*All the characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy, well except for
Dominick.*
Night and Day Chapter 4
London, England February 1997
Faith leaned back in her seat on the plane, putting her headphones over her ears and staring out the window. Faith was the Slayer, the one girl in all the world chosen to fight against the forces of darkness, well she had been for a year now, but she knew it was her destiny from the time she was a child. Her parents had died when she was five years old and her watcher Dominick Brenton had gotten custody of her and had brought her to England where she trained to become the slayer. She had taken on Dominick's last name and when anyone ever asked her about her relationship to Dominick she was to tell them he was her uncle, not that it came up very often. She had never been to a regular school, she was taught by Dominick and the council, and well she never went anywhere unless she was killing some big bad evil. But now her and Dominick were leaving the Council and England because her slayer duties were taking her to California. Dominick had told her she was born in California but she was still excited about going there because all she had known since she was a kid was foggy, damp, rainy England. She swore the sun only came out like once a month there. She felt a tap on her shoulder and pulled her headphones off of her ears, turning to face Dominick.
"What's up Dom?" She asked.
"Could you please take those things off?" He asked trying to hide the annoyance in his voice.
"Dom, its a thirteen hour plane ride, what do you want me to do? Talk to you all thirteen hours?" Faith asked a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. She loved to push his buttons because he was so funny when he got aggravated.
"Very funny Faith, but I need to talk to you about business." Dominick told his charge.
"When don't you?" Faith asked rolling her eyes, "But Dom, big plane full of people, Slayer secret identity thing might be in jeopardy." Dominick had grown to love Faith but at times she could be so aggravating.
"Faith, no one bloody well cares what we talk about." Dominick snapped his anger getting the best of him.
"Whoa, sorry." Faith mumbled.
"Thank you, now as I was going to say, I believe you know that Sunnydale is situated on the Hellmouth....." Dominick began.
"Yeah, yeah I got that." Faith interrupted.
"Faith I wasn't finished. Well you aren't the only slayer that will be living in Sunnydale, there is another girl, Buffy Summers, you and her are to work together." Dominick told Faith.
"Dom, don't you remember the chosen one thing? No where in there does it say anything about there being a chosen two. You told me the only way another slayer could be called is if the first one died. I never died, unless I didn't get called first. Did she die?" Faith asked voicing all her thoughts out loud.
"No Faith neither of you died. There was just a prophecy that at one time two slayers would be chosen to fight the forces of darkness. The two of you were called together and will fight together. You are the chosen two." Dominick said.
"Wow, didn't know there could be two slayers. So when do I get to meet this Buffy chick?" Faith asked.
"Tomorrow when I enroll you in school." Dominick said trying to say it as fast as could hoping Faith would miss it.
"School?!" Faith exclaimed, "I've never been to school before, I've never had friends."
"Don't panic Faith you will do fine. I figured now that the council is out of the way it is time for you to have some semblance of a normal life." He explained.
"Whatever." Faith said, putting her headphones back on and turning to the window.
Dominick stared at his charge for a while and was surprised at how much he had grown to love her and just how beautiful she had become. But now they were going to Sunnydale and Faith would fight alongside a sister she didn't remember she had or even knew existed anymore. Dominick knew he should tell her about her sister and her family but he was afraid to. He was afraid of what it would do to her, afraid it would break her in so many ways, but most of all he was afraid to lose her. He couldn't let that happen, he would do anything to protect her even if it meant he was forced to keep the truth from her for a little longer or maybe even indefinitely.
Los Angeles, California 1997
Ten year old Dawn Summers sat in the backseat of her mom's jeep staring out the window sulkily. God, she thought, Buffy is like a total freak. Its all her fault we have to move to Suckydale. If only she hadn't burnt down the gym and gotten expelled maybe we could still live in LA and mom and dad would still be together. Now she is sitting up there crying like this isn't all her fault. She is such a loser. Dawn had to fight the urge not to kick the back of her sister's seat.
"Dawnie honey what are you thinking about?" Joyce asked looking in the rear view mirror at her youngest.
"Just how much I hate Buffy and how this is all her fault." Dawn told her mom and Buffy started sobbing anew causing Dawn to roll her eyes.
"Dawn Mary Summers, apologize to your sister right now." Joyce demanded.
