The Sands of Time.
A Buffy the Vampire Slayer Alternate Universe Fic
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Author's Note: Hello Friends. This story takes place in Sunnydale five years after Buffy's death. The episode that I actually followed the plotline to was Hells Bells. Without Buffy there, Tara wouldn't have gotten shot, which is why she shows up in this story. Bear with me, chapter 1 is more of a history story.
Chapter 1
Mayor Chase of Sunnydale looked around her meeting room. She was not a happy camper. Her dark eyes flashed as she studied the group around the table...a group that she had once called her friends.
"Okay, guys, it turns out that I leave Sunnydale for a couple of years and this is what I get." She asked, angrily.
"It's not our fault, Cordy." Xander Harris spoke up.
Cordelia sat back in her mayor's chair and folded her arms. She raised an eyebrow at Xander, "It's Mayor Chase now."
"Right," Xander muttered under his breath. "Mayor Chase."
"One thing I don't understand," Cordelia started, "Where is Buffy in this mess?"
"Buffy died five years ago saving the town from the spell of a Goddess named Glorificus," Tara answered, looking down at a clipboard of notes.
Cordelia took in a deep breath, "Is that when Sunnydale fell into a vamp rule?"
"Not quite," Willow spoke up, putting her arm around Tara.
"Well, I'm not waiting all day for an answer, Willow," Cordelia said, shortly. She tapped her well manicured nails on a table.
"It's not like we didn't try," Willow took the defensive, "We tried to bring Buffy back."
"Yeah, but at the last minute, some demon smashed a very important urn," Anya spoke up. She was standing on the side of the room opposite of Xander. "I knew it wouldn't work," she added quickly.
"You did not," Willow shot Anya a nasty glance.
Cordelia waved her hand around, "Okay, attention back on me, the mayor. Now was another slayer called?"
"Faith came back," Xander said, bitterly. "She tried to fight, however was soon captured, and presumed dead."
"And what happened after that?"
Xander shook his head. "No other slayer was called."
"I became a watcher," Anya volunteered the information.
"Any specific reason?"
Anya closed her eyes. She remembered her sister's screams as she was murdered. True, she'd taken the job as a watcher as a way of paying her sister back. "No, none at all."
Cordelia sighed, the meeting was not going the way she wanted. "You're a watcher? Then where's Giles?"
Anya looked down, not wanting to answer the question. Willow and Xander both looked away as well. Outside in the streets, a fire broke out.
Cordelia put her head in her hands, "Okay, this is so not working. Tara, where's Giles?"
"He left shortly before we tried to resurrect Buffy."
"Can't we bring him back?"
Tara shook her head, "We've tried."
"So we have a rookie watcher with no slayer?" Cordelia asked.
"There's a slayer," Anya said, "always a slayer."
"And where is this Slayer, Anya?"
Anya shrugged, "Patrolling. She'll be by soon."
"I can't believe you, Anya." Willow started, "You picked somebody who doesn't really know how to be a slayer."
"It makes perfect sense," Anya said, turning on Willow, "She has the Summer's blood."
"That means nothing," Willow raised her voice in argument.
"Willow, calm down," Tara took Willow's hand in hers.
"I can't believe you would be so selfish and throw Dawn's life away," Willow commented. "All because you want to pay for your sister's death."
"Shut up, Willow," Anya started.
"Guys, can we cool it?" Xander asked.
"She picked somebody who really doesn't know how to be a slayer," Willow said.
"Really?" A voice called from the back of the room; causing everybody to turn. "I don't know exactly how to be a slayer?"
Dawn stood in the back of the room, wearing black jeans and a black tank top. Her hair was fastened into a ponytail. She had a stake in each hand.
"And I think I dusted about three vamps on rounds."
Anya rushed forth to slap Dawn a high five. "That's my slayer." Anya said, proudly.
"Thanks," Dawn replied, maybe a little too cocky.
"Wait," Cordelia said, trying to suppress a laugh, "Buffy's little sister is the slayer?" She started laughing outright, "Oh, that's funny."
Dawn walked up to Cordelia, "Wake up and smell the coffee. I'm the new slayer."
"Fine," Cordelia said, after laughing for a couple more minutes. "For all intents and purposes, we'll say that you're the new slayer, Dawn."
