A/N: Hope you enjoyed the first chapter...Oh the lines in Italics are voiceovers...
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Once upon a time there were three very different girls....
Outside on the school's football field, the cheerleaders cheered as they held a long banner that had the words, "Go Beavers" etched onto it.
All of a sudden a very large beaver mascot jumped through it, ripping the banner in half. The mascot fell in a fit of laughter as the mask fell off, and it soon revealed a teenaged Anya. She was laughing hysterically as everyone else looked at her with complete shock.
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"Come on Buffy you can do it!" Cheered Giles, Buffy's dad.
Buffy had a determined look on her face as she did a triple back flip as her father yelled, "Harder Harder!"
As she landed the crowd cheered as she was given a 10 by all judges. She had won the competition.
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Faith faced the crowd her face completely covered in white paint of some kind, with a red lightning streak covering her left eye.
The crow cheered her name as she looked down at her opponent, she was about to give him a hell of a beating as she jumped of the top turnbuckle and did a back flip onto her opponent
The referee counted, "One, two, three!" He raised Faith's arm in victory.
After, she faced the camera as she screamed angrily, "I want you! I want you!" Over and over again.
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Who grew up to be three very different women.
Classical music was being played in the background as a young boy sneered at Buffy, "You're going down"
Buffy only snapped at him as she had captured his queen in the game of chess.
The young boy sighed in defeat as he plopped his head against the chess table.
Buffy smiled happily as she left the boy behind and posed for the cameramen.
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A very tough looking Faith gave a thumbs up as she placed her helmet on and raced a monster sized truck over a few automobiles.
After she had won the race, she yelled happily as she did a few doughnuts.
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"Okay." Anya jumped over the cow's hind legs and started rubbing its lower stomach. Soon after she shoved both her hands up it's clitoris.
The cow cried out in agony.
With one swift movement she took one of her hands out and told one of the few farmers, "you," some blood splattered on his face, but it seemed he didn't care, "hot water." The farmer nodded as he went to go retrieve it.
She placed her hand back as the cow pushed, "here he goes. Here he goes." Anya pulled a baby calf out of the cow. She giggled as she hugged the baby calf.
And now they work for me, Charlie.
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Outside a private jet carrier.
Three large jeep wranglers led a helicopter inside the jet carrier.
A few soldiers ran outside making sure the perimeter was safe.
The jeeps parked inside next to a private jet. They quickly got out of the jeeps as they escorted, Richard Wilkins the third, head of department of justice, inside the private jet.
Inside, Mr. Wilkins made his way towards the back of the jet, "Your room is secure and were ready for take off." Said one of his assistants.
"Okay, you can head back." Mr. Wilkins replied as he sat down. He laid the briefcase he was holding earlier ago across his lap. He unlocked its latches as he quickly took out a folder, and set the briefcase down at his feet.
He eyed the folder as he opened it. He started reading it's contents until he heard a something fall outside.
In an instant he got to his feet and slowly made his way to the entrance of the jet.
Outside he saw every single man he was accompanied with, even the soldiers, were either lying down unconscious or even dead.
Mr. Wilkins raced back inside towards the back. He grabbed hold of his brief case, and scrambled to get hold of the gun inside.
But he was not quick enough. Just as he got the gun out, a figure slid down from the top and placed the gun at Mr. Wilkins head.
He dropped the gun as he held his hands up in defeat.
The figure took the ring that he wore off of his left hand and soon after the figure had shot him.
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A/N: Thanks for reading chapter two! I really appreciate it! well anyways, Ch 3 will be posted sometime this week or next week! Oh, and please review if you can! Thanks!
