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Disclaimers: All characters here are owned by Joss Whedon and co. They are in no way mine, and there is going to be no profit made from this story, except for my personal enjoyment.

Distribution: Anywhere, just tell me where it's going, and give me credit (The-Aussie-Witch)

Spoilers: Season 6, and some Season 7 rumoured spoilers (I'm not looking at all the spoilers for Season 7)

Rating: PG-13 because of violence and language, and because there is no M-15+ on Fanfiction.net (An Australian Rating standing for Mature Audiences, fifteen and older).

Summary: starts straight from the minute Grave left off! I am not a Spike and Buffy 'shipper' and I'm not sure if things will be right between those two as of yet (Maybe, maybe not). Some 'people' from Spike's past as a human might be involved as well.

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Chapter 6

Sam was sick of this prison already. Everything in this new prison was grey and bland. The floor and walls were concrete and even the prisoner's uniforms were grey. There was hardly a change in colour wherever he went. Sam had just finished getting his meal, after waiting for what could only be half an hour in the line. He looked around and saw a friend that he had made in the few days he had been here. He walked over to the table and sat across from it. He looked back to the line of prisoners that were queued and saw that it was remarkably long. He saw a dark haired girl push her way in and grab some food and then start to walk off.

"Who's that?" Sam asked his friend Graham.

"Who? Her?" Graham replied while nodding in the girl's direction.

"Yeah," Sam replied.

"I think her name's Faith. Don't really know. She doesn't talk that much. The deal is that no one gets in her way, and she doesn't kill you," Graham replied. Sam tried to hold in a small burst of laughter.

"What's she in for?" Sam asked.

"She confessed to killing the deputy mayor of Sunnydale," Graham replied. There was a short silence as both men watched the girl.

"She can't just go and push in like that. I waited for half a bloody hour, and she waits for two seconds. Someone needs to talk to her," Sam said.

"Oh, well, fine, but she's the top dog around here. It's your funeral. When you're laying in your own pool of blood on the floor, I'm just going to come by and say I told you so," Graham replied. Graham could tell that Sam was intimidated by the girl, who looked small compared to him. Graham knew that Sam just wanted an excuse to make a reputation for himself, and the best way to do that was to show that he was better than Faith. Sam looked like a big bloke, but he had nothing compared to Faith, and Graham knew this. Sam got up and walked towards the girl. He stood in front of her, blocking the way. The girl tried to go around him, but Sam stopped her by moving his body so it was in the way. Sam looked down on the girl, amazed that someone so skinny and small could be at the top of the ladder around these parts.

"Get out of my way," she muttered to him.

"You think that you can just barge in and take whatever you want?" Sam asked her in a hostile voice. He watched as the girl just turned away from him and started to walk away. He moved up behind her, put his hand on her shoulder and spun around. "No one walks away from me." He saw the girl just look up at him, and then turn to walk away again. Sam knew that his reasons for becoming hostile towards the girl were stupid, but he didn't see why this tiny little girl had all the power among the prisoners, and he wanted to take it from her by beating her up, therefore showing that he was better than her. "Don't turn your back to me," Sam said to her. He noticed that half the prisoners were watching the small confrontation now. He squeezed on the small dark haired girl's shoulder and stopped her from moving.

"Mate, you're a dead man," the nearest person said to him. Before he knew what was happening, the girl had put her tray down on the nearest table and had slowly turned around to him.

"I'm telling you this once. You leave me alone and I won't have to kick your ass across the room," the girl said to him, more confidence in her voice. "I haven't been in a fight here in a really long time, and I'm looking forward to one. Either you let me go right now, or I get to party," the girl mocked.

"I don't think so," Sam replied. The girl was extremely intimidating, and she obviously had a big mouth, and she was really pissing him off. He pulled his right hand back and punched towards the girl. To his amazement, he found his fist caught in her palm.