"Yeah right, she should be the one apologizing. She ruins everything, she ruined my life." Dawn shouted crossing her arms over her chest and flopping back against her seat. Sometimes Joyce wondered where she had gone wrong with her daughters. Both girls were intelligent and beautiful and Joyce could only think back to the day Faith disappeared as the time where she made her fatal mistake. Buffy was a pretty good kid but she was a rebel and she was out of control and neither of her parents could do anything to stop her. She had burned down the Hemery High School gym for god only knows what reason. She had told her mother it was an accident that she had been in there with some girls smoking a cigarette and an ash dropped in the trash can lighting the whole place on fire. Joyce tried to believe Buffy but she felt she was lying. Buffy was just so hard to reach sometimes she was so secretive and shared nothing with her mother. Dawn on the other hand told her mother everything but she had an attitude and loved getting under Buffy's skin. Now as Joyce watched her daughters grow older she couldn't help but wonder what Faith would be like now, what she would look like. She had searched for Faith without stopping for three years, after a year of searching Joyce and Hank had decided to move to Los Angeles because it was just to hard for Joyce to be in the house in Oakland with all the memories of Faith. After Faith's disappearance their marriage had begun to go downhill but they promised each other they would stick it out until Buffy and Dawn were older. But this year with all the problems with Buffy it had become to much for both of them and they decided to get a divorce. Joyce had decided that come summer her and her daughters would move somewhere, where they could begin a new life. She had picked Sunnydale because it wasn't as big as some of the towns in California, and the school system was much better in Sunnydale, however she hadn't wanted to uproot the girls in the middle of the year. But when Buffy had been expelled from school there was nothing keeping them there so she had scheduled the move a lot earlier than planned. Sometimes she wondered if Buffy remembered Faith, but she knew that would be impossible since Joyce didn't talk about her and all the pictures of Faith were put away. Even though Joyce knew it was highly unlikely she felt that one day Faith would come back home to them.
She glanced over at Buffy and saw tears rolling down her oldest's cheeks. Joyce had the urge to comfort her daughter but she didn't because she didn't think Buffy would want it or even welcome it.
Buffy couldn't believe how screwed up her life had become, and how she had screwed up her mother and sister's lives as well. A year ago Buffy was just a typical teenager who cared about nothing more than her hair, her nails, makeup, cheerleading and boys. But that had all changed when one day she was told she was the Chosen one. The one girl in all the world who would fight the forces of darkness. She hadn't asked to be chosen or anything but that didn't matter she was. After that her whole life had changed, she had lost friends because she quit cheerleading and spent all her time in cemeteries looking for vamps to kill. She hadn't even been able to protect her watcher when the vampires attacked him and he had died, the one person who was still her friend had left her because he couldn't deal with her life and the last straw was getting expelled from school. But she was moving now and maybe she could go back to being the normal teenager. The thought almost made her laugh, she couldn't be normal, she knew to much had seen too much to just forget. She knew in some ways that her sister was right that this was all her fault, but no one understood. It wasn't like she could just come out and tell them about the crappy hand life had dealt her, about her destiny, about all of it. But because she was the slayer she had to keep a secret identity, besides telling her parents that she killed vampires and other things that went bump in the night was a one way ticket to the loony bin. She was alone in her fight now that Merrick and Pike were gone, back to being secret identity gal. But there was a bright side to all of this, maybe Sunnydale was different. Buffy felt the car slow down and finally stop. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at the house in front of her.
"Welcome to your new home, girls." Joyce said smiling. Buffy tried to smile back while she surveyed the house. It wasn't bad, it was a white two story house and she knew that their must be some class in Sunnydale.
"Well the outside is nice, but you know what would be even nicer mom? Seeing the inside." Buffy said as if it was the best idea ever. Joyce chuckled softly and climbed from the car her daughters following her. They walked into the house and the two girls immediately shot up the staircase.
"The bedrooms are up there!" Joyce called after her daughters, as she two surveyed the downstairs.
"Mom." Dawn whined at the top of the stairs.
"What Dawnie?" Joyce asked.
"Buffy got the bigger room." Dawn whined crossing her hands over her chest. Joyce rolled her eyes as Buffy came into the foyer.
"Mom, I so didn't not, Dawn is a liar." Buffy told her mom.
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too."
"I hate you!" Dawn shouted sticking her tongue out at Buffy.
"Oh yeah Dawnie you are mature." Buffy shot back rolling her eyes.
"Mom tell her to stop!" Dawn demanded stomping her foot. Joyce rubbed her temples.
