Chapter 6: A Lesson in Greek Mythology
"My name is Jason. I come from Greece. I know what's been happening, and what's going to happen," he said cryptically.
"What's happening with what? I get too many obscure, cryptic people talking to me in this job," replied Buffy.
"Well, I know why there are vampires everywhere. I know what your friends saw at the market."
"What did they see?"
"I think it might be best if we went back to your place before I explain. It could take a while."
Here he was, a strange - although good-looking - guy inviting himself to her house. Buffy had suspicion, but she walked off without giving an answer, counting on him to follow her. He did.
They arrived at Buffy's house with her still ahead, him following wordlessly. She let herself in and he followed. She was pleased to note that he did not need an invitation to enter, proving beyond most doubts that he was not a vampire.
Crossing the entrance hall past the stairs and into the kitchen, Buffy took off her pack and jacket and threw them onto the counter in one fluid motion. Jason, remaining silent as before, followed slowly.
"I'll go get Will and Xander, Dawn's asleep. You wait here," ordered Buffy, breezing out again and mounting the staircase with fast, loud steps.
Willow and Xander came downstairs with her when she returned. After introducing them to Jason, they all settled down around the kitchen table to listen to his story.
"You know the myth of Jason and the Argonauts?" he asked as a start. They all nodded. "He is my very-very-many-times-great grandfather. Not only am I his great-(etc...)grandson, but I'm also his reincarnation of sorts. Just like him, and destined to do something...something important."
"Yeah, but what does this have to do with vampires?" broke in Xander.
"Remember the part when Jason sew the teeth of a dragon, and an army rises from the ground?" More nods. "Someone has pulled the original Jason from the past, and he is doing the same thing. But this time, it's an army of vampires."
tbc
"My name is Jason. I come from Greece. I know what's been happening, and what's going to happen," he said cryptically.
"What's happening with what? I get too many obscure, cryptic people talking to me in this job," replied Buffy.
"Well, I know why there are vampires everywhere. I know what your friends saw at the market."
"What did they see?"
"I think it might be best if we went back to your place before I explain. It could take a while."
Here he was, a strange - although good-looking - guy inviting himself to her house. Buffy had suspicion, but she walked off without giving an answer, counting on him to follow her. He did.
They arrived at Buffy's house with her still ahead, him following wordlessly. She let herself in and he followed. She was pleased to note that he did not need an invitation to enter, proving beyond most doubts that he was not a vampire.
Crossing the entrance hall past the stairs and into the kitchen, Buffy took off her pack and jacket and threw them onto the counter in one fluid motion. Jason, remaining silent as before, followed slowly.
"I'll go get Will and Xander, Dawn's asleep. You wait here," ordered Buffy, breezing out again and mounting the staircase with fast, loud steps.
Willow and Xander came downstairs with her when she returned. After introducing them to Jason, they all settled down around the kitchen table to listen to his story.
"You know the myth of Jason and the Argonauts?" he asked as a start. They all nodded. "He is my very-very-many-times-great grandfather. Not only am I his great-(etc...)grandson, but I'm also his reincarnation of sorts. Just like him, and destined to do something...something important."
"Yeah, but what does this have to do with vampires?" broke in Xander.
"Remember the part when Jason sew the teeth of a dragon, and an army rises from the ground?" More nods. "Someone has pulled the original Jason from the past, and he is doing the same thing. But this time, it's an army of vampires."
tbc
