The New Slayer
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Author's Notes: Hello, Friends. I hope you all are enjoying this alternate universe story of Buffy. I would like to let everybody know that this is the first of the stories that I plan on having with this subject. I plan on there being a big bad in this storyline…not necessarily the villain in this story. Also, being a multi-part story, the ending here might not answer every question. Well, enjoy.
Willow and Tara were walking around the Sunnydale Mall that afternoon. Still perplexed at why the vampires were getting stronger, they only had one idea of how to solve the problem.
"Maybe we should call Giles," Tara suggested.
Willow shook her head, "No, we made a promise that we wouldn't." Willow looked away sharply.
"Hey, it's okay," Tara hugged Willow, "We can solve this. Don't worry about it."
Willow blew some hair off of her forehead, "Believe me, I wish I could stop worrying. I still think that Anya was wrong in helping Dawn to become the new Slayer."
Tara got serious for a minute, "Did you want to tell her the real truth about Faith's disappearance?"
"No," Willow said, "But that is a serious problem too." Willow shook her head, "Besides, I bet it's just a rumor that Faith started."
"We don't know that."
"And if she shows up?"
Willow shrugged, "We can restore her soul…I think."
"Come on, we should see the bookstore," Tara said, taking Willow's arm.
"Right, after all, it shouldn't do one well to dwell on what has happened."
As Willow and Tara were having their conversation, Anya and Dawn walked throughout Sunnydale.
"Did you guys find anything while researching?" Anya asked.
"While you were asleep?"
Anya took offense, "It was a long night."
"Sorry, no we didn't find anything."
"Okay, then."
They walked on a little way further before a vampire jumped Dawn from behind. Dawn was able to roll over to face her attacker: she kicked him hard and threw him off of her.
"Come on, don't get hurt," Anya called out.
Dawn froze for a second, "Oh, is that the idea?"
Then Dawn leapt back on her feet and punched the vampire three times. The Vampire punched Dawn in the stomach. Dawn went down, feeling the air go out of her. The vampire stood over her, looking down.
"Had enough?" The vampire growled.
"Not by a long shot," Dawn stood up and kicked the Vampire under the chin. The vampire returned by sweeping Dawn's legs out from under her. She pulled the vampire down by ripping his shirt; thus revealing a weird symbol.
"Oh my God," Anya said, not taking her eyes off of the symbol.
"What?" Dawn yelled at Anya.
"Never mind," She replied, feeling her stomach.
Dawn shrugged and threw the vampire into a fence.
"Any last words?" Dawn asked as she pulled out the stake.
"Do it," The vamp growled. "You'll never get anything out of me."
Dawn staked the vamp and collapsed to her knees. Anya came up to her and put her arm around her.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. But what made you surprised?"
Anya sighed, "That sign on the vamp's chest."
"What about it?"
"It's from an orb, the orb of Necronius." Anya raised an eyebrow, "But I thought the last one was destroyed years ago."
"How long?"
"Five hundred?" Anya quickly added, "Give or take ten."
"How do you know so much?"
Anya shook her head, "I don't like to talk about it. Just know that I was a guinea pig for it."
"Okay," Dawn said, slowly.
"Go to Willy's and see if he has any knowledge of it."
"Right,"
"And I'll go tell Willow what's going on."
"All right, meet you back home then?"
Anya shrugged, "Yeah…there or the Bronze."
Dawn walked the streets by herself. "Heh, five years ago, who would've thought I'd be doing this," she said this to herself as she walked. On certain nights, she would talk to herself if she was patrolling alone. "I don't know how Buffy could be so brave walking the streets," she said again.
Just then, movement in the bushes startled her.
"Who's there?" She called.
"Xander," He replied, stepping out. He was not dressed in black jeans and a black leather jacket.
Dawn breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God, I was hoping for somebody with me."
"What's up?"
She shrugged, "Heading over to Willy's. I gotta get some answers."
She started walking, Xander walked with her.
"Any ideas of how's doing this?" Xander asked.
"Anya has an idea…some orb of neck something-or-other." Dawn waved her hands as she butchered the name.
Xander laughed, "You sound just like Buffy."