"She is the new Slayer," Anya said defiantly.
"What ev, I really don't care one way or another."
Just then a window broke and a large vampire came through. Everybody scattered throughout the room, except for Dawn. However, the vampire was going after Cordelia.
"Hold it right there," Dawn started, "to get to her, you must go through me."
"Bring it," The vampire said.
Dawn lept onto the table and jumped from there to the vampire. They wrestled on the ground, Dawn kept trying to get the stake into the Vampire's heart. However, the vampire was able to hold her away at an arms length.
Xander ran to Dawn's aide, pulling the vampire off of her. The vampire whipped around and cut Xander's arm. He punched the vampire square in the face.
The vampire growled but then turned into dust. Dawn had staked the vampire from behind.
"Hmm, haven't met one that strong in awhile," she commented.
Cordelia took her seat again, "Fine, aside from the Slayer's name, nothing much has changed. Does anyone have any idea who could be sending these vampires?"
"We," Willow said, grabbing Tara's hand, "could check our books when we get home."
"Yeah." Tara agreed.
Cordelia nodded, "Fine, maybe you two should go do that now. Dawn," Cordelia said, turning to Dawn, "have you been trained much?"
"I've trained her fully," Anya spoke up, "until the Magic Box burnt down."
"All right," Cordelia said, "I'll get some funds. We'll take care of a formal training area then."
"I'm going to patrol the city one more time," Dawn told Anya.
"Have fun," Anya replied.
Dawn left.
"You sure she's capable of this?" Cordelia asked Anya.
Anya nodded, "Yeah."
"Okay, because I think these Vampires will give her a run for her money." Cordelia looked out the window, "Anya, tell me Buffy's death again?"
Just then, a small car was pulling into the Sunnydale city limits. Spike and Dru sat inside the car.
"Five years without a Slayer," Drusilla said.
"I know, and the carnage will be bloody great without this chip in my head." Spike looked at Drusilla, "Are you ready to start some trouble again, my pet?"
"I've been ready since I came to Sunnydale last."
"Well then, let's join the party then, shall we?"
Spike put the car in drive and they entered Sunnydale.
A Buffy the Vampire Slayer Alternate Universe Fic
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Author's Note: Hello Friends. This story takes place in Sunnydale five years after Buffy's death. The episode that I actually followed the plotline to was Hells Bells. Without Buffy there, Tara wouldn't have gotten shot, which is why she shows up in this story. Bear with me, chapter 1 is more of a history story.
Chapter 1
Mayor Chase of Sunnydale looked around her meeting room. She was not a happy camper. Her dark eyes flashed as she studied the group around the table...a group that she had once called her friends.
"Okay, guys, it turns out that I leave Sunnydale for a couple of years and this is what I get." She asked, angrily.
"It's not our fault, Cordy." Xander Harris spoke up.
Cordelia sat back in her mayor's chair and folded her arms. She raised an eyebrow at Xander, "It's Mayor Chase now."
"Right," Xander muttered under his breath. "Mayor Chase."
"One thing I don't understand," Cordelia started, "Where is Buffy in this mess?"
"Buffy died five years ago saving the town from the spell of a Goddess named Glorificus," Tara answered, looking down at a clipboard of notes.
Cordelia took in a deep breath, "Is that when Sunnydale fell into a vamp rule?"
"Not quite," Willow spoke up, putting her arm around Tara.
"Well, I'm not waiting all day for an answer, Willow," Cordelia said, shortly. She tapped her well manicured nails on a table.
"It's not like we didn't try," Willow took the defensive, "We tried to bring Buffy back."
"Yeah, but at the last minute, some demon smashed a very important urn," Anya spoke up. She was standing on the side of the room opposite of Xander. "I knew it wouldn't work," she added quickly.
"You did not," Willow shot Anya a nasty glance.
Cordelia waved her hand around, "Okay, attention back on me, the mayor. Now was another slayer called?"
"Faith came back," Xander said, bitterly. "She tried to fight, however was soon captured, and presumed dead."
"And what happened after that?"
Xander shook his head. "No other slayer was called."
"I became a watcher," Anya volunteered the information.
"Any specific reason?"