"Both of you stop, the rooms are the same size so get over it. Now get down here and help me bring in some stuff. The movers are here." Joyce said leaving the house. Dawn stuck her tongue out at Buffy one more time and Buffy rolled her eyes walking down the stairs Dawn hot on her heels. The movers were now bringing in the couches, tables, chairs, the TV, the beds and the dressers. Dawn and Buffy grabbed the boxes they could handle and put them in the house. When the movers were done and the boxes had been put in the rooms where they belonged, Joyce ordered pizza.
"So girls are you excited about school tomorrow ?" Joyce asked trying to make conversation. Buffy looked at her mother and rolled her eyes and Dawn just snorted but neither girl replied. They ate dinner in silence that night, almost as if each of them was reflecting on the life they left behind. Buffy finished her pizza and threw the plate in garbage going upstairs. The more time she spent with her mother and her sister, the more she wanted to get away to collect her thoughts. She was really itching to take a walk. She went to the room which would now be hers, and grabbed a messenger bag from one of her boxes and threw it over her shoulder, trying to find which box contained her weapons, she found it and pulled out a stake, a cross and some holy water and placed them inside her bag. She was thankful that the movers or her mother didn't realize what was in this box, how exactly could she explain the horde of weapons she had. She knew she would have to hide them good because Dawn was nosy and went through all of her stuff, it was surprising she hadn't found the weapons yet.
Its pretty sad that I can't even go for a damn walk without being armed, Buffy thought as she left her room. She shut off the light and ran down the steps two at a time, getting ready to go out the front door.
"Buffy honey are you going somewhere?" Her mom called from the kitchen.
"Umm yeah I was just gonna take a walk see whats up around here." Buffy told her mom.
"Can I come?" Dawn asked magically appearing in the kitchen doorway.
"No." Buffy and Joyce said in unison.
"Aww, come on," Dawn whined, "I never get to do anything, Buffy gets to do everything." Dawn sat on the floor and pouted hands crossed in front of her chest.
"She is older than you are. Now stop whining or you will go to bed right now." Joyce told her youngest.
"I hate you Buffy!" Dawn shouted running up the stairs. Buffy just looked at her mother and rolled her eyes.
"Be back soon mom." Buffy said walking out the door.
"Be careful." She heard her mom call as she stepped onto the porch.
"Always am." Buffy mumbled to the night air. If only her mother knew just how well Buffy could protect herself. She started off down the street, just surveying her surroundings. When Buffy had gotten two blocks and run into her first graveyard, she felt something unsettling about this place and the hairs on the back of her neck began prickling. She continued walking trying to push the unsettling feeling to the back of her mind, but now she had another feeling and that was one of being followed. She turned and saw a man standing behind her, she quickly surveyed him and then his face changed. His forehead got all bumpy, his eyes glowed yellow, and he bared his fangs at Buffy hissing.
"Great, vampire." Buffy mumbled reaching for her stake.
"Slayer." The vampire said and rushed at Buffy. Buffy managed to kick him in the chest and knock him to the ground.
"How do you always know that? Do I smell?" She asked as the vampire tried to grab her leg, and she stepped on his face. "You know this stalking thing isn't the sexy way to get my attention." She plunged her stake in his chest, feeling it hit flesh, than bone, then muscle and finally he turned into a big pile of dust. Buffy returned her stake to the bag and brushed the vampire dust off of her.
"Whoa, what was that? Why did he turn to dust?" Buffy heard someone ask. Great, she thought, I've been here for less than twelve hours and already I'm holding up to my freak reputation. Buffy slowly turned around and faced a boy and girl who appeared to be her age. The boy was tall with brown hair, the girl was about Buffy's height with fiery red hair.
"Hi, I'm Buffy Summers." She said hoping to shift focus from the vampire she had just slayed.
"Hi I'm Willow Rosenberg, and this is Xander Harris." The girl said.
"Hello, I'm still wigging about the whole guy turning to dust deal." Xander interrupted.
"Oh yeah, y'think you could forget ya saw that?" Buffy asked a half-smile on her face.
"Let me think," Xander said, a pensive look come over his features, "Nope can't do it, now what was that and why did he turn to dust?"
"That would be a vampire. See you run this pointy piece of wood through their hearts and then poof big pile o' dust." Buffy said stepping closer to the kids.
"You must be new here huh?" Willow asked.
