Silmedin: I can't make the chapters any longer they end in specific spots. I'll try to update as often as possible but like I said my beta made a few suggestions and I'm considering re writing the entire ending.

Lexi: Found the story, read it loved it. It was written by Witchlight', which is posted on Fanfiction.net. Go have a read people, good story.

WhiteWolf: Yes Faith took down the Mayor and the initiative. As for the showdown could end up being more of an arse kicking g

RoseWill: I needed a good baddie, someone that knew Buffy and knew how to get to her. Spike seemed to be the logical choice but I had to time it carefully. No they don't want to know but they won't know that until after they find out.

Metalmayhem: I got recced? Cool. I'm glad you like the story, I was a little iffy about doing it in the beginning.

Sarcasticbunny: take your time with the fic, rushing out an idea or story line can ruin it. Been there done that ashamed of the story I ended up posting (I don't think that that particular story is actually anywhere on the net anymore)

Chapter 3

New York

December 13 2004

Bottom line is even if you see em coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asked for their life to change not really but it does.

So what are we helpless puppets? No, the big moments are gonna come you can't help that, that's when you find out who you are

Buffy grunted loudly as she used her waning strength to stake the last Vampire of the pack she had run across on the Lower East Side. While she had kept in shape she wasn't used to the combination of Slaying, studying and working at the same time anymore. If nothing else it was only sheer stubbornness that was keeping her going at this point, but she wasn't going to give up not this time.

Taking a deep breath to try and calm her racing heart Buffy squared her shoulders and started to make her way out of the ally she had found the pack in, not rushing but more sauntering down the street. She noticed immediately when it appeared that she was being followed; she had noticed them earlier in the evening. They didn't feel demonic to her senses but unfortunately her senses were sadly out of practice, the last week had helped her to hone them somewhat but they still needed quite a bit of work.

Stopping and crouching down she feigned tying non-existent shoelaces, while attempting to take a look at whoever it was that had been following her the entire night. He looked familiar, she didn't know where from, she couldn't be bothered finding out who he was. He had been following her the last two nights; she had classes tomorrow Make that today' she thought as she looked at her watch and straightened up. With a sigh Buffy headed back to her apartment for some much needed, and in her mind deserved sleep.

Detective Odafin Tutuola was slightly flummoxed but the nights events. Here was this tiny girl who looked like a soft wind would blow her away but she had just kicked the arses of guys twice her size without even flinching. From all he had seen this girl was a total enigma and from everything that they had managed to find out about the girl then she knew something about who was killing these girls and could lead them right to him.

What really confused him was he had seen her kill them, hell she had decapitated one of them, he had seen it with his own two eyes but there was no body. No evidence of a murder, a fight yes but no murder. Just lots of dust everywhere.

Fin followed her until they reached the apartment building she lived in, he watched her go inside and continued to watch as the lights came on. She didn't leave the building again that night, but stayed inside until 10 the next morning, when she exited looking like nothing but the college girl that she appeared to be. By this time Munch had taken over, any injuries from the previous nights activities had healed and all the dust had washed away.

That night she finally found who she was looking for.

14th December 2004

Buffy shivered as the wind picked up and cut through the streets of New York, she was still being followed, by more than one person this time. Well there was a person and a Vampire, she didn't know which she was more worried about.

She heard one of the quickening their pace to try and catch up to her, trying not to let her nervousness show through. Buffy had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach that something big was going to happen, and she had learned long ago to trust her gut feelings, more often than not they were right.

Increasing her pace slightly, she led them down random streets and alleys, not worried about where she was going. She was testing them, her speed gaining a little every few minutes, just to see if they could keep up with her. Surprisingly they did, even when she started to run when she found herself in a fairly dark ally, Buffy slowed down ever so slightly allowing the Vampire to gain on her.

Without warning she stopped and spun lashing out her right arm catching the Vampire who hadn't had time to stop across the neck. Not wanting any fuss she immediately staked him while he lay on the ground stunned.

