The New Slayer
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Buffy.
Day broke at exactly 6:00 A.M. This signified that the harsh night had ended. Dawn was still troubled as she sat in the ruins of the Bronze with Anya. Since the vampire rule, the Bronze had been nearly torn down. Both Dawn and Anya could just close their eyes and remember the times when they could relax, listening to local bands and dancing with friends.
"It's weird, but last night I saw things that I'd never thought would happen," Dawn said.
Anya shrugged, "Strong vampires are to be expected."
"I don't mean that," Dawn said, sipping a soda, "I mean the fact that Cordelia is mayor. She seemed to shallow to ever be the mayor."
Anya paused for a minute, "Yeah, but what can you say."
Dawn rolled her eyes, "I still don't understand Cordy's rise to power."
Anya shrugged, "Talk to her about it sometime."
Dawn nodded, "Yeah. Hey, I'd better be getting home before Willow throws a fit."
"I bet you'll be glad to be twenty one in a few months." Anya said, "Then Willow can't have control over you."
"Yeah."
"Well, I'll walk you home."
Anya walked with Dawn through the streets of Sunnydale. There were signs of ruin everywhere.
"I used to be able to cause this," Anya said with a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"I know." Dawn kept her head down.
There was still some time before the general public of Sunnydale came out of their houses to go about their lives. They made it back to the Summer's house with no difficulty. Willow and Tara were awake, pouring through books that were scattered on the living room floor.
"The life of the party is here," Anya called out, entering with Dawn.
"Great," Willow replied deadpan.
"Good, Dawnie, you're just in time for research," Tara said, getting up to hand Dawn a book.
"How's the research going?" Dawn asked, taking the book.
Tara made a face, "Not so good. We don't really know what we're up against."
"My guess is a demon," Anya stated proudly, "One that can strengthen enemies."
"Okay," Dawn settled into an old chair and started looking through the book that Tara handed her. "Okay, ew, these pages are burnt."
"We rescued some of these from piles in the Magic Box."
"Please don't say that in front of me," Anya replied, dropping down onto the floor, "Giles really let me have it with that one."
"Well, who freaked out with the bunnies?" Willow asked, trying to stifle a laugh.
"Guys?" Dawn tapped the book. "We have more important things to discuss."
Willow settled down and read off of Tara's book for awhile. Anya, on the other hand, fell asleep. Suddenly, the sound of the door banging closed alerted everybody.
"Man, if this party gets any livelier, a funeral will break out," Cordelia said as she entered. She wore a mint green suit and had her long hair flowing freely. It looked as though she was on her way to a meeting. "What's up, anything?"
"No dice," Dawn answered, not looking up from the book.
Anya looked up, "When did we get dice?"
Dawn rolled her eyes and went back to the book. Cordelia stretched herself out on the sofa.
"I could have still been in Hollywood, making my movies," She started, "But no, I wanted to buy the office of Mayor." She put a fist on her cheek. "Those idiots really wanted someone with experience." Cordelia sighed, "So they get me to run."
"Um...Cordelia, research?" Willow stated, looking up from a book that she shared with Tara.
"I mean, why does everything bad happen to me?" Cordelia stated, resting her head now.
"Come on," Dawn pressed on, "We have to do something."
Cordelia shook her head, obviously trying to get some sleep. "I've been up all night securing the gym for you and Anya...leave me sleep."
"Isn't there, like a meeting you should be getting to?" Willow asked.
Cordelia waved her hand dismissively. "Ah, it's just for something about the common worker. I can be late."
"Maybe you should go to Willy's tonight," Anya suggested.
Dawn nodded, "Yeah, I can swing by on rounds."
At Willy's, though, things were going on normally. Spike and Dru took a booth near the back of the bar and spoke in hushed voices.
"So, my pet, what should we do tonight?"
Drusilla stretched out her neck and giggled, "I'm thinking we can cause some havoc."
Spike made a silent moan, "Bloody good choice, Pet."
"I thought so."
Willy, who had a knack for overhearing, brought some beers to the table. He spoke to the couple.
"Well, if you're causing havoc, just know that there's a new slayer."
Drusilla licked her lips, "Really, a new one?"
"Looks like we'll have a soddin' good time tonight then," Spike said. "Who is the Slayer?"
"Dawn Summers."
Spike froze for a second, "The Niblet is the new Slayer?"
Willy nodded, "Yeah, she took over a few weeks ago."
"Is the old man the watcher still?" Dru asked.
"No, the watcher has been replaced by Anya."
"Anya's the bloody watcher? Looks like we'll have the easy time now, Pet."
Drusilla swayed in her seat, "If only the master were here to see this. He would have loved to see the turmoil that can be caused."
"Well, you might have some troubles in getting to the slayer," Willy advised.
"Why?"
"Vamps are getting stronger every day. Nobody knows what's causing it."