"Yeah just moved from LA about five hours ago." Buffy said.
"What year are you?"
"Sophomore, you?"
"Same, maybe me, you and Xander will have some classes together."
"Okay you see I'm still having a bit of a problem with vampires being in Sunnydale. I mean hello, vampires?! And I'm also not getting how you being as little as you are could kick ass like that." Xander said.
"Well I'm a vampire slayer that's what I do. Kill the ooglie-booglies and the things that go bump in the night, 'cept I didn't know there were any in Sunnydale. I kinda quit." Buffy told them.
"Well you sure come prepared for someone who quit." Xander said
"Yep that's my motto be prepared." Buffy quipped smiling at Xander.
"Well now that I know you are like Superchick or something would you mind walking us home?" Xander asked, Buffy laughed and shook her head. She walked them home telling them all about her calling and what she did, and about all the monsters she had come in contact with. They reached Xander's house first and he said goodnight to the two girls, then Buffy walked Willow home. Buffy had agreed to meet Willow and Xander in front of the school the next morning.
When Buffy got home it was a little after nine. She called up to her mom to let her know she was home, and then went to her bedroom. She shut the door behind her and began putting away her weapons, when she heard the door swing open and Dawn was standing there in her pajamas.
"God Dawn, don't you knock?" Buffy asked anger tinting her voice.
"Geez, sorry, whatcha doin'?" Dawn asked.
"None of your business, now go to bed." Buffy told her younger sister a hand on the door.
"I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry about telling you everything was your fault. Its not, well most of it is but I shouldn't of said that, and I'm sorry I told you I hated you." Dawn said quickly.
"No big, Dawnie, now go to bed you have a big day tomorrow." Buffy told her younger sister hugging her and kissing her head.
"'Night Buffy." Dawn said as she went back to her own room.
"Night Dawn." Buffy said shutting her door. Buffy pulled on a pair of pajamas and sat down on her bed pulling a picture out of a box. It was a picture of Buffy and her twin Faith on their fifth birthday only a little while before she was kidnapped.
"God Faith, where are you?" Buffy asked the picture, placing it on her nightstand, "I miss you. I love you and good night wherever you are." She flipped off the light and got under her covers quickly drifting to sleep.
Night and Day Chapter 4
London, England February 1997
Faith leaned back in her seat on the plane, putting her headphones over her ears and staring out the window. Faith was the Slayer, the one girl in all the world chosen to fight against the forces of darkness, well she had been for a year now, but she knew it was her destiny from the time she was a child. Her parents had died when she was five years old and her watcher Dominick Brenton had gotten custody of her and had brought her to England where she trained to become the slayer. She had taken on Dominick's last name and when anyone ever asked her about her relationship to Dominick she was to tell them he was her uncle, not that it came up very often. She had never been to a regular school, she was taught by Dominick and the council, and well she never went anywhere unless she was killing some big bad evil. But now her and Dominick were leaving the Council and England because her slayer duties were taking her to California. Dominick had told her she was born in California but she was still excited about going there because all she had known since she was a kid was foggy, damp, rainy England. She swore the sun only came out like once a month there. She felt a tap on her shoulder and pulled her headphones off of her ears, turning to face Dominick.
"What's up Dom?" She asked.
"Could you please take those things off?" He asked trying to hide the annoyance in his voice.
"Dom, its a thirteen hour plane ride, what do you want me to do? Talk to you all thirteen hours?" Faith asked a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. She loved to push his buttons because he was so funny when he got aggravated.
"Very funny Faith, but I need to talk to you about business." Dominick told his charge.
"When don't you?" Faith asked rolling her eyes, "But Dom, big plane full of people, Slayer secret identity thing might be in jeopardy." Dominick had grown to love Faith but at times she could be so aggravating.
"Faith, no one bloody well cares what we talk about." Dominick snapped his anger getting the best of him.
"Whoa, sorry." Faith mumbled.
"Thank you, now as I was going to say, I believe you know that Sunnydale is situated on the Hellmouth....." Dominick began.
"Yeah, yeah I got that." Faith interrupted.
"Faith I wasn't finished. Well you aren't the only slayer that will be living in Sunnydale, there is another girl, Buffy Summers, you and her are to work together." Dominick told Faith.
"Dom, don't you remember the chosen one thing? No where in there does it say anything about there being a chosen two. You told me the only way another slayer could be called is if the first one died. I never died, unless I didn't get called first. Did she die?" Faith asked voicing all her thoughts out loud.