Not far behind Olivia Benson watched in shock as the man on the ground exploded into dust. She started to slowly walk forward as another man appeared behind the Blond, then another, and another until there were twelve of them surrounding Buffy. Olivia reached around and grabbed her service pistol but before she could bring it to bear a strong cool hand grabbed her wrist, another locking around her neck.

"Not so fast Luv" a rough cockney voice reverberated in her ear "we're going to watch the Slayer play"

Further down the alley Buffy stood ready in fighting stance, waiting for the Vampires to make the first move. Slowly, one by one they each came forward to try and take on the Slayer. Unfortunately for them they were young, mere fledglings two maybe three days old. When their numbers had been cut down by half Buffy rolled her eyes sick of the game

"Come on Spike, I don't want to fight these babies all night." She spun into a roundhouse knocking a nameless Vampire to the ground "Is the Big Bad scared of the itty bitty Slayer" Her arm flashed out and buried the stake into the chest of another adding another coat of dust to the ground around her.

Pushing the Detective forward a little he squeezed her wrist until she dropped the gun, she knew she would have a bruise there tomorrow. That is if she survived until tomorrow, he moved his arm so it wrapped around her body just below her breasts pinning both arms to Olivia's side. Spikes second hand moved up to cover her mouth. Hoisting her up slowly so her feet were no longer touching the ground, he held on tightly making it hard for the detective to breath. They continued to watch, moving forward slowly, as Buffy continued fighting the Vampires.

"Isn't it beautiful" Spike murmured in Olivia's ear "Poetry in motion" his lips were cool next to her ear "Have you ever seen anything like it?" She couldn't see but his face but if she could she would have seen the eyes glaze to yellow, forehead raise and extend and the teeth elongate into fangs, the demon came forth as his Vampiric visage. He ran his fangs lightly over the Brunettes neck causing an involuntary shiver to run through her body.

"Watch," he took another step forward "you'll never see anything like it again"

Buffy finally dusted the last of the Vampires, they watched silently as the blond took a moment to center herself, she took a deep breath stretching her senses out, knowing there were two people near by. One human, one Vampire.

"Hello Cutie"

Buffy whirled around in shock, she knew the voice and she knew the phrase. They were both from a night that she would erase from existence if at all possible.

Walking down the darkened streets of Sunnydale California, Buffy Summers Vampire Slayer was doing her best to be invisible to anyone, everyone and everything that roamed the streets. She could hear the engine of an approaching car but ignored it and hoped that whoever it was ignored her as well.

She knew that her luck had run out well her luck had run out ages ago but it seemed that it had fallen to an all time low in the last 12 hours. The flashing of headlights and the piercing sound of a siren being flicked on then off. Stopping she raised her arms and turned slowly to face the car in time to see the police officer get out service pistol in hand but not raised yet.

Before her fight or flight instincts could kick in a figure clad entirely in black appeared out of nowhere, fist flew out and slammed into the head of the officer, knocking him unconscious. Standing in front of her now was the tall lean figure of one of the Vampires she hated the most.

"Hello cutie"

She forced the sudden surge of memory to the back of her mind, and forced herself not to react to the sight presented in front of her. She could see that Olivia was struggling to breathe with Spikes arm wrapped tight around her.

As for the Detective herself she was on the verge of panicking, she had already attempted several times to get free of the mans grip. Olivia knew that she had managed to get several good kicks to his shins but it did nothing but make his grip tighten and the lack of Oxygen was beginning to become an issue.

"What happened to our deal Spike?" Buffy crossed her arms over her chest and glared at the still Platinum blond Vampire. "You and Dru for Giles, you guys were going to leave the country"

Spike smirked at her, well she thought it was a smirk, it was a little hard to tell with his game face on. "That's the thing, me and Dru are no longer me and Dru. Apparently I became soft, I'm out to prove her wrong" The smirk dropped but his gaze never wavered "Did you like the presents I left for you?"

