"The only guarantee in life, is that your life will eventually end. Whether
it be today, tomorrow or in a hundred years. Success is being able to
accept that fact."
Kane Dermont High Priest of the Majestic
"Okay, is it just me, or do things look deader than ever?" Buffy asked as she strolled through an empty cemetery with Xander and Anya.
"Oh, it's not just you, and for the record, I don't think 'deader' is a word," Xander informed.
"Maybe there's some kind of party going on. Y'know, exclusive, vampires only," Anya said, with a touch of pep.
"K, no party that's thrown by vampires could be good, and second, there's no music, and no flashing lights anywhere, what kind of party is that?" Buffy replied.
"Maybe they're throwing it somewhere else. Probably even have party games too: like bobbing for heads or pin the tail on the human." Xander quieted when he realized Buffy and Anya were staring at him, "God I need a life." he whispered to himself.
At that moment a single female vampire with blonde hair in a ponytail rushed passed them, jumping over several tombstones.
"Looks like someone's late for the party," Buffy said as she sprinted after the vampire.
It seemed she didn't even notice Buffy chasing after her, instead she kept her focus straight ahead. Buffy lept forward, tackling the vampire from behind. They both fell to the ground, hard. Buffy immediately turned the vampire onto her back and strattled her, to keep her from squirming away.
"Get off of me! I have to go!" the vamp growled.
"I'm sorry, am I going to make you miss your dentist appointment?" Buffy asked sarcastically, "well color me 'I don't give a damn'."
"You don't understand, I have to go! He's coming."
"By the sound of it, he's not even here yet, so I'd be more worried about the Slayer who has you pinned to the ground NOW and is about to put this stake through your heart."
Xander and Anya stood behind Buffy, staring curiously at the terrified vampire. "Even if you kill me, it won't matter," the vamp chuckled, "I'm only a single soldier in the army," she challenged. "Okay, I'm not loving the confused me, single soldier? And while I'm at it, who the hell's coming?" Buffy asked.
The vampire straightened her face, not letting a word pass through her lips.
"Alright, I know you speak English," Buffy pressed the sharp point of the wooden stake against the vampire's chest, "Now tell me what I want to know."
"You think I'm afraid of you, little girl?"
"Oh boy, a cocky vampire loaded with an attitude, please, surprise me some more," Xander said sarcastically.
The vamp ignored Xander's remark and continued, "I'm more afraid of what HE'LL do to me, you're nothing compared to hi-"
Buffy interrupted, "Last time I'm gonna ask, who's 'him'?"
"The bringer of the darkness," The vamp raised her arm and grasped Buffy's throat, tightening her grip every fraction of a second. Buffy grabbed ahold of her wrist, but was unable to loosen her grip, she plunged the wooden stake through her attacker's heart. The vamp squeeled and within a second, exploded into dust and was carried away by the wind. Buffy fell to the ground, no longer being held up by her assailant.
"Well, that went well," Anya sighed.
"Let's get back to the house, I have a feeling we're not going to be seeing any more vamps tonight, more like a long hard night of research."
"That's all she said? 'He's coming'? That seems, oh I don't know, vague?" Dawn said as she cocked her eyebrow as she flipped through some pages in the book.
"tell me about it, you think they'd give me a little more credit than that. I mean, now we have to go through all the work of researching and looking for all the 'he's' in the books," Buffy looked at Xander, "Do you know how long that could take? By the time we find him, he'll probably have already come and gone. I wish Giles would've stayed, he's better at this whole researching thing."
"It could be anybody. I mean, literally, it could be the mailman, or a tire salesman," Xander said, obviously frustrating by the lack of success.
Buffy stared at Xander, "And why would they be afraid of a tire salesman?" she dared.
"Well, you obviously don't know how pushy those tire salesman can get, I'd be afraid," Xander replied.
"Xander's right, I mean, there's no way to know for sure that this 'he' is a demon," Anya chimed in.
Buffy replied, "She said 'he is the bringer of the darkness'. You can't tell me that doesn't sound like a demon."
Anya shrugged, "Maybe it's not, maybe it's just some guy that knows how to turn off a lightswitch."
