A/N: THANX 4 THE REVIEWS!!!
CHAPTER 3REAWAKENING
Buffy jumped up from her bed and scanned the room searching for the source of that voice, "Show yourself!" she demanded.
Suddenly her surroundings changed, she was in the desert with a wolf standing beside a feral looking woman with a campfire situated between them. Buffy back away but failed to as she felt herself gravitate towards the two figures.
The feral woman spoke up, "Death is your gift."
Buffy glared at the woman, "Death is not a gift, it's a curse, my curse, the bane of my existence. I bring death to all those I care for."
The woman circled Buffy as the wolf stayed where it was. "Death is your gift."
Buffy narrowed her eyes at the woman and said, "Who are you and what is your obsession with this 'death is your gift' thing?"
The feral woman's appearance changed into that of Kendra. Buffy felt her heart constrict at the sight of her sister slayer. "Kendra?"
Kendra walked up to Buffy and smiled, "No, I am not. I am and will always be, the bringer of death. Death is my gift as well as it is yours. Slayer is what I am and Slayer is what I will always be. Death is our gift, it is what we give and what we take."
Buffy backed away from 'Kendra' or whoever it was. "You're the first Slayer?"
Kendra nodded and continued, "Our line was created from the same dark powers that created evil. But those who watched became greedy and jealous of our powers."
"The Watcher's?"
"Yes. Long have they corrupted our gifts for their own purpose."
"Okay, I get that, joined the club, heck I even wore the t-shirt. But again, what's with the 'death is your gift'?"
"Your gift is what gives us hope and freedom."
Buffy furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "Where's Giles when you need him with the cryptic talk. So what, am I going to have to die again? Or am I going on a killing spree? Care to elaborate?"
Kendra morphed back into the first slayer and said, "Your destiny has been set, he will come for you, you cannot resist him. You are both bound to each other."
"Hold up. What are you talking about? Or more importantly who? Last time I checked, the love of my life was sent to hell and I'm not exactly looking for a permanent relationship, what with the whole I-might-die-before-I-turn-21."
"Numan, he will come for you."
"Riiiiight. Okay then."
The wolf growled at her, "Down doggy!" said Buffy.
The first slayer then spoke again, "She is the missing piece. Wake now, she is here!"
Before Buffy could say anything, she felt a sharp pain on her ankle. Buffy fell and screamed out and opened her eyes. She stared into a pair of golden eyes of a wolf, baring its teeth and growling menacingly at her.
Buffy pushed the wolf off of her but as soon as she did, the wolf charged at her again. Buffy rolled out of the way and ran out of her destroyed door. She ran out into the hallway and raced down the stairs. "What is it with me and wild animals?"
Buffy knew the wolf was gaining on her as she felt herself weaken at the loss of blood. Buffy kept running, allowing the Slayer side of her to take over. Buffy's survival instincts kicked in and she felt her strength return, if only for a few minutes.
Kyla lunged at her rival, sensing her weakening again. This time, she bit into Anne's side, satisfied that she heard bones crunching she turned back into her human form.
Clark made his way to Joe's Diner, hoping that Anne would be there since she forgot to give him her address where he could pick her up.
Buffy screamed out again, and began to cough up blood. She looked up at her attacker and there stood a beautiful woman, brunette with blood dripping from the side of her mouth and her fingertips.
Clark heard a scream coming from a few blocks away, he ran out of the diner towards the scream.
"Numan is mine!" said Kyla. And morphed herself into her wolf form.
Buffy forced herself to sit up and defiantly looked the approaching wolf in the eyes, "You can have him. I don't want him."
Buffy swore she saw the wolf smirk before it lunged at her, and that was the last thing she remembered.
Clark turned into the alley where he was sure the scream came from. He saw a large silver haired dog attacking a blonde woman on the ground. Clark grabbed the animal which he realised was a wolf and threw it against the wall. He leaned over to check if the woman was still alive, he pushed her hair out of her face and gasped in surprise to see Anne.
"Oh God. No, please no."
Clark picked her up and sped to the hospital occasionally checking her pulse time and time again. When he entered the emergency room he said, "She was attacked by a large animal, she's got a bite on her ankle but she's lost a lot of blood from the bite on her side. I think some of her ribs are broken."
The paramedic tried to calm him down as they placed Buffy in a stretcher and rolled her into the emergency operating table. "Sir, what's her name?"
"Anne."
"Are you a relative?"
Clark paused for a minute then said, "I'm her fiancé."
"Well sir, Anne's in a critical condition, we're going to do the best we can."
Clark sat down and buried his head in his hands. "I can't lose you now, I just found you."
Meanwhile in Sunnydale...Faith Rogers, the new Slayer assigned to the Hellmouth was patrolling the cemetery with the Scoobies, her slayer sister's friends and team members. Her Watcher, Wesley Windham-Pryce was with the older Watcher, Rupert Giles researching about a possible apocalypse with the alarming rise of demon numbers in Sunnydale.
Giles was preparing some tea when he heard Wesley call for him, "Mr. Giles, I think you need to see this."
Giles quickly ran out of his office and sat beside the new Watcher. He looked down at the page of the Codex that Wesley was pointing at. "Oh dear Lord, it can't be," gasped Giles.
On the page were a picture of a woman with golden hair and the flames of a golden phoenix above her head. She stood above a turquoise square and on the bottom of the page it said: A battle fought between darkness and light
The Champion of the Light shall triumph
But the price will cost her, her flame
The light that once shone will go out
What once was lost will now be found
The Champion will fall but shall be reborn
The Champion will be no longer
The Golden Phoenix shall rise
Death is her gift; it brings us the freedom we seek.
In the operating table the doctor's were fighting a losing battle. Anne had flat lined 6 minutes ago and they've tried everything.
"Who wants to call it?" asked one of the doctors.
Just as one if the nurses was going to reply, the lights in the operating room blew out. All was quiet except the unmistakable beeping of the heart monitor.
Buffy Anne Summers gasped for air as her eyes fluttered open.
The doctors and nurses all walked up to her and jumped back as she suddenly got up.
A few of the nurses gasped while one of the doctors shouted, "How did you... your scars are gone... but you were..."
"Dead? Again?" Buffy interrupted. "So this is my gift? Death is my gift?" The doctors and nurses were so entranced by the not so dead Anne that they didn't even notice that she was walking out of the operating room.
Clark was on the verge of tears when he felt a tap on his shoulders and a familiar voice spoke out, "Um, sorry I'm late."
Clark's head snapped up, "Anne?"
"Hi. So...are we still on for tonight?"
TBC