She sighed, "Yeah, little by little her spirit is filling my body."
Shortly, they found themselves outside of Willy's bar.
"You ready?" Xander asked, holding the door open for her.
"As I'll ever be," She answered, heading inside.
Dawn hated going to Willy's and would usually avoid it if possible.
"I wish Spike were still here," She said to Xander, "Then I wouldn't need to come here for tips."
Xander shrugged, "Either way you deal with a slime ball."
Dawn and Xander walked back to the bar.
"Willy," Dawn called out.
"Coming," Willy called from the back. Once he saw it was Dawn, he put on a fake smile, "Hello Slayer, what can I get for you?"
"Some information." Dawn closed her eyes for a second, trying to remember what Anya told her, "Do you know anything that can make vampires stronger?"
"No."
"No orbs?"
"An orb, you say?"
"Stop playing games," Dawn warned him, "You've been due to die for awhile now. Let's not forget your little run-in with the previous mayor."
"That was not my fault."
"Please, you summoned a demon to kill the mayor." Dawn said, "It was a good thing Anya and I got there in time."
"So clam up and answer," Xander said, grabbing Willy by the neck of the shirt.
Willy put his hands up and pushed Xander away, "I'm sorry, I know nothing."
"Does the name Necro something or other mean anything to you?"
Willy's eyes went wide for a minute. "Necronius," he whispered.
"Ah, so you do know something," Xander piped in.
"Xander, I'll handle this," Dawn warned him. "So, what's so great about him?"
Willy shook his head, "I don't know, I heard the name in passing today."
Dawn narrowed her eyes and stared at Willy.
"I swear, that's all I know." Willy said, breaking down.
Dawn put her head in her hands, "All right, quit groveling."
"Very well, then." Willy said, retreating to the back room.
"Now what?" Xander asked.
"Well, let's finish patrolling. Then I have to meet Anya to compare notes."
Xander shrugged, "Have fun with that."
"You know, you could try to get along with each other, just because of what happened doesn't mean anything."
"We tried," Xander snapped. "Several times."
"Sorry," Dawn replied quietly. "Well, I need to get back to patrolling."
Dawn got up and left Willy's. She walked half a block before she felt an arm tighten around her neck.
"Well, if it isn't the new slayer," Spike whispered in her ear. "I found her, pet," He called out. Spike grabbed her arm and forced it behind her back.
"Oh good," Drusilla walked up to the two of them, "I haven't had slayer in a long time."
Dawn struggled to get out of Spike's grip. Drusilla was almost upon her when Spike had to let go.
"Nobody destroys the Slayer on my watch," Xander stood there, looming over Spike. "I've been waiting to do this for a long time."
Xander kicked Spike in the chest while he was down. Dawn took the opportunity to seize Drusilla by the hair and throw her to the ground.
"You brat," Drusilla said, looking up at Dawn. "You really shouldn't have done that."
Dawn shook her head, letting her hair go wild, "Do you think I really care what you say?"
Drusilla kicked up, knocking Dawn on her back. She then leapt on Dawn and started to scratch her. Spike, on the other hand, hurled Xander into the wall of a nearby house. The force of the blow knocked Xander out.
Spike and Drusilla advanced on Dawn. They whispered to each other about who was going to get the pleasure of killing the Slayer. Spike and Dru started charging at Dawn, who moved out of the way at the last minute.
"Never underestimate the power of the Slayer." Dawn said, just before kicking Spike.
"Feisty one tonight," Spike commented, grabbing Dawn by the arms.
Dawn smacked her head off of Spike's and got free. "Never do that again."
She wheeled around and kicked Drusilla in the ribs.
She looked at the downed vamps. "Sunrise soon, don't you think you should find cover?"
She then went to help Xander stand up. "Come on, let's get you home." She let Xander lean on her as they walked back to the Summers' house. "I think we're all in need of a long talk."
Spike crawled over to Drusilla. "We need that strength."
"Yes," She replied.
"Come on, I think Willy knows something more than he's letting on," Spike said, helping Drusilla up. "Maybe if we torture him, we'll get our answer."
"I love it when you talk like that," Drusilla said, allowing herself to be raised.
They went back to Willy's bar.
