Lead Us Not Into Temptation
By Phoenixgod2000
Summary- AU welcome to the Hellmouth/Harvest. Faith goes to sunnydale and meets Xander. So does Buffy. Uh Oh.
Paring: F/X and slight B/X
This is a sequel to my fic Hallowed Be Thy Name
Disclaimer- Not my characters. Please don't sue
Feedback- please! It's the only way I'll get better.
Part 1
Buffy walked out of Principal Fluties office more than a little upset. It hurt that she couldn't tell people that the real reason she burned down Hemery's gym. After all she saved two hundred lives from the vamp master Lothos. Her watcher had DIED. It was so totally and completely unfair. That's what she was telling herself when she ran into another student. Her slayer strength caused the poor guy to crash to the floor scattering his books everywhere.
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Xander Harris was kind of worried about his math test today. Not " oh my God I should have studied more," worried, but " damn where's Willow to explain stuff," worried. He was walking past the principal's office while glancing at the math notes Willow had made for him when he ran right into a brick wall. On the upside the brick wall sure knew how to wear a miniskirt.
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" Oh God are you okay." Buffy had scattered the poor guys books all over the floor. She looked down at him to apologize and stopped to stare into the most soulful brown eyes she had ever seen. They belonged to a handsome teenager with unruly black hair that made her just want to run her fingers through it. " Let me have you…Oh God… I mean let me help you I mean." God I am so retarded
" Sure thing. Xander is my name and running into new students is my game." He gave Buffy a goofy half smile while scooping up the rest of his books. " My bud Jesse mentioned a new girl but he never said you were so pretty."
Buffy turned red. " Mmm Thanks. Buffy is me uh by the way and I am so totally not this clumsy. Its just I was coming from the principals office and I was thinking and…." While talking Buffy absent-mindedly extended her hand and pulled Xander to his feet with a single easy motion. He looked a little surprised at her strength and the ease with which she moved him.
" Hey don't worry about it. I'll see you around, Okay." Xander helped Buffy gather the last of his things and walked off flashing her a goofy smile and a quick wave.
Great first impression Buffy. Scare off with your freakish strength and a poor grasp of the English language
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Buffy walked down the corridor of the school along side of a girl she had met in her first period class. Her name was Cordelia Chase and she was currently quizzing Buffy on her coolness factor. Buffy easily gave all of the right answers. She knew how to play ball with the in crowd and she didn't want to alienate anyone on the first day of school. At the same time she didn't really like what she had seen of Cordelia Chase. She was too much like Buffy herself before she was called.
" Cor, let me ask you something." Cordelia paused in the monologue she was engaging in and said, "sure."
" This morning I met this guy and seemed kind of cute and I was wondering what you knew about him."
" Sure I got the dish. Is he a football player cause hooking up with one of them would really cement your social standing in the school."
Um, I don't think he plays football. His name is Xander and he's got the cutest brown eyes." Buffy seemed to grow more excited as she thought about the guy from that morning.
" HARRIS, you're telling me that you met and actually LIKED Xander Harris. Cordelia looked shocked at buffy's declaration. She stopped Buffy in the corridor and turned to face her. " Listen Buffy." Cordy's face grew serious. " Xander Harris has the worst reputation in the school. The social standing of him and his friends is like down her," holding her hand around her navel. " I'm like up here," and Cordelia held her hand at the top of her head. " Where would you rather be?"
" Umm up there."
" Exactly. So stay away from Xander Harris and his loser friends. Keep walking down this hall and you'll get to the library. I HOPE to see you around." Cordy walked off muttering to herself about Harris dragging a perfectly good girl down.
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The library was dark and musty and cast in shadows. It was twin leveled with books covering every spare surface. Buffy wandered in looking for the librarian. She was here to get her class books. Just as she was starting to think the library was empty, middle-aged man walked out of an office she had missed in her perusal of the library.
" Miss Summers I presume?"
" Yup, that's me." Guess I'm the only new kid this week." Buffy laughed nervously. Something about this guy freaked her out. " I need some books for class."
" Here, take this." The librarian handed her an old thick book entitled VAMPYR. Buffy took the book with shaking hands.
" No, No, No. I don't do this anymore. I'm retired as the slayer." Buffy shook her head. " I want a real life, not just one filled with nights of fighting vamps. Besides do you have any idea how hard it is to keep a manicure beating up vamps by night." Buffy laughed nervously and handed the book back. " Find someone else."
" There is no one else. You are the slayer till the end. It is your destiny." The watcher looked at Buffy with sympathy. " Just as it is mine to guide you as your watcher."
" Don't you mean till I die," Buffy said bitterly. " I wouldn't be so keen on being my watcher either because Merrick didn't last too long. No deal. I'll get my books later." Buffy stalked off flinging open the doors of the library and moving into the corridor in a visible fury.
The librarian stared after the angry young slayer. " I'm sorry Buffy Summers, you cannot run from destiny."
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The vampire walked through the sewer tunnels looking for a certain hidden passageway. He found it and descended deeper into a warren of tunnels that laced beneath Sunnydale. He easily was able to follow the scent of blood to the lair of the Master of the order of Aurelius. The ancient vampire had become stuck in his lair sixty years ago in a failed attempt to open the Hellmouth and ascend to the status of a True Demon. The vampire snorted at the thought. The Ancients always had such ornate plans. Probably had something to due with the rite of Masterhood that transformed a vampire into a master vampire. He would rather spend his time on wining, dining, and dining on beautiful women. That was good time.
He strode by several vampires wearing robes and bearing the holy symbol of Aurelis. The moved to stop him and stopped when they recognized him. They moved back in fear. This vampire was known for killing others of his kind. He moved through the cave and entered the inner sanctum of the master and stopped to watch a huge vampire lead of group of six priests kneeling on prayer mats as they chanted a benediction to a pool of blood. He cleared his throat. " Hello Luke. Long time no see, didn't miss you."
"You."
The smaller vampire sneered. " Yes, me. The master around?" The smaller looked around the cavern with distaste. He was well known for his hedonism and the dank lair of the master did not suite him in the slightest. He watched as the pool of blood began to bubble. Figure began to rise from the pool. He stood nearly seven feet tall and was garbed in black bloodstained leather. He face resembled a bat crossed with a human. It was an exaggeration of the normal gameface of vampires. The figure raised his taloned hands to the ceiling. He intoned, " In three days, during the feast of the Blood Harvest I shall arise." He looked over at the visiting vampire and asked in normal tone, " was that over the top?"
" Not at all."
" It has been many centuries since I have last seen you. Not since you refused to join my order. What brings you to the hellmouth?"
" My wayward childe Faith has made Sunnydale her new home. I intend to bring her back to the way she was before. Even if I have to beat her with a crowbar to do it." The vampire sighed. " I need to know where the best hunting spot for kiddies to go. That's where she'd be, plying her trade," he finished with a distasteful grimace.
" Ahh, Faith. I always liked her. No one could wear blood the way she could. I do know of such a place. It is a local club called the Bronze. I am planning on sending Darla and Evan out tonight to go on a recruiting drive. I shall need a few more minions for the Harvest. You of course are welcomed to go with them tonight."
The smaller vampire looked pleased. " Thanks, I'll stay here until sunset."
" What will your plans for tonight be?"
" Oh, I was thinking about finding an adorable little girl and killing her, the hitting the club afterward." The vampire shrugged and adopted a thick brogue. " I think I'll go redhead tonight. Makes me feel all Irish."
The master smiled. " Good hunting Angelus."
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