"No Faith neither of you died. There was just a prophecy that at one time two slayers would be chosen to fight the forces of darkness. The two of you were called together and will fight together. You are the chosen two." Dominick said.
"Wow, didn't know there could be two slayers. So when do I get to meet this Buffy chick?" Faith asked.
"Tomorrow when I enroll you in school." Dominick said trying to say it as fast as could hoping Faith would miss it.
"School?!" Faith exclaimed, "I've never been to school before, I've never had friends."
"Don't panic Faith you will do fine. I figured now that the council is out of the way it is time for you to have some semblance of a normal life." He explained.
"Whatever." Faith said, putting her headphones back on and turning to the window.
Dominick stared at his charge for a while and was surprised at how much he had grown to love her and just how beautiful she had become. But now they were going to Sunnydale and Faith would fight alongside a sister she didn't remember she had or even knew existed anymore. Dominick knew he should tell her about her sister and her family but he was afraid to. He was afraid of what it would do to her, afraid it would break her in so many ways, but most of all he was afraid to lose her. He couldn't let that happen, he would do anything to protect her even if it meant he was forced to keep the truth from her for a little longer or maybe even indefinitely.
Los Angeles, California 1997
Ten year old Dawn Summers sat in the backseat of her mom's jeep staring out the window sulkily. God, she thought, Buffy is like a total freak. Its all her fault we have to move to Suckydale. If only she hadn't burnt down the gym and gotten expelled maybe we could still live in LA and mom and dad would still be together. Now she is sitting up there crying like this isn't all her fault. She is such a loser. Dawn had to fight the urge not to kick the back of her sister's seat.
"Dawnie honey what are you thinking about?" Joyce asked looking in the rear view mirror at her youngest.
"Just how much I hate Buffy and how this is all her fault." Dawn told her mom and Buffy started sobbing anew causing Dawn to roll her eyes.
"Dawn Mary Summers, apologize to your sister right now." Joyce demanded.
"Yeah right, she should be the one apologizing. She ruins everything, she ruined my life." Dawn shouted crossing her arms over her chest and flopping back against her seat. Sometimes Joyce wondered where she had gone wrong with her daughters. Both girls were intelligent and beautiful and Joyce could only think back to the day Faith disappeared as the time where she made her fatal mistake. Buffy was a pretty good kid but she was a rebel and she was out of control and neither of her parents could do anything to stop her. She had burned down the Hemery High School gym for god only knows what reason. She had told her mother it was an accident that she had been in there with some girls smoking a cigarette and an ash dropped in the trash can lighting the whole place on fire. Joyce tried to believe Buffy but she felt she was lying. Buffy was just so hard to reach sometimes she was so secretive and shared nothing with her mother. Dawn on the other hand told her mother everything but she had an attitude and loved getting under Buffy's skin. Now as Joyce watched her daughters grow older she couldn't help but wonder what Faith would be like now, what she would look like. She had searched for Faith without stopping for three years, after a year of searching Joyce and Hank had decided to move to Los Angeles because it was just to hard for Joyce to be in the house in Oakland with all the memories of Faith. After Faith's disappearance their marriage had begun to go downhill but they promised each other they would stick it out until Buffy and Dawn were older. But this year with all the problems with Buffy it had become to much for both of them and they decided to get a divorce. Joyce had decided that come summer her and her daughters would move somewhere, where they could begin a new life. She had picked Sunnydale because it wasn't as big as some of the towns in California, and the school system was much better in Sunnydale, however she hadn't wanted to uproot the girls in the middle of the year. But when Buffy had been expelled from school there was nothing keeping them there so she had scheduled the move a lot earlier than planned. Sometimes she wondered if Buffy remembered Faith, but she knew that would be impossible since Joyce didn't talk about her and all the pictures of Faith were put away. Even though Joyce knew it was highly unlikely she felt that one day Faith would come back home to them.
She glanced over at Buffy and saw tears rolling down her oldest's cheeks. Joyce had the urge to comfort her daughter but she didn't because she didn't think Buffy would want it or even welcome it.