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Author's Notes: Hello, Friends. I hope you all are enjoying this alternate universe story of Buffy. I would like to let everybody know that this is the first of the stories that I plan on having with this subject. I plan on there being a big bad in this storyline…not necessarily the villain in this story. Also, being a multi-part story, the ending here might not answer every question. Well, enjoy.
Willow and Tara were walking around the Sunnydale Mall that afternoon. Still perplexed at why the vampires were getting stronger, they only had one idea of how to solve the problem.
"Maybe we should call Giles," Tara suggested.
Willow shook her head, "No, we made a promise that we wouldn't." Willow looked away sharply.
"Hey, it's okay," Tara hugged Willow, "We can solve this. Don't worry about it."
Willow blew some hair off of her forehead, "Believe me, I wish I could stop worrying. I still think that Anya was wrong in helping Dawn to become the new Slayer."
Tara got serious for a minute, "Did you want to tell her the real truth about Faith's disappearance?"
"No," Willow said, "But that is a serious problem too." Willow shook her head, "Besides, I bet it's just a rumor that Faith started."
"We don't know that."
"And if she shows up?"
Willow shrugged, "We can restore her soul…I think."
"Come on, we should see the bookstore," Tara said, taking Willow's arm.
"Right, after all, it shouldn't do one well to dwell on what has happened."
As Willow and Tara were having their conversation, Anya and Dawn walked throughout Sunnydale.
"Did you guys find anything while researching?" Anya asked.
"While you were asleep?"
Anya took offense, "It was a long night."
"Sorry, no we didn't find anything."
"Okay, then."
They walked on a little way further before a vampire jumped Dawn from behind. Dawn was able to roll over to face her attacker: she kicked him hard and threw him off of her.
"Come on, don't get hurt," Anya called out.
Dawn froze for a second, "Oh, is that the idea?"
Then Dawn leapt back on her feet and punched the vampire three times. The Vampire punched Dawn in the stomach. Dawn went down, feeling the air go out of her. The vampire stood over her, looking down.
"Had enough?" The vampire growled.
"Not by a long shot," Dawn stood up and kicked the Vampire under the chin. The vampire returned by sweeping Dawn's legs out from under her. She pulled the vampire down by ripping his shirt; thus revealing a weird symbol.
"Oh my God," Anya said, not taking her eyes off of the symbol.
"What?" Dawn yelled at Anya.
"Never mind," She replied, feeling her stomach.
Dawn shrugged and threw the vampire into a fence.
"Any last words?" Dawn asked as she pulled out the stake.
"Do it," The vamp growled. "You'll never get anything out of me."
Dawn staked the vamp and collapsed to her knees. Anya came up to her and put her arm around her.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. But what made you surprised?"
Anya sighed, "That sign on the vamp's chest."
"What about it?"
"It's from an orb, the orb of Necronius." Anya raised an eyebrow, "But I thought the last one was destroyed years ago."
"How long?"
"Five hundred?" Anya quickly added, "Give or take ten."
"How do you know so much?"
Anya shook her head, "I don't like to talk about it. Just know that I was a guinea pig for it."
"Okay," Dawn said, slowly.
"Go to Willy's and see if he has any knowledge of it."
"Right,"
"And I'll go tell Willow what's going on."
"All right, meet you back home then?"
Anya shrugged, "Yeah…there or the Bronze."
Dawn walked the streets by herself. "Heh, five years ago, who would've thought I'd be doing this," she said this to herself as she walked. On certain nights, she would talk to herself if she was patrolling alone. "I don't know how Buffy could be so brave walking the streets," she said again.
Just then, movement in the bushes startled her.
"Who's there?" She called.
"Xander," He replied, stepping out. He was not dressed in black jeans and a black leather jacket.
Dawn breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God, I was hoping for somebody with me."
"What's up?"
She shrugged, "Heading over to Willy's. I gotta get some answers."
She started walking, Xander walked with her.
"Any ideas of how's doing this?" Xander asked.
"Anya has an idea…some orb of neck something-or-other." Dawn waved her hands as she butchered the name.
Xander laughed, "You sound just like Buffy."