"Sounds like fun." Drusilla said. "I always love a challenge, don't you, pet?"
"Yes," Spike answered. "I doubt the niblet would fight me." He suppressed a chuckle.
"Do you guys have any idea what makes the vampires stronger?" Willy asked.
"No, now go away," Spike said coldly. "We must plan for tonight, a party."
Drusilla laughed, "A party."
A few hours later, Anya and Dawn found themselves in a gym that was reserved for them for two hours. Cordelia stood with them, now decked in a pink jogging suit.
"I told you I can get a training facility."
"Good," Anya said, taking her bag and opening it, "Dawn, today we're going to do some sparring with swords."
Cordelia became worried, "Uh, guys, you can't do that."
"But I'm behind on my swordplay," Dawn protested.
"I know, but it's public property." Cordelia started to whine, "And I reserved it just for you."
"Dawn, go lift some weights for awhile. I'll straighten things out with Cordelia."
" 'Kay."
Dawn left and Anya faced Cordelia.
"What's the deal? You said we could use the gym for anything."
"I didn't think you'd want to tear it down."
"It's slayer training?"
Just then, Xander walked through the doors, wearing a tank top and biker shorts.
"Okay, this is remarkably like my nightmare from High School," He commented, looking at both Anya and Cordelia.
"What are you doing here?" Cordelia asked, folding her arms across her chest.
"I always come in this time for my workout."
"Well, I'm about to train Dawn," Anya said while staring coldly at Xander. She went back to the weight room.
As soon as Anya was out of earshot, Cordelia spoke up again, "Wow, cold shoulder. What happened, Xander? Did you screw up this relationship as well?"
"It wasn't my fault," Xander said through clenched teeth.
"Mmm-hmm," Cordelia said, leaving. "If you're going to stay here, make sure they don't use the weapons on anything." With that, Cordelia left.
"Is she gone?" Anya called from the weight room.
"Yeah," Xander answered.
"Okay, come on, Dawn," Anya lead her out into the main room. "If you're going to stay, please don't get in our way." "I was just leaving," Xander said. "Bye Dawn."
"Bye," Dawn smiled brightly.
"Okay, Dawn," Anya started, "today we're going to sharpen our skills on the swords."
So Anya and Dawn began sparring with swords. "Come on, Summers," Anya called through one point, "You haven't beaten me and it's almost patrol time."
They left the gym just as the sun was going down.
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Buffy.
Day broke at exactly 6:00 A.M. This signified that the harsh night had ended. Dawn was still troubled as she sat in the ruins of the Bronze with Anya. Since the vampire rule, the Bronze had been nearly torn down. Both Dawn and Anya could just close their eyes and remember the times when they could relax, listening to local bands and dancing with friends.
"It's weird, but last night I saw things that I'd never thought would happen," Dawn said.
Anya shrugged, "Strong vampires are to be expected."
"I don't mean that," Dawn said, sipping a soda, "I mean the fact that Cordelia is mayor. She seemed to shallow to ever be the mayor."
Anya paused for a minute, "Yeah, but what can you say."
Dawn rolled her eyes, "I still don't understand Cordy's rise to power."
Anya shrugged, "Talk to her about it sometime."
Dawn nodded, "Yeah. Hey, I'd better be getting home before Willow throws a fit."
"I bet you'll be glad to be twenty one in a few months." Anya said, "Then Willow can't have control over you."
"Yeah."
"Well, I'll walk you home."
Anya walked with Dawn through the streets of Sunnydale. There were signs of ruin everywhere.
"I used to be able to cause this," Anya said with a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"I know." Dawn kept her head down.
There was still some time before the general public of Sunnydale came out of their houses to go about their lives. They made it back to the Summer's house with no difficulty. Willow and Tara were awake, pouring through books that were scattered on the living room floor.
"The life of the party is here," Anya called out, entering with Dawn.
"Great," Willow replied deadpan.
"Good, Dawnie, you're just in time for research," Tara said, getting up to hand Dawn a book.
"How's the research going?" Dawn asked, taking the book.
Tara made a face, "Not so good. We don't really know what we're up against."
"My guess is a demon," Anya stated proudly, "One that can strengthen enemies."
"Okay," Dawn settled into an old chair and started looking through the book that Tara handed her. "Okay, ew, these pages are burnt."
"We rescued some of these from piles in the Magic Box."
"Please don't say that in front of me," Anya replied, dropping down onto the floor, "Giles really let me have it with that one."
"Well, who freaked out with the bunnies?" Willow asked, trying to stifle a laugh.
"Guys?" Dawn tapped the book. "We have more important things to discuss."
Willow settled down and read off of Tara's book for awhile. Anya, on the other hand, fell asleep. Suddenly, the sound of the door banging closed alerted everybody.