Both of them could see Buffy's face going red with anger, the fury evident in her eyes. Spike spoke up again she could hear the words although they did sound strange to her oxygen-deprived head

"You know something, you're cute when you're pissed"

Olivia had no idea what they were talking about, she could see Buffy's jaw clenched, small fists opening and closing. She felt something close over her neck, then a sharp stabbing pain. A trail of wetness made it's way downwards and was absorbed into her shirt. Her peripheral vision started to fade in and out; she knew she wouldn't be able to remain conscious for long. She felt a light pulling in her neck as though someone was sucking on it, but that didn't make sense why would he be sucking on her neck why would it hurt so much; she could never remember it hurting so much before.

The last thing she saw before letting unconsciousness take over was Buffy running towards them.

The three of them crashed to the ground, Olivia's unconscious form trapped between the Vampire and the Slayer. Buffy, being the first to recover grabbed Spike by the collar and threw him across the alley away from the Detective. It took him mere moments to recover and when the Slayer reached him again he was ready and lashed his foot out catching her in the chest. Stumbling back Buffy didn't have time to recover before Spike was up and laying punch after punch, she did her best to block them but was not ready when he spun round and caught her in a roundhouse that knocked her to the ground.

"Come on Slayer" Spike snarled at the blond as she struggled to get back on her feet "You beat Angelus!" His right hand shot out and caught her across the face in a vicious backhand. "You can do better than this!" Spike smirked as the blond fell back to the ground.

Buffy looked over at the prone form of Olivia, she could see the detectives' chest rise and fall lightly, blood trickling slowly down her neck where Spike had bitten her. She could feel wetness trailing down the side of her face, bringing a hand up she swiped at it, as she brought the hand down into sight she could see the red stain of fresh blood covering it.

Her own blood

Buffy never saw the combat boot covered foot heading towards her.

The Strobe

New York City

August 2004

I had been nearly 30 years since he had last been in New York, after killing the Slayer of the day he hadn't been inclined to return, there was no reason to, no challenge here anymore.

Until now.

He had been searching for her for years, normally it would be easy to find a Slayer, you just go to where the dead demons are, but it seemed as though this Slayer was not out slaying. The only dead demons were in Sunnydale and she wasn't there.

There was a new Slayer there.

He didn't give a damn about the new girl. It was the other he wanted, the one who had killed the Master, beat Angelus and nearly stopped him.

He wanted his revenge.

He would get it, he had found her, out of the blue, he had been out one night looking for a meal when he came across a night club. Something had drawn him to it, he didn't know what at first, but when he got inside he understood. Young supple bodies, filled with warm rushing blood, packed into this one building like sardines in a can. As he pushed his way through the crowd, he could smell something, something familiar.

Her.

Then he saw her. The one he had been searching for. Something screamed at him to go after her, kill her now and get it over and done with, but another part of him held back. Told him that waiting would be better, planning the complete downfall and destruction of her, mind body and soul, would be better.

He liked that idea.

So he waited

And he planned

And he got her.

Her butt was cold. That was the first thing that managed to make it into Olivia Benson's foggy mind. Ok start of the top.

Toes check

Fingers check

The little things worked that was a good sign and her hearing was working pretty well, she could hear yelling, and grunts, and a cry of pain.

That wasn't good. Forcing her eyes open she managed to focus them just in time for a mans booted foot to make contact with Anne's head. The girl dropped to the ground unmoving, the man stood over her and smirked before kicking the girl in the ribs.

Olivia cringed as the girl's body jerked with the force of the kick, but she didn't move. Flexing her right hand to test the strength, she nearly cried out loud with the pain that shot up her entire arm. Clenching her jaw Olivia forced herself to remain silent as she moved her arm to grasp her cell phone from her pocket. With more energy than she had available to her Olivia, she flipped open the phone and hit the first number she found and the send button.

Hopefully whomever she had called would pick up.