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Chapter 2: The Call To Arms

"The Mr. Giles?" Marcus and Tara said, almost as one.

"I am Mr. Giles but you probably mean my uncle Rupert Giles who also was a librarian here," then he added, "somewhat of a family tradition."

"Oh," Tara said, she would have liked to meet the Mr. Giles, but this guy was nothing more than an english fuddy-duddy.

"I need some textbooks please, my teachers sad they had some put back for me," the black-haired boy chipped in. Giles looked around his messy desk and found two piles of books.

"Seeing as you obviously aren't Amelia Wade these must be yours," he held up a peice of paper in front of his bespectacled eyes, "Connor Chase I presume?"

The boy who was in fact Connor Chase walked over and took the proffered books and walked out, giving Tara a smile as he left.

"Did you see that?" she asked, Amelia paid no attention to her and walked up to the librarian and asked for her books, he handed her a huge pile of what seemed to be heavy textbooks. But she held them with her left arm while she walked over to the table. Sitting back down she played with the necklace around her kneck, a crucifix design like the ones worn by religous people. "He smiled at me!" Tara said, exstatic from her encounter with the young Connor.

Tara and Amelia spent the next hour gossiping over boys, especially Connor, Marcus listened for a while but when his trademark witty comments stopped getting laughs he walked over to one of the computer terminals in the new technology section of the library. But then Tara's cell phone rang and they all got up to leave, Marcus shining an apple on his shirt. Just as they were about to leave the librarian Mr. Giles called out to Amelia.

"Ms Wade could you wait a moment as I forgot to give you one of your books," Amelia walked over to the counter and leaned right over.

"I'll meet you guys at the front gate," she called to Marcus and Tara.

The blustering librarian tried to ignore the low cut of Amelia's top and handed her a very old leather bound book, she took it and turned around so that her back was against the counter. She read the large gold-embossed title of the book. "Vampyr"it read. She threw the book down on the floor and span to face the astonished Mr. Giles.

She leant right over the counter and grabbed the librarian's suit lapels and violently dragged him closer to her over the counter with strength that was impossible for someone as slight aas she. "I know what you are watcher, the last time somebody showed me one of these I was expelled from school, my mom died and all those close to me didn't want to know me. So you'd better think long and hard about this and we can try again tomorrow morning," She let him go and his feet fell to the floor and he staggered back, "okay?" she smiled a chipper grin and skipped out of the library.

When he could no longer hear her foot-steps padding down the corridoor he walked over to the phone.

"Watcher's Council," he commanded and the phone's screen lit up and the number appeared, "dial," he commanded. The picture of an old man with grey hair and beard appeared on screen. "We have a problem."