"Man, if this party gets any livelier, a funeral will break out," Cordelia said as she entered. She wore a mint green suit and had her long hair flowing freely. It looked as though she was on her way to a meeting. "What's up, anything?"
"No dice," Dawn answered, not looking up from the book.
Anya looked up, "When did we get dice?"
Dawn rolled her eyes and went back to the book. Cordelia stretched herself out on the sofa.
"I could have still been in Hollywood, making my movies," She started, "But no, I wanted to buy the office of Mayor." She put a fist on her cheek. "Those idiots really wanted someone with experience." Cordelia sighed, "So they get me to run."
"Um...Cordelia, research?" Willow stated, looking up from a book that she shared with Tara.
"I mean, why does everything bad happen to me?" Cordelia stated, resting her head now.
"Come on," Dawn pressed on, "We have to do something."
Cordelia shook her head, obviously trying to get some sleep. "I've been up all night securing the gym for you and Anya...leave me sleep."
"Isn't there, like a meeting you should be getting to?" Willow asked.
Cordelia waved her hand dismissively. "Ah, it's just for something about the common worker. I can be late."
"Maybe you should go to Willy's tonight," Anya suggested.
Dawn nodded, "Yeah, I can swing by on rounds."
At Willy's, though, things were going on normally. Spike and Dru took a booth near the back of the bar and spoke in hushed voices.
"So, my pet, what should we do tonight?"
Drusilla stretched out her neck and giggled, "I'm thinking we can cause some havoc."
Spike made a silent moan, "Bloody good choice, Pet."
"I thought so."
Willy, who had a knack for overhearing, brought some beers to the table. He spoke to the couple.
"Well, if you're causing havoc, just know that there's a new slayer."
Drusilla licked her lips, "Really, a new one?"
"Looks like we'll have a soddin' good time tonight then," Spike said. "Who is the Slayer?"
"Dawn Summers."
Spike froze for a second, "The Niblet is the new Slayer?"
Willy nodded, "Yeah, she took over a few weeks ago."
"Is the old man the watcher still?" Dru asked.
"No, the watcher has been replaced by Anya."
"Anya's the bloody watcher? Looks like we'll have the easy time now, Pet."
Drusilla swayed in her seat, "If only the master were here to see this. He would have loved to see the turmoil that can be caused."
"Well, you might have some troubles in getting to the slayer," Willy advised.
"Why?"
"Vamps are getting stronger every day. Nobody knows what's causing it."
"Sounds like fun." Drusilla said. "I always love a challenge, don't you, pet?"
"Yes," Spike answered. "I doubt the niblet would fight me." He suppressed a chuckle.
"Do you guys have any idea what makes the vampires stronger?" Willy asked.
"No, now go away," Spike said coldly. "We must plan for tonight, a party."
Drusilla laughed, "A party."
A few hours later, Anya and Dawn found themselves in a gym that was reserved for them for two hours. Cordelia stood with them, now decked in a pink jogging suit.
"I told you I can get a training facility."
"Good," Anya said, taking her bag and opening it, "Dawn, today we're going to do some sparring with swords."
Cordelia became worried, "Uh, guys, you can't do that."
"But I'm behind on my swordplay," Dawn protested.
"I know, but it's public property." Cordelia started to whine, "And I reserved it just for you."
"Dawn, go lift some weights for awhile. I'll straighten things out with Cordelia."
" 'Kay."
Dawn left and Anya faced Cordelia.
"What's the deal? You said we could use the gym for anything."
"I didn't think you'd want to tear it down."
"It's slayer training?"
Just then, Xander walked through the doors, wearing a tank top and biker shorts.
"Okay, this is remarkably like my nightmare from High School," He commented, looking at both Anya and Cordelia.
"What are you doing here?" Cordelia asked, folding her arms across her chest.
"I always come in this time for my workout."
"Well, I'm about to train Dawn," Anya said while staring coldly at Xander. She went back to the weight room.
As soon as Anya was out of earshot, Cordelia spoke up again, "Wow, cold shoulder. What happened, Xander? Did you screw up this relationship as well?"
"It wasn't my fault," Xander said through clenched teeth.
"Mmm-hmm," Cordelia said, leaving. "If you're going to stay here, make sure they don't use the weapons on anything." With that, Cordelia left.
"Is she gone?" Anya called from the weight room.
"Yeah," Xander answered.
"Okay, come on, Dawn," Anya lead her out into the main room. "If you're going to stay, please don't get in our way." "I was just leaving," Xander said. "Bye Dawn."
"Bye," Dawn smiled brightly.
"Okay, Dawn," Anya started, "today we're going to sharpen our skills on the swords."
So Anya and Dawn began sparring with swords. "Come on, Summers," Anya called through one point, "You haven't beaten me and it's almost patrol time."
They left the gym just as the sun was going down.