Buffy couldn't believe how screwed up her life had become, and how she had screwed up her mother and sister's lives as well. A year ago Buffy was just a typical teenager who cared about nothing more than her hair, her nails, makeup, cheerleading and boys. But that had all changed when one day she was told she was the Chosen one. The one girl in all the world who would fight the forces of darkness. She hadn't asked to be chosen or anything but that didn't matter she was. After that her whole life had changed, she had lost friends because she quit cheerleading and spent all her time in cemeteries looking for vamps to kill. She hadn't even been able to protect her watcher when the vampires attacked him and he had died, the one person who was still her friend had left her because he couldn't deal with her life and the last straw was getting expelled from school. But she was moving now and maybe she could go back to being the normal teenager. The thought almost made her laugh, she couldn't be normal, she knew to much had seen too much to just forget. She knew in some ways that her sister was right that this was all her fault, but no one understood. It wasn't like she could just come out and tell them about the crappy hand life had dealt her, about her destiny, about all of it. But because she was the slayer she had to keep a secret identity, besides telling her parents that she killed vampires and other things that went bump in the night was a one way ticket to the loony bin. She was alone in her fight now that Merrick and Pike were gone, back to being secret identity gal. But there was a bright side to all of this, maybe Sunnydale was different. Buffy felt the car slow down and finally stop. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at the house in front of her.
"Welcome to your new home, girls." Joyce said smiling. Buffy tried to smile back while she surveyed the house. It wasn't bad, it was a white two story house and she knew that their must be some class in Sunnydale.
"Well the outside is nice, but you know what would be even nicer mom? Seeing the inside." Buffy said as if it was the best idea ever. Joyce chuckled softly and climbed from the car her daughters following her. They walked into the house and the two girls immediately shot up the staircase.
"The bedrooms are up there!" Joyce called after her daughters, as she two surveyed the downstairs.
"Mom." Dawn whined at the top of the stairs.
"What Dawnie?" Joyce asked.
"Buffy got the bigger room." Dawn whined crossing her hands over her chest. Joyce rolled her eyes as Buffy came into the foyer.
"Mom, I so didn't not, Dawn is a liar." Buffy told her mom.
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too."
"I hate you!" Dawn shouted sticking her tongue out at Buffy.
"Oh yeah Dawnie you are mature." Buffy shot back rolling her eyes.
"Mom tell her to stop!" Dawn demanded stomping her foot. Joyce rubbed her temples.
"Both of you stop, the rooms are the same size so get over it. Now get down here and help me bring in some stuff. The movers are here." Joyce said leaving the house. Dawn stuck her tongue out at Buffy one more time and Buffy rolled her eyes walking down the stairs Dawn hot on her heels. The movers were now bringing in the couches, tables, chairs, the TV, the beds and the dressers. Dawn and Buffy grabbed the boxes they could handle and put them in the house. When the movers were done and the boxes had been put in the rooms where they belonged, Joyce ordered pizza.
"So girls are you excited about school tomorrow ?" Joyce asked trying to make conversation. Buffy looked at her mother and rolled her eyes and Dawn just snorted but neither girl replied. They ate dinner in silence that night, almost as if each of them was reflecting on the life they left behind. Buffy finished her pizza and threw the plate in garbage going upstairs. The more time she spent with her mother and her sister, the more she wanted to get away to collect her thoughts. She was really itching to take a walk. She went to the room which would now be hers, and grabbed a messenger bag from one of her boxes and threw it over her shoulder, trying to find which box contained her weapons, she found it and pulled out a stake, a cross and some holy water and placed them inside her bag. She was thankful that the movers or her mother didn't realize what was in this box, how exactly could she explain the horde of weapons she had. She knew she would have to hide them good because Dawn was nosy and went through all of her stuff, it was surprising she hadn't found the weapons yet.
Its pretty sad that I can't even go for a damn walk without being armed, Buffy thought as she left her room. She shut off the light and ran down the steps two at a time, getting ready to go out the front door.
"Buffy honey are you going somewhere?" Her mom called from the kitchen.
"Umm yeah I was just gonna take a walk see whats up around here." Buffy told her mom.
"Can I come?" Dawn asked magically appearing in the kitchen doorway.
"No." Buffy and Joyce said in unison.
"Aww, come on," Dawn whined, "I never get to do anything, Buffy gets to do everything." Dawn sat on the floor and pouted hands crossed in front of her chest.
"She is older than you are. Now stop whining or you will go to bed right now." Joyce told her youngest.
"I hate you Buffy!" Dawn shouted running up the stairs. Buffy just looked at her mother and rolled her eyes.