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Let's be real, okay? Vamps aren't afraid of just anything." "Yeah Ahn, I mean, you're a demon, and you have no clue what these vamps are terrified of?" Xander asked.
Anya looked at Xander, clearly annoyed. Dawn hid her face in the book, knowing Xander and Anya were about to get into it again.
Xander picked up on it almost immediately, "What?" "You think that just because I'm a demon I know everything that's evil?" Anya's tone increased.
"Well I just thought th-"
"That's right, you just THOUGHT."
"Hey! Just be-" Xander was interrupted again.
"ENOUGH!" Buffy shouted, "I really don't need you two arguing again! There's too many freaky things going on as it is!"
Anya paused, "Sorry," she said in a soft-spoken voice.
"Sorry Buff," Xander said quietly.
"Good," Buffy sat back down, "Now let's keep researching, and find out why these vamps are treating this guy like the second coming."
Xander and Anya immediately planted their faces back in the books. Buffy tried to do the same, but couldn't take her mind off of Xander and Anya. Ever since Xander left her at the alter, tension had been especially strong for them. But had gotten worse when Anya had slept with Spike.Spike. Buffy's mind tried to move on, but seemed to be stuck on him. No one was sure where he had gone, some said he went to Antarctica to be apart of some neutered vamp club, some said he went to Africa to have the chip removed, yet others said he went to Etheopia, where he could feed on the soon-to-be- dead starving people. No one was sure. Would he be back? When? Wait. Why do I care? Buffy cleared her head, determined to forget about Spike.
"Okay, maybe we could narrow it down some," Xander flipped through some pages, "Narrow it down to the demons who have a history of killing vampires?"
"Could be. Because she did say she was afraid of what he was going to do to her, so he has to have a history," Buffy kept her eyes on the page in front of her.
"One thing I don't understand, which if I did, would probably make things go a whole lot easier in the research department: Was she running AWAY from him? Or going somewhere FOR him?" Xander asked.
Buffy thought a moment, "Good question, but if she was going somewhere FOR him, it would mean he's got some master plan, which, let's face it, usually means it's probably th-"
"The end of the world," Willow finished, speaking her first words to them in the past week.
Kane Dermont High Priest of the Majestic
"Okay, is it just me, or do things look deader than ever?" Buffy asked as she strolled through an empty cemetery with Xander and Anya.
"Oh, it's not just you, and for the record, I don't think 'deader' is a word," Xander informed.
"Maybe there's some kind of party going on. Y'know, exclusive, vampires only," Anya said, with a touch of pep.
"K, no party that's thrown by vampires could be good, and second, there's no music, and no flashing lights anywhere, what kind of party is that?" Buffy replied.
"Maybe they're throwing it somewhere else. Probably even have party games too: like bobbing for heads or pin the tail on the human." Xander quieted when he realized Buffy and Anya were staring at him, "God I need a life." he whispered to himself.
At that moment a single female vampire with blonde hair in a ponytail rushed passed them, jumping over several tombstones.
"Looks like someone's late for the party," Buffy said as she sprinted after the vampire.
It seemed she didn't even notice Buffy chasing after her, instead she kept her focus straight ahead. Buffy lept forward, tackling the vampire from behind. They both fell to the ground, hard. Buffy immediately turned the vampire onto her back and strattled her, to keep her from squirming away.
"Get off of me! I have to go!" the vamp growled.
"I'm sorry, am I going to make you miss your dentist appointment?" Buffy asked sarcastically, "well color me 'I don't give a damn'."
"You don't understand, I have to go! He's coming."
"By the sound of it, he's not even here yet, so I'd be more worried about the Slayer who has you pinned to the ground NOW and is about to put this stake through your heart."
Xander and Anya stood behind Buffy, staring curiously at the terrified vampire. "Even if you kill me, it won't matter," the vamp chuckled, "I'm only a single soldier in the army," she challenged. "Okay, I'm not loving the confused me, single soldier? And while I'm at it, who the hell's coming?" Buffy asked.
The vampire straightened her face, not letting a word pass through her lips.
"Alright, I know you speak English," Buffy pressed the sharp point of the wooden stake against the vampire's chest, "Now tell me what I want to know."
