Present Day
Sunnydale (or at least its crater)
"My, my look at the mess you all caused. Ha ha. Stupid Slayer and her little friends, now you are all just ash. I knew you couldn't ever win. You might have destroyed my army, you might have killed my plan here at this Hellmouth, but think about it. How many more Hellmouths are there in the world waiting for me to come along a start all over? Sure you made it a little bit harder with all the newly awakened slayers running around, but with out the Watcher's Council, they will never learn what they need to survive me. Anyway you big, strong, pile of slayer ash, bye, I think I'll go and hang out in the Hellmouth of Cleveland. Later! Ha ha ha ha…" The First disappears from the ledge it was at overlooking the crater. All that is left of it's evil presents of is its laugh dying off in the walls of the hole that was once Sunnydale.
There is a slight breeze, the ground in which the First once stood begins to shake. Two columns of light appear. They glow brightly with an eerie light. Figures appear, in the first column, a tall man in a white robe appears, his face covered by a hood. And in the second, a woman, wearing more, revealing clothing, her blond, almost white hair shimmers in the light.
"It was here." says the man.
"Yes." speaks the woman.
"They fought well for beings of this realm. They lasted a long time, longer than most. They should be at peace but none of their souls have left, why is that?"
"They are trapped by the Hellmouth's evil. Shall we free them?"
"But of course, heroes do not deserve to be trapped, come lets go down and greet them."
The man and woman disappear like they came and reappear down in the hole, the woman waves her hands and rocks begin to move. Slowly, through the rubble bodies can be seen and after some time, a pendant is also uncovered.
"Are these the champions of the Hellmouth?" asks the man.
"All that is left. The Slayer or rather Slayers, the Witch, the Mortals, the Watcher, the Ex-Demon, the Key and of course," She picks up the pendant worn by Spike, "The Vampire." answers the woman.
"Then I guess it is time," The man takes off his robe, revealing his face. His beard and hair of white, his eyes of purest blue. Features that show strength and power. After his robe falls to the rocks his eyes begin to glow and he speaks. "My brother, return these souls, heal these wounds, make it as if these warriors did not pass into the next." He looks at the woman and then at the pendant, "yes even the vampire with a soul."
The sky turns dark, the clouds appear angry. Thunder can be heard in the distance. The wind picks up, sand and dust get picked up and encircled by the forceful wind. Light shines on the corpses of the fallen heroes. The Pendant begins to glow as screaming can be heard coming from it, a very familiar scream. The woman tosses the pendant near the other bodies and a black cloud of dust begins to escape form it, but instead of being blown away it becomes almost tornado like as it slowly comes together.
First ashy bones, then black flesh, a body appears in the black dust above the pendant. While this is happening the wind begins to die, the sky slowly clears and still glowing, the fallen warriors begin to stand. The vampire, now fully formed stops screaming, looking confused he touches himself to check if he is real.
Buffy looks around also with a confused look and she notices the man and woman in white. She steps forward, ready to depend herself if need be. Before she can say anything at all the man interrupts her:
"Welcome back to the world of the living Chosen One."
Sunnydale (or at least its crater)
"My, my look at the mess you all caused. Ha ha. Stupid Slayer and her little friends, now you are all just ash. I knew you couldn't ever win. You might have destroyed my army, you might have killed my plan here at this Hellmouth, but think about it. How many more Hellmouths are there in the world waiting for me to come along a start all over? Sure you made it a little bit harder with all the newly awakened slayers running around, but with out the Watcher's Council, they will never learn what they need to survive me. Anyway you big, strong, pile of slayer ash, bye, I think I'll go and hang out in the Hellmouth of Cleveland. Later! Ha ha ha ha…" The First disappears from the ledge it was at overlooking the crater. All that is left of it's evil presents of is its laugh dying off in the walls of the hole that was once Sunnydale.
There is a slight breeze, the ground in which the First once stood begins to shake. Two columns of light appear. They glow brightly with an eerie light. Figures appear, in the first column, a tall man in a white robe appears, his face covered by a hood. And in the second, a woman, wearing more, revealing clothing, her blond, almost white hair shimmers in the light.
"It was here." says the man.
"Yes." speaks the woman.
"They fought well for beings of this realm. They lasted a long time, longer than most. They should be at peace but none of their souls have left, why is that?"
"They are trapped by the Hellmouth's evil. Shall we free them?"
"But of course, heroes do not deserve to be trapped, come lets go down and greet them."
The man and woman disappear like they came and reappear down in the hole, the woman waves her hands and rocks begin to move. Slowly, through the rubble bodies can be seen and after some time, a pendant is also uncovered.
"Are these the champions of the Hellmouth?" asks the man.
"All that is left. The Slayer or rather Slayers, the Witch, the Mortals, the Watcher, the Ex-Demon, the Key and of course," She picks up the pendant worn by Spike, "The Vampire." answers the woman.
"Then I guess it is time," The man takes off his robe, revealing his face. His beard and hair of white, his eyes of purest blue. Features that show strength and power. After his robe falls to the rocks his eyes begin to glow and he speaks. "My brother, return these souls, heal these wounds, make it as if these warriors did not pass into the next." He looks at the woman and then at the pendant, "yes even the vampire with a soul."
The sky turns dark, the clouds appear angry. Thunder can be heard in the distance. The wind picks up, sand and dust get picked up and encircled by the forceful wind. Light shines on the corpses of the fallen heroes. The Pendant begins to glow as screaming can be heard coming from it, a very familiar scream. The woman tosses the pendant near the other bodies and a black cloud of dust begins to escape form it, but instead of being blown away it becomes almost tornado like as it slowly comes together.
First ashy bones, then black flesh, a body appears in the black dust above the pendant. While this is happening the wind begins to die, the sky slowly clears and still glowing, the fallen warriors begin to stand. The vampire, now fully formed stops screaming, looking confused he touches himself to check if he is real.
Buffy looks around also with a confused look and she notices the man and woman in white. She steps forward, ready to depend herself if need be. Before she can say anything at all the man interrupts her:
"Welcome back to the world of the living Chosen One."