"Fine then. Let's party," the girl said before throwing his fist away. He let the girl go with his left hand and punched towards the girl again. The girl just threw his punch away with her left arm, and before he knew it, she ducked down and delivered a viscous uppercut to his stomach. He could feel his breakfast starting to move up his stomach as he bent over. He stood up and saw the girl standing there side on to him, her right leg in front of her left with both her fists raised against her chest. He just had time to stand up straight before the girl sidestepped towards him and kicked him in the chest, sending him crashing to the table behind him. Sam felt a sharp pain in his back as it crashed into the side of the long bench. He stood up and held his left hand to his back which was now throbbing with pain. He saw the girl, Faith, striding towards him and she hit him in the stomach again. On reaction, be bent forward again, and from the top of his vision he saw the girl's elbow coming for the back of his head. Before he knew what hit him, his face was hurtling towards the ground. He felt his nose break as it hit the concrete.

Graham got up and walked over to where Sam was now lying. He saw Faith walk away, pick up her tray and sit down and start to eat. He looked down at Sam, who had now managed to turn over onto his back. Graham could see that he had a broken nose as there was a huge lump on it, and there was blood gushing out of it.

"I told ya so," he said while looking at Sam directly in the eye.

Buffy walked alongside her sister in the cemetery, keeping an eye out for anything that needed slaying. Dawn had insisted on coming on patrol with Buffy tonight. The first reaction that Buffy had was to immediately say no, but then she remembered the pit and how Dawn had handled herself. She had changed her mind, and decided to let Dawn come along.

"You never said that it would be this cold," Dawn said to Buffy with her arms crossed trying to keep the warmth in.

"Haven't you ever seen the movies? It's always cold in a cemetery at night time," Buffy replied. "Haven't I taught you. Always trust the movies." Dawn looked at her sister in confusion.

"Oookay, yeah. So, there's really nothing called a Vampire Slayer and all the vampires can turn into bats?" Dawn said, mocking Buffy.

"Well… okay, don't trust the movies," Buffy replied. Buffy looked up at the stars and noticed that there was an extraordinary amount of them out tonight. She had never seen as many stars in her life. Three of them seemed to be moving, and twirling around each other. "That's weird."

"What?" Dawn asked.

"Those stars there. They're moving," Buffy pointed towards the stars.

"You sure they're stars?" Dawn asked. "They could be satellites, or U.F.O's."

"Well, umm satellites don't move like that, and U.F.O's aren't real," Buffy replied.

"Oh, but demons and vampires and all are?" Dawn said. Buffy looked at her sternly.

"Yes. Yes they are," she replied while turning to look back at the stars. They moved back into their places and stayed there.

"Hey, they're part of the Big Squiggly Line," Dawn said. Buffy looked at her, her mouth slightly open.

"Huh?" she asked in confusion.

"The Big Squiggly Line. It's a star constellation," Dawn answered.

"I don't think that's a star constellation," Buffy replied. "They usually have cool names like Taurus or The Saucepan or something."

"It's Tara's constellation. She has her own names for them," Dawn said. Her voice dropped, "she showed it to me." Buffy just looked at Dawn for a long time.

"Oh," she simply answered. Buffy heard a stick snap near them and she snapped her head around and looked in the direction it had came from. She saw three figures walking towards them, checking the names of all the graves as they went. Buffy felt a slight tingling sensation on the back of her neck, signalling that they were vampires. "Dawn. Vampires, over there, three of them. Do you see?"

"Yeah, I see them," Dawn replied.

"Okay. I want you just to watch. Don't come and fight," Buffy said.

"Yeah, I got you," Dawn replied, the disappointment evident in her voice. Buffy knew that Dawn wasn't ready to fight yet. She could handle herself, but not against a vampire. Buffy reached into her jacket pocket and gave a steak to Dawn.

"If one of them comes near you, try to shove this through their heart. But only if they come near you!" Buffy explained to Dawn while giving her the steak. Dawn nodded her head. Buffy moved off towards the vampires and she could hear Dawn close behind her. When they were ten metres away from the vampires, Buffy signalled Dawn to wait there. She looked over her shoulder and saw Dawn stop and wait, the steak in her hand. Buffy continued towards the vampires, who now had their backs turned towards her. She put purpose into her stride and wasn't surprised when one turned around. She was surprised though when he said her name.

"Buffy," he said. The other two turned around now.

