Chapter 1
Florida, 2011
The bottle platinum-blonde haired wrestler stalked out of the office looking like she wanted to badly hurt something, which unfortunately tended to hold true. Edge had seen that expression on her face far too many times over the past six years, so he grabbed her wrists before she could get a good solid punch in. "Blondie," he said warningly.
"Yeah, I know," Blondie Summers said with a sigh. "You'll hurt me worse than Jericho does every single time you're pitted against each other. What does he think, just because I walk out with you, he can wipe the floor with me?"
Edge had to chuckle at the disgusted look that graced her face. "Girl, you know that's just the way it goes. I beat up Lita, he beats up you. And besides, you always end up hurting him worse than he hurts you. I never have figured out how you learned to fight so well, when you've admitted you've never even taken a self-defense class."
The girl Edge knew as Blondie had to smirk a bit, before she turned back to him. "That's my secret and I won't tell. Anyways, I have to go call an old friend in Chicago. Since we're headed there next, I'd like to spend some time with her."
"Go right ahead, Blondie. I'm just glad we're transferring to RAW because I'll be able to catch up with some old friends."
As the tag team parted ways, the youngest of the original Summers family sighed, dreading the upcoming call. Just after her 18th birthday she'd hauled ass out of Sunnyhell while the rest of the Scoobies had also parted. They'd left a new generation to fight the evils of the Hellmouth. There were, once again, two Slayers, but this time only one of them was a Summers.
After Buffy had died for a final time at the tender age of nineteen, Rosalina had been Called. Dawn knew Rosa hadn't survived as long as she had but she also figured that she'd lived so long on willpower alone. After Rosa had come Josephina, Eliza, Mari, and then Karin. It seemed like each Slayer lasted a little less, until Karin had been called three years before.
It hurt Dawn to admit it, but Karin's death just weeks after the Call had been expected. Like Buffy long before her, Karin had been a cheerleader and a bitch and hadn't really reconciled herself to Slaying. Unlike Buffy, being popular had been everything to her. Buffy, on the other hand, had lived for her family and for the next day.
Now there was another Slayer out there who wanted to live, who didn't back down. Her name was Amanda Doyle and she'd grown up in L.A. Her family was supernaturally inclined like the Summers family, which provided her with a strong support system. The quarter demon-blooded Slayer had been around for almost three years and was still holding onto life.
Dawn knew she'd be passing through L.A. with the company, and figured that if she had a day off, she could swing through Hell to chat with her sister Slayer.
Until then, however, she had to call Willow because Wills had been talking about having to go overseas and not wanting to take Maggie and Liam with her. When Buffy had died, Willow and Dawn had been named as the kids' guardians. Willow pretty much raised them while Dawn brought in the money.
Like so much of her family, Dawn was a rebel, falling in love young, with a gadje…with Willow. Buffy had known about the relationship but they had always hidden it from the rest of the world as Dawn would have been dead if their tribe had ever found out about it.
That was the other secret Dawn held close to her heart. Joyce Summers had in reality been Joy Somers, a witch whose bloodlines could be traced back further than the Salem Witch Trials. Hank Summers hadn't even existed, because he was really Nicolas Calderash of the Roma tribe that had cursed Angelus with his soul.
The witch and the sorcerer had fallen in love although it was forbidden to do so and eventually Joy had been accepted into the tribe. They had married in a Roma ceremony. Over the years, Joy had four children before the wanderlust hit Nicolas.
When it did hit, they got divorced. Their marriage had been on the rocks for years but this had sent it to Hell and rather quickly too. Joy had taken the girls while Nick had taken the boys, Métier and Justas. Kieran had adopted the English version of her name, Dawn, while Bekka, who had been born to stand out, had chosen the name Elizabeth. Everyone had soon started to call her Buffy. Joy had changed to Joyce and the females of the Calderash family had become the Summers women.
No one had ever expected Gypsy girls to end up becoming Slayers; it was unheard of. But when Bekka had, Joy had moved the family to Sunnydale. The Watchers were told that Joyce's great-great-great uncle had been married to a Watcher's daughter and this was how she knew what a Slayer was. Surprisingly, the Council had bought the excuse. After Bekka had died the first time, Kieran had been Called.
Dawn had met the vampire Angel twice before she figured out who he was. The first time, Buffy had casually introduced him as 'a source and that's all you need to know.' That second time however, she'd already started to put the pieces together.
Like every member of her tribe, Kieran had heard of Angelus. The Slayer Dawn Summers had been more than surprised when the vampire Angel wanted to know what had happened to the Slayer before her.
When questioned further (i.e. threatened with Pointe, Buffy's favorite stake), Angel had explained that they had been in love when Buffy had suddenly disappeared. Or rather, he had amended, apparently died. Dawn had studied him hard, and then drawn upon the reserves of magic she rarely used. She was the Slayer, but also a sorceress and witch as she had always reminded her older sister. He was telling the truth, that she could tell, but they'd been contemplating having sex. That part, he hadn't told her.
Joyce had been in the room with the so-called computer teacher, Jenny Calendar, chatting about the past when the thirteen year old dragged the vampire in. needless to say, the witch and her sister-in-law, Janna Calderash, had been surprised to see the young Slayer with the souled vampire trailing her. Janna had telepathically yelled out all sorts of insults about her intelligence in Romany. And Joyce had just gaped at her youngest child. Not even Métier or Justas would have been so stupid. Justas was a wild child but never would have dreamed of talking to a vamp and Métier, Métier was typically calm.
Janna had ignored Angel after that initial outburst and told the young girl they were planning on resurrecting Buffy but that they would need all the supernatural help they could get. That was all it took to get the message through Dawn's head that she wasn't to tell Angel what she was. Who she was.
They'd raised her sister from the dead and not long afterwards, Buffy had turned sixteen. That was when she'd released Angelus by giving Angel a—to quote Xander Harris—a happy. Buffy had gotten pregnant then, just days before Drusilla and Darla killed Joyce Summers after figuring out that she was a Wiccan. Just before Angelus could kill Janna, however, Dawn, Willow, Bess, Janna, and Buffy had restored his soul using the spell Joyce had almost completed when she died.
He'd taken off, and they'd heard shortly after Buffy's final death that he'd ended up in L.A. with Cordelia raising his and Darla's son. They'd made the decision then that he would never know his other children, their niece and nephew. He'd also never know that Buffy—Bekka—had broken all sorts of rules by being with him.
Shaking her head slightly, Blondie Summers walked over to the locker rooms where she checked to make certain that no one was paying attention. When she had ascertained that information, she just disappeared. Two seconds later, she turned up halfway across the country in one of Chicago's premier magic shops.
Wasn't having Roma magic at one's fingertips great?
A/N: I'm only going to continue this if people like it. I mean, even I think it's crap, so… Well, I want to give this fic a small chance anyways. If the name change thing confused you:
Bekka Calderash= Buffy Summers
Joy Somers=Joy Calderash=Joyce Summers
Janna Calderash=Jenny Calendar
Kieran Calderash=Dawn Summers
Dawn Summers=Blondie Summers
Métier Calderash=soon to be explained
Justas Calderash=soon to be explained
Read and review because otherwise, this fic is getting tossed out the window simply because I really do think it's crappy.