Sorry this is a little late, but I had less free time than I thought I would this week. Plus I got a hold of the new Harry Potter book and spent two days reading and nothing else. I didn't check over this chapter so it's probably full of typos, sorry but I wanted to post it as quickly as possible.

Next chapter should be up on Sunday.

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Belladonna, fyrechild, Makura Koneko, Clem is the flabby demon that first appeared in Life Serial during the sixth season. He's a friend of Spike's and has appeared intermittently throughout the past two seasons.

Kat, hee hee, I'm so glad you're enjoying this story so much.

theICEBear, thank you so much for your review. It's nice to know that everyone seems believable and so is the plot line. I always worry about moving things a little too fast, but thank you.

Jedi Buttercup, thank you for the compliment. I'm glad to know that my story line is original.

wolfg07, you'll find out what Jean and Storm were up to in this chapter. It's about the most that I'm pulling from the second movie.

Lora Darcy, thanks for the info about the typo. I had caught it after I posted but was too tired to correct it. I'll go back later and fix it. Glad you liked Clem, he was always one of my favorite characters on the show.

Lisette, I usually have horrendous problems writing fight scenes which is why they are usually short, but I'll try harder. And the answer to him smelling the changes in Buffy get sort of answered in this chapter.

stargal, Plato has a good crossover called Buffy and the X-Men. Other than that I haven't really come across ones that really stood out.

Sterling-Ag, I know that it was kind of weird to kill of the Scoobies, but I really had to do it. It has a lot to do with her character and her motivations in my story. As for Buffy being too powerful, I've made some changes to her that I haven't completely explained yet. I know a bit about Wolverine's history, I did some reading to know about his abilities, but I took the movie route cause I have a nearly clean slate to work with. There is just so much history in the comic that it's hard to include it all. And Hugh Jackman happens to be 6'-3" and I've read around and Wolverine is only suppose to be 5'-3". But Buffy isn't really tall either and when you're short (I'm only 5'-2") everybody seems to be tall in comparison