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Chapter 6

Two Weeks Later
-August 3rd, 2004 8:00am-

"All I am saying is I don't think he has what it takes to be the President
of the United States," said Buffy as she was entering the door to Giles
apartment arms filled with groceries.
"Yeah and President Bush is a much better candidate. Please! Look at the
situation in Iraq, it is in shambles," retorted Willow also having her hands
filled with groceries.
"May I point out John Kerry agreed with the President. Dawn get your butt
down here and help bring in the groceries," called Buffy into the apartment.
Buffy was exhausted, she had received little to no sleep ever since she
arrived in Italy. The past couple of weeks was all researching and preparing
for battle. Giles wanted her to stay home and train but Buffy needed to get
out.
"Did you get it?" asked Dawn as she bounded down the stairs towards the
kitchen.
"Get what? Oh your cereal. I couldn't find Frosted Flakes but I found
this!" said Buffy proudly holding up a cereal box.
"Fiocchi Di Avena?" questioned Dawn.
"I think it means corn flakes in Italian. I am surprised I didn't see it at
home. Very nutritious and expensive," said Buffy.
"The whole point about Frosted Flakes is that they are frosted with you
know, sugar," said Dawn taking the box anyway and getting a bowl from the
cabinet.
"Oh God forbid you eat anything healthy," said Buffy taking out more
groceries and placing them on the counter. Xander, Connor and Gunn came into
the kitchen to claim their food. Illyria followed in interest.
"Be glad you have that at all Dawnie. We almost didn't make it back here
alive," said Willow opening a yogurt.
"It's not my fault they drive on the wrong side of the road!" protested
Buffy.
"Sweet Twinkies!" proclaimed Xander as he tore at the package.
"What are Twinkies?" asked Illyria.
"Only the best invention of a high carb snack! Here try one," said Xander
his mouth full of one.
"Hmm. I don't like the texture," said Illyria examining it. "Smells bad
too. It must be destroyed," said Illyria walking to the toilet.
"Woah, let's not waste perfectly good food here," said Xander taking it from
her.
"With what you guys are consuming I would be surprised if you make it past
30," said Buffy, putting some milk in the fridge.
"So any new info break while we were gone?" asked Buffy.
"Yes actually," said Giles coming down stairs with a book in one hand and a
cup of tea in the other.
"Unfortunately our green horny friend has said that anytime now they could
finish the ritual," said Xander.
"We learned that they need one last thing. To drain the blood of a Slayer,"
said Wesley piping in.
"That won't be hard to find," said Buffy.
"We aren't talking about the potentials that were turned. We are talking
about the original Slayer," explained Wesley.
"In other words you love," said Spike appearing from a dark corner.
"Oh. Great," said Buffy.
All of a sudden there came a loud rumble and shaking.
"What, an earthquake in England?" yelled Anya through the noise. "I thought we
left this in California!"
"Quick everyone to a door frame!" yelled Buffy.
"Why a door frame?" asked Illyria who wasn't the least bit troubled by what
was happening.
"Just come on!" yelled Wesley pulling Illyria under the door frame he was
under.
The windows of the house started to break and the ground started to crack.
Tara came tumbling down the stairs right into Willow. Both were knocked to
the ground. Spike quickly picked them up and brought them to the others.
"Dawn get over--" Buffy was cut off by a large support beam coming down
onto her head knocking her cold. Angel quickly grabbed her and pulled her
under his door frame. Spike glared at Angel. Dawn ran towards everyone else
but tripped over one of the cracks and fell to the ground.
As she was getting up Connor noticed the ceiling starting to cave above her.
"Dawn look out!" yelled Giles from a corner. The ceiling caved but Connor
threw himself into her knocking her out of the way. Buffy awoke just as the
shaking stopped.
"Is everyone okay?" asked Gunn getting up.
"Yeah," most replied.
"That wasn't naturally caused," said Giles wiping his brow.
"It must have been them. But how. How could they. I mean Buffy is here,"
said Wesley breathing heavily.
"Faith," murmured Buffy.

-August 2nd, 2004 11:30pm-

Faith stepped out of the airport into the dark and dreary London night.
"So this is London, huh?" asked Faith to herself. "They were right about it
being rainy and miserable," she said zipping up her worn out leather jacket.
"Okay where to go," she said taking up a folded up letter with instructions
on it. Faith wondered through the streets of London not exactly knowing
where to go. All she knew is that she was looking for a worn down warehouse.
She knew she should probably check in with Buffy and the rest of the
scoobies before an assault but she wasn't planning one. She figured she
could do some surveying first. An hour later she reached her desired
destination. Pleased, she crept up to one of the windows and bent down,
looking through the smudged window. All she could make out were a couple of
vamps in black cloaks. She could just make out the one sitting on scrap
metal resembling a form of throne. If only she could get a little closer
look. She went over to the next window but not as gracefully as the first.
She tripped over a rock embedded in the ground and went face first into the
window. Faith put up her arms to protect her face as she came crashing into
the warehouse. When she opened her eyes it was still dark and silent but
then a few rough grips came onto her back and arms and she was dragged where
there was light.
"Master, here is the intruder," said one of the hooded vampires.
"Ah, one of the original Slayers," it spoke with the most irritable and
bone chilling voice. "I would have preferred the blonde one but you will do
just as well. Bring her forth!" he commanded. The two vamps obeyed and
brought Faith up near the Master. As Faith was being dragged she noticed
that the Master's throne laid upon a massive conveyor belt. She tried
loosening one of her boots. She had a plan.
"You don't know how long I have been waiting for this moment. Once I have
completed draining you this dimension will finally be destroyed. Bring her
closer!" The vamps brought Faith right up into his face. His breath was
horrendous and stunk of rotten flesh. "What's your name?" he asked.
"My name is Faith," she replied not showing any sign of being intimidated.
"Well Faith you know what I hate most about this dimension?" he asked.
"That most of us brush our teeth and judging by the smell of your mouth
that can't be too popular where you are from," remarked Faith.
"Shut your mouth!" he yelled and smacked her across the face. He then
pulled her by her hair so they were touching cheek to cheek. "What I hate
most about this dimension is how much each being cares about each other. It
is disgusting."
"So is your face," punned Faith as she kicked off her boot and sent it
flying to the ON button for the conveyor belt. The master cried out in
frustration as he was being pulled along. His grip on Faith was still strong
until Faith gave him a good kick in the head which sent him off his throne.
He did, however, manage to cut Faith's arm causing Faith's blood to smudge
along his hand but Faith was released from his grip. Faith then started to
be attacked from all sides from the hooded vamps. One by one she took them
out. She had no stake so decapitation was the only way. When she finally
managed to break free from the vamp strong hold she decided to make a run
for it. Only problem is she couldn't find the windows. She ran to the
nearest door and shut it quickly behind her, hearing it lock in place. It
was completely dark. She heard muffling noises all around her. She pondered
what it could be. She rummaged through her other boot to reveal a lighter
that airline security missed. She flicked it on and to her astonishment she
was surrounded by cages 30 feet wide and 50 feet tall. In them was a
horrible site. In some there were humans, alive but starving. In others
there was a mixed species of man, some form of goblin and wolf.
"What the hell are they planning here," asked Faith to herself. She then
noticed something that appeared to be a person in his own cage, curled up
naked. Faith went to get a closer look. He was taking very short breaths
and was shivering uncontrollably.
"Oh my God. Oz?" asked Faith in astonishment.

Thank you so much for reading I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I
enjoyed writing it! Whoever is next will have a lot of fun playing around
with these additional characters. Good luck to the next person!