Anya closed her eyes. She remembered her sister's screams as she was murdered. True, she'd taken the job as a watcher as a way of paying her sister back. "No, none at all."
Cordelia sighed, the meeting was not going the way she wanted. "You're a watcher? Then where's Giles?"
Anya looked down, not wanting to answer the question. Willow and Xander both looked away as well. Outside in the streets, a fire broke out.
Cordelia put her head in her hands, "Okay, this is so not working. Tara, where's Giles?"
"He left shortly before we tried to resurrect Buffy."
"Can't we bring him back?"
Tara shook her head, "We've tried."
"So we have a rookie watcher with no slayer?" Cordelia asked.
"There's a slayer," Anya said, "always a slayer."
"And where is this Slayer, Anya?"
Anya shrugged, "Patrolling. She'll be by soon."
"I can't believe you, Anya." Willow started, "You picked somebody who doesn't really know how to be a slayer."
"It makes perfect sense," Anya said, turning on Willow, "She has the Summer's blood."
"That means nothing," Willow raised her voice in argument.
"Willow, calm down," Tara took Willow's hand in hers.
"I can't believe you would be so selfish and throw Dawn's life away," Willow commented. "All because you want to pay for your sister's death."
"Shut up, Willow," Anya started.
"Guys, can we cool it?" Xander asked.
"She picked somebody who really doesn't know how to be a slayer," Willow said.
"Really?" A voice called from the back of the room; causing everybody to turn. "I don't know exactly how to be a slayer?"
Dawn stood in the back of the room, wearing black jeans and a black tank top. Her hair was fastened into a ponytail. She had a stake in each hand.
"And I think I dusted about three vamps on rounds."
Anya rushed forth to slap Dawn a high five. "That's my slayer." Anya said, proudly.
"Thanks," Dawn replied, maybe a little too cocky.
"Wait," Cordelia said, trying to suppress a laugh, "Buffy's little sister is the slayer?" She started laughing outright, "Oh, that's funny."
Dawn walked up to Cordelia, "Wake up and smell the coffee. I'm the new slayer."
"Fine," Cordelia said, after laughing for a couple more minutes. "For all intents and purposes, we'll say that you're the new slayer, Dawn."
"She is the new Slayer," Anya said defiantly.
"What ev, I really don't care one way or another."
Just then a window broke and a large vampire came through. Everybody scattered throughout the room, except for Dawn. However, the vampire was going after Cordelia.
"Hold it right there," Dawn started, "to get to her, you must go through me."
"Bring it," The vampire said.
Dawn lept onto the table and jumped from there to the vampire. They wrestled on the ground, Dawn kept trying to get the stake into the Vampire's heart. However, the vampire was able to hold her away at an arms length.
Xander ran to Dawn's aide, pulling the vampire off of her. The vampire whipped around and cut Xander's arm. He punched the vampire square in the face.
The vampire growled but then turned into dust. Dawn had staked the vampire from behind.
"Hmm, haven't met one that strong in awhile," she commented.
Cordelia took her seat again, "Fine, aside from the Slayer's name, nothing much has changed. Does anyone have any idea who could be sending these vampires?"
"We," Willow said, grabbing Tara's hand, "could check our books when we get home."
"Yeah." Tara agreed.
Cordelia nodded, "Fine, maybe you two should go do that now. Dawn," Cordelia said, turning to Dawn, "have you been trained much?"
"I've trained her fully," Anya spoke up, "until the Magic Box burnt down."
"All right," Cordelia said, "I'll get some funds. We'll take care of a formal training area then."
"I'm going to patrol the city one more time," Dawn told Anya.
"Have fun," Anya replied.
Dawn left.
"You sure she's capable of this?" Cordelia asked Anya.
Anya nodded, "Yeah."
"Okay, because I think these Vampires will give her a run for her money." Cordelia looked out the window, "Anya, tell me Buffy's death again?"
Just then, a small car was pulling into the Sunnydale city limits. Spike and Dru sat inside the car.
"Five years without a Slayer," Drusilla said.
"I know, and the carnage will be bloody great without this chip in my head." Spike looked at Drusilla, "Are you ready to start some trouble again, my pet?"
"I've been ready since I came to Sunnydale last."
"Well then, let's join the party then, shall we?"
Spike put the car in drive and they entered Sunnydale.