'm supposed to stop him?" Buffy asked. She already knew the answer.
" Yes. We'll help, naturally. He has already killed three people. Except…he makes…sacrifices--"
" Let me guess, babies?" Buffy asked, trying to act smart.
" No, actually. The demon sacrifices teenagers…young females." Giles sat down, looking at the three teenagers in the room: Buffy, Willow, and Tara. Willow looked at Tara, then at Buffy, and then at Giles, whose gaze hadn't passed over Anya.
" What about Anya? I mean, he can tell she's not a normal teenager?" Giles nodded.
" Precisely. Now, this demon—Unselana—is remarkably intelligent, and, consequently, difficult to defeat."
Buffy nodded. " Figured. So, how did the other Slayer manage it?"
Giles rubbed the bridge of his nose. "She, uh, she didn't, actually." Buffy's face fell.
" She didn't defeat it?" Her voice was dangerous. Giles cringed.
" She couldn't," he said cautiously, then quickly added, " but she did manage to put Unselana back underground for another five hundred years." Xander raised his eyebrows.
" Hey, better than a stake through the heart, right?"
Buffy nodded. "Right. Giles…how did she do that, if you don't mind? Or is there anything else you forgot to mention, like, the gruesome and bloody death of a Slayer?"
Giles shifted uncomfortably, and cleared his throat. " Actually, I wasn't sure you wanted to hear that part…"Buffy stood up indignantly.
" She died?"
Giles motioned for her to sit down. " It takes—takes the sacrifice of the Slayer, or the blood of someone willing to sacrifice themselves in her place."
" Hey Giles? You are way too smart," Anya commented.
" So…I have to die. Again," Buffy said. She grabbed her coat and walked out. She walked toward Oz's, and was surprised to find that he was actually home.
