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As response to some reviews, I realize I'm being rather vague, but bare with it for a little longer. Soon everything will be revealed and I can honestly say that the plot is VERY original. I'm still rather weirded out that I thought of it
Anyway, with the story (not that any of you actually read author notes)
Chapter Two: Visitors
Faith walked into the crowded bar, scanning quickly for any possible dangers before relaxing. Her sense of ease vanished at the sight of her sister slayer in deep conversation with three strangers. All male, which caused Faith to fight the impulse to drag Buffy away from them. Preferably, to her hotel room.
The dark slayer grimaced as she recognized the dark haired boy. For the last two weeks since Buffy's mysterious disappearing act, the Scooby gang had barely seen the blond slayer. The blond choosing to spend time with a variety of strangers whom none of the gang had ever seen before. Even Angel, her supposed soulmate and star-crossed lover, hadn't seen Buffy except during patrol. No one had managed to get Buffy to talk about why she had freaked out in the library, or why she had run away. Or even where she had gone.
The Scoobs had managed to catch Buffy talking to a dark-haired boy before she slipped off again. Pressed for information, Buffy admitted that his name was David and he was an old friend from Los Angelus. Willow and Xander had accepted the answer, but Faith had noticed the slight pause before Buffy had given the boy's name. As if Buffy knew him by another name…or had forgotten it temporarily.
Willow and Xander, although jealous of the time their friend was spending with her old L.A. friends, were willing to accept the situation as temporary. Faith, however, was much more suspicious. Crushing-from-afar over Buffy as she was, Faith kept the older slayer at a certain awareness. So whereas, the Scoobies had only noticed a few new comers into their friend's life, Faith had a much higher count.
There were seven different teenagers that were repeatedly seen with Buffy. But Faith had counted over twenty people the older girl had been seen hanging out with once, but never since. In fact, Faith had scoured Sunnydale in order to 'aquaint' herself with their comings and goings, but had yet to find a trace. The dark slayer avoided mentioning her observations to the others; her reluctance stemming from the fear that she was being paranoid. Also, Faith really didn't want to answer any pointed questions regarding why she kept her sister slayer on such close surveillance.
Faith headed to the bar, ordering a beer, before returning to her attentions to Buffy. Out of corner of her eye, she noticed the Scoobies frowning in the direction of Buffy. It was when those looks turned to ones of shock did Faith return her full attention to Buffy; her own eyes widening as she watched the straight-laced girl dance.
Buffy and the three boys danced wildy, and sexually. The crowd moved away to watch the exhibition as the four performed a highly charged 'mating dance'. Each danced in perfect sync with the others, as if their movements were choreographed. The space between the dancers was that of inches, with only the occasional touches, that became more charged with heat because of rather than despite the rarity. And at the centre of storm was Buffy.
Xander was painfully reminded of his dance with Buffy after her breakdown over her fight with the Master. Only that dance was a waltz compared to way Buffy moved now. Willow watched as the three boys danced around her friend, as if vying for her attentions like animals in heat. She couldn't believe it as she watched her friend sensually dance with one boy then disserted him for another. Faith barely controlled the urge to break arms as she watched the sexually charged movements between Buffy and the boys. Especially seeing the look of lust reflected in their eyes.
The dance ended to the disappointment of the crowd. As Buffy headed back to her table, ignoring the Scooby table, Faith noticed a strange look in her eyes. It vanished quickly but not before Faith recognized it. With a start, she realized it was the same wild and dark look in Buffy's eyes when saved Faith's life the night of her freak out.
Faith shuddered with apprehension and remembrance.
The nigh the wolves howled.
Colonel Jack O'Neill groaned as he looked at the mound of paperwork on his desk. Although he loved his job as leader of SG1 and second-in-command of the SGC, he also hated all the paperwork involved.
O'Neill missed Black Ops for the simple reason that there had been little or no paperwork. Most of the time, the only record of his missions was what he, his teammates, and his direct superiors chose to remember.
Hoping to avoid the torture for a little longer, O'Neill booted his laptop to check his email. One caught his immediate interest; no subject and the sender's addressed was blocked. Opening the message, Jack was confronted with a jumble of symbols.
Immediately, Jack went and unplugged the security camera then turned to lock the door. Jack knew he only had a few minutes before a security team was sent to investigate the disabled camera. So Jack quickly cracked opened his Gamboy. Inside, O'Neill retrieved an imbedded chip and attached it to a ps/2 board that was hidden in a secret drawer in his desk. Inserting the component into the laptop, Jack began to expertly decode the message.
Had any of his friends been able to enter the room just then, they would have been shocked at his sudden technological abilities. Even though Jack was no longer Black Ops, O'Neill was under orders to not reveal certain abilities or knowledge. Especially when it might lead to questions as to where he had attained them.
Slowly the message took shape, causing Jack to look to the ceiling with a crossed expression.
Forcryinoutloud!
Hearing footsteps, Jack wiped the hard drive– making sure no trace of the message remained. Quickly, he unlocked the doors and welcomed the suspicious guards. After the guards reassured themselves that the camera was working again, O'Neill ushered them out of the room and returned to his desk. Looking at his new paperweight, he smiled as he imagined Carter's expression as he explained that he had 'accidentally' wiped the hard drive.
The smile faded as he remembered the message and stared at the black screen as if it would magically reappear.
Project Full Moon Reinitiated
Gathering commenced at Sunnydale, Ca
The First still Sleeping
First one contacted but unawakened
Please advise
Jack reached for the phone.
"Hello, I would like a one-way ticket to Los Angelus – as well as a rental vehicle and a road map to Sunnydale."
TBC
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