She sighed, "Yeah, little by little her spirit is filling my body."
Shortly, they found themselves outside of Willy's bar.
"You ready?" Xander asked, holding the door open for her.
"As I'll ever be," She answered, heading inside.
Dawn hated going to Willy's and would usually avoid it if possible.
"I wish Spike were still here," She said to Xander, "Then I wouldn't need to come here for tips."
Xander shrugged, "Either way you deal with a slime ball."
Dawn and Xander walked back to the bar.
"Willy," Dawn called out.
"Coming," Willy called from the back. Once he saw it was Dawn, he put on a fake smile, "Hello Slayer, what can I get for you?"
"Some information." Dawn closed her eyes for a second, trying to remember what Anya told her, "Do you know anything that can make vampires stronger?"
"No."
"No orbs?"
"An orb, you say?"
"Stop playing games," Dawn warned him, "You've been due to die for awhile now. Let's not forget your little run-in with the previous mayor."
"That was not my fault."
"Please, you summoned a demon to kill the mayor." Dawn said, "It was a good thing Anya and I got there in time."
"So clam up and answer," Xander said, grabbing Willy by the neck of the shirt.
Willy put his hands up and pushed Xander away, "I'm sorry, I know nothing."
"Does the name Necro something or other mean anything to you?"
Willy's eyes went wide for a minute. "Necronius," he whispered.
"Ah, so you do know something," Xander piped in.
"Xander, I'll handle this," Dawn warned him. "So, what's so great about him?"
Willy shook his head, "I don't know, I heard the name in passing today."
Dawn narrowed her eyes and stared at Willy.
"I swear, that's all I know." Willy said, breaking down.
Dawn put her head in her hands, "All right, quit groveling."
"Very well, then." Willy said, retreating to the back room.
"Now what?" Xander asked.
"Well, let's finish patrolling. Then I have to meet Anya to compare notes."
Xander shrugged, "Have fun with that."
"You know, you could try to get along with each other, just because of what happened doesn't mean anything."
"We tried," Xander snapped. "Several times."
"Sorry," Dawn replied quietly. "Well, I need to get back to patrolling."
Dawn got up and left Willy's. She walked half a block before she felt an arm tighten around her neck.
"Well, if it isn't the new slayer," Spike whispered in her ear. "I found her, pet," He called out. Spike grabbed her arm and forced it behind her back.
"Oh good," Drusilla walked up to the two of them, "I haven't had slayer in a long time."
Dawn struggled to get out of Spike's grip. Drusilla was almost upon her when Spike had to let go.
"Nobody destroys the Slayer on my watch," Xander stood there, looming over Spike. "I've been waiting to do this for a long time."
Xander kicked Spike in the chest while he was down. Dawn took the opportunity to seize Drusilla by the hair and throw her to the ground.
"You brat," Drusilla said, looking up at Dawn. "You really shouldn't have done that."
Dawn shook her head, letting her hair go wild, "Do you think I really care what you say?"
Drusilla kicked up, knocking Dawn on her back. She then leapt on Dawn and started to scratch her. Spike, on the other hand, hurled Xander into the wall of a nearby house. The force of the blow knocked Xander out.
Spike and Drusilla advanced on Dawn. They whispered to each other about who was going to get the pleasure of killing the Slayer. Spike and Dru started charging at Dawn, who moved out of the way at the last minute.
"Never underestimate the power of the Slayer." Dawn said, just before kicking Spike.
"Feisty one tonight," Spike commented, grabbing Dawn by the arms.
Dawn smacked her head off of Spike's and got free. "Never do that again."
She wheeled around and kicked Drusilla in the ribs.
She looked at the downed vamps. "Sunrise soon, don't you think you should find cover?"
She then went to help Xander stand up. "Come on, let's get you home." She let Xander lean on her as they walked back to the Summers' house. "I think we're all in need of a long talk."
Spike crawled over to Drusilla. "We need that strength."
"Yes," She replied.
"Come on, I think Willy knows something more than he's letting on," Spike said, helping Drusilla up. "Maybe if we torture him, we'll get our answer."
"I love it when you talk like that," Drusilla said, allowing herself to be raised.
They went back to Willy's bar.