"Slayer," another one of them said. They were all dressed in black, and they all had on long black dusters.

"You know me, but I don't know you?" Buffy said.

"That's not important," the first vampire replied.

"Oh, I seem to think it is. I need to know your names before I kill you. It's called being polite," Buffy replied in a know-it-all voice.

"Our master will drink your blood once he rises Slayer," the second vampire said.

"Sorry. Been there, done that. Boring now," Buffy replied while stepping forward and kicking the vampire. To her surprise, the kick hardly registered to him.

"We are not going to do this now Slayer. We will not fight you," the middle vampire said.

"Fine. Makes the killing easier," Buffy replied. she stepped forward and whipped a steak out of her jacket. With one quick, practiced movement she plunged it into the third vampire. He turned to dust before her. When Buffy turned around to face the other vampires but they were gone. Buffy looked around, but she couldn't see them anywhere. She walked back over to Dawn, obviously disappointed with the night's 'slayage'.

"Is it usually like that?" Dawn asked.

"Nope. Usually they're all little piles of dust by now," Buffy replied while putting her steak back into her jacket's pocket. They both patrolled for another hour, but didn't find anything.

The elder had felt her presence long ago. She was powerful, very powerful. One of the most powerful of her kind. But he had a job to do, and nothing would deter him from that. He and his group would do whatever there was in their power to restrain the young girl. They didn't need her to unleash upon them, as they knew that they would be powerless to do anything.

Willow lay on the red chequered rug that she had placed out before. She could feel Tara's hand in hers as they lay on their backs beside each other. It was nice lying here, with Tara. Willow was looking at the blonde witch as she stared up at the sky.

"See, that one there. I think it looks like a little puppy," Tara said while pointing upwards. Willow looked up to where Tara's hand was pointing, but only saw a big white cloud.

"Where?" Willow asked softly.

"See, that one," Tara said. Willow saw the cloud that Tara was pointing at.

"It doesn't look like a puppy," Willow replied.

"Sure it does. See, there's the tail, there's it's legs, and there's it's head," Tara said while pointing to various parts of the cloud.

"Oh. It does look like a puppy," Willow said, a grin on her face. "That's one fat puppy." Willow was often awe struck at how Tara saw things, and how she used her imagination. Willow turned her head back to watch Tara, who was concentrating on the clouds.

"Oh my god! Willow! That one there, it looks like us, when we're…" Tara said. Willow didn't hear any of the words that Tara said. She was spellbound by her lover. "Willow… Willow…," she briefly heard. The voice started to fade and in its place, another came.

"Willow… Willow… Wake up. We're here," she heard. She opened her eyes only to see Giles looking down at her.

"Huh?" she asked sleepily. "Giles? What are you doing here? Where am I?"

"We're in the Exmoor Forrest, at the Coven," Giles replied. Willow looked around and saw that she was in Giles' car.

"Oh," she sighed. It had only been a dream. She saw Giles getting out of the car, and she soon followed. When she got out, the cold struck her and she crossed her arms over her chest. She looked around at her surroundings, awe struck. Around her there were giant trees, some of them pine trees, some were some kind of other tree. The ground was littered with leaves, and the air was cold and moist. To Willow, it looked like something out of a fantasy movie. "Wow," she said while looking around her. She saw a dirt path that led off into the forest. Giles was walking towards it, and Willow followed him, her arms still crossed. All doubts in her mind about the coven vanished as she was thrilled to be in a place like this.

"It's not a far walk to the main homestead," Giles said.

"Homestead?" Willow asked.

"Yes. Most of the coven lives here in the forest. Depending on what is to happen, we might be staying with them for a while," Giles said to her.

"Oh," Willow replied, fear clear in her voice. She didn't want to be the centre of attention, and she didn't want people looking at her like she was some sort of monster. They knew what she was capable of, as they were the ones that directed Giles back to Sunnydale. Suddenly, Willow felt a great sense of dread inside her. She said nothing, and only walked behind Giles, knowing that what she was doing was necessary.

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So, tell me what ya think… any plot suggestions would be great, although I already have one in my head, but could use a couple of different things. More to happen next chapter!