"Be back soon mom." Buffy said walking out the door.
"Be careful." She heard her mom call as she stepped onto the porch.
"Always am." Buffy mumbled to the night air. If only her mother knew just how well Buffy could protect herself. She started off down the street, just surveying her surroundings. When Buffy had gotten two blocks and run into her first graveyard, she felt something unsettling about this place and the hairs on the back of her neck began prickling. She continued walking trying to push the unsettling feeling to the back of her mind, but now she had another feeling and that was one of being followed. She turned and saw a man standing behind her, she quickly surveyed him and then his face changed. His forehead got all bumpy, his eyes glowed yellow, and he bared his fangs at Buffy hissing.
"Great, vampire." Buffy mumbled reaching for her stake.
"Slayer." The vampire said and rushed at Buffy. Buffy managed to kick him in the chest and knock him to the ground.
"How do you always know that? Do I smell?" She asked as the vampire tried to grab her leg, and she stepped on his face. "You know this stalking thing isn't the sexy way to get my attention." She plunged her stake in his chest, feeling it hit flesh, than bone, then muscle and finally he turned into a big pile of dust. Buffy returned her stake to the bag and brushed the vampire dust off of her.
"Whoa, what was that? Why did he turn to dust?" Buffy heard someone ask. Great, she thought, I've been here for less than twelve hours and already I'm holding up to my freak reputation. Buffy slowly turned around and faced a boy and girl who appeared to be her age. The boy was tall with brown hair, the girl was about Buffy's height with fiery red hair.
"Hi, I'm Buffy Summers." She said hoping to shift focus from the vampire she had just slayed.
"Hi I'm Willow Rosenberg, and this is Xander Harris." The girl said.
"Hello, I'm still wigging about the whole guy turning to dust deal." Xander interrupted.
"Oh yeah, y'think you could forget ya saw that?" Buffy asked a half-smile on her face.
"Let me think," Xander said, a pensive look come over his features, "Nope can't do it, now what was that and why did he turn to dust?"
"That would be a vampire. See you run this pointy piece of wood through their hearts and then poof big pile o' dust." Buffy said stepping closer to the kids.
"You must be new here huh?" Willow asked.
"Yeah just moved from LA about five hours ago." Buffy said.
"What year are you?"
"Sophomore, you?"
"Same, maybe me, you and Xander will have some classes together."
"Okay you see I'm still having a bit of a problem with vampires being in Sunnydale. I mean hello, vampires?! And I'm also not getting how you being as little as you are could kick ass like that." Xander said.
"Well I'm a vampire slayer that's what I do. Kill the ooglie-booglies and the things that go bump in the night, 'cept I didn't know there were any in Sunnydale. I kinda quit." Buffy told them.
"Well you sure come prepared for someone who quit." Xander said
"Yep that's my motto be prepared." Buffy quipped smiling at Xander.
"Well now that I know you are like Superchick or something would you mind walking us home?" Xander asked, Buffy laughed and shook her head. She walked them home telling them all about her calling and what she did, and about all the monsters she had come in contact with. They reached Xander's house first and he said goodnight to the two girls, then Buffy walked Willow home. Buffy had agreed to meet Willow and Xander in front of the school the next morning.
When Buffy got home it was a little after nine. She called up to her mom to let her know she was home, and then went to her bedroom. She shut the door behind her and began putting away her weapons, when she heard the door swing open and Dawn was standing there in her pajamas.
"God Dawn, don't you knock?" Buffy asked anger tinting her voice.
"Geez, sorry, whatcha doin'?" Dawn asked.
"None of your business, now go to bed." Buffy told her younger sister a hand on the door.
"I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry about telling you everything was your fault. Its not, well most of it is but I shouldn't of said that, and I'm sorry I told you I hated you." Dawn said quickly.
"No big, Dawnie, now go to bed you have a big day tomorrow." Buffy told her younger sister hugging her and kissing her head.
"'Night Buffy." Dawn said as she went back to her own room.
"Night Dawn." Buffy said shutting her door. Buffy pulled on a pair of pajamas and sat down on her bed pulling a picture out of a box. It was a picture of Buffy and her twin Faith on their fifth birthday only a little while before she was kidnapped.
"God Faith, where are you?" Buffy asked the picture, placing it on her nightstand, "I miss you. I love you and good night wherever you are." She flipped off the light and got under her covers quickly drifting to sleep.