"You think I'm afraid of you, little girl?"
"Oh boy, a cocky vampire loaded with an attitude, please, surprise me some more," Xander said sarcastically.
The vamp ignored Xander's remark and continued, "I'm more afraid of what HE'LL do to me, you're nothing compared to hi-"
Buffy interrupted, "Last time I'm gonna ask, who's 'him'?"
"The bringer of the darkness," The vamp raised her arm and grasped Buffy's throat, tightening her grip every fraction of a second. Buffy grabbed ahold of her wrist, but was unable to loosen her grip, she plunged the wooden stake through her attacker's heart. The vamp squeeled and within a second, exploded into dust and was carried away by the wind. Buffy fell to the ground, no longer being held up by her assailant.
"Well, that went well," Anya sighed.
"Let's get back to the house, I have a feeling we're not going to be seeing any more vamps tonight, more like a long hard night of research."
"That's all she said? 'He's coming'? That seems, oh I don't know, vague?" Dawn said as she cocked her eyebrow as she flipped through some pages in the book.
"tell me about it, you think they'd give me a little more credit than that. I mean, now we have to go through all the work of researching and looking for all the 'he's' in the books," Buffy looked at Xander, "Do you know how long that could take? By the time we find him, he'll probably have already come and gone. I wish Giles would've stayed, he's better at this whole researching thing."
"It could be anybody. I mean, literally, it could be the mailman, or a tire salesman," Xander said, obviously frustrating by the lack of success.
Buffy stared at Xander, "And why would they be afraid of a tire salesman?" she dared.
"Well, you obviously don't know how pushy those tire salesman can get, I'd be afraid," Xander replied.
"Xander's right, I mean, there's no way to know for sure that this 'he' is a demon," Anya chimed in.
Buffy replied, "She said 'he is the bringer of the darkness'. You can't tell me that doesn't sound like a demon."
Anya shrugged, "Maybe it's not, maybe it's just some guy that knows how to turn off a lightswitch."
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Let's be real, okay? Vamps aren't afraid of just anything." "Yeah Ahn, I mean, you're a demon, and you have no clue what these vamps are terrified of?" Xander asked.
Anya looked at Xander, clearly annoyed. Dawn hid her face in the book, knowing Xander and Anya were about to get into it again.
Xander picked up on it almost immediately, "What?" "You think that just because I'm a demon I know everything that's evil?" Anya's tone increased.
"Well I just thought th-"
"That's right, you just THOUGHT."
"Hey! Just be-" Xander was interrupted again.
"ENOUGH!" Buffy shouted, "I really don't need you two arguing again! There's too many freaky things going on as it is!"
Anya paused, "Sorry," she said in a soft-spoken voice.
"Sorry Buff," Xander said quietly.
"Good," Buffy sat back down, "Now let's keep researching, and find out why these vamps are treating this guy like the second coming."
Xander and Anya immediately planted their faces back in the books. Buffy tried to do the same, but couldn't take her mind off of Xander and Anya. Ever since Xander left her at the alter, tension had been especially strong for them. But had gotten worse when Anya had slept with Spike.Spike. Buffy's mind tried to move on, but seemed to be stuck on him. No one was sure where he had gone, some said he went to Antarctica to be apart of some neutered vamp club, some said he went to Africa to have the chip removed, yet others said he went to Etheopia, where he could feed on the soon-to-be- dead starving people. No one was sure. Would he be back? When? Wait. Why do I care? Buffy cleared her head, determined to forget about Spike.
"Okay, maybe we could narrow it down some," Xander flipped through some pages, "Narrow it down to the demons who have a history of killing vampires?"
"Could be. Because she did say she was afraid of what he was going to do to her, so he has to have a history," Buffy kept her eyes on the page in front of her.
"One thing I don't understand, which if I did, would probably make things go a whole lot easier in the research department: Was she running AWAY from him? Or going somewhere FOR him?" Xander asked.
Buffy thought a moment, "Good question, but if she was going somewhere FOR him, it would mean he's got some master plan, which, let's face it, usually means it's probably th-"
"The end of the world," Willow finished, speaking her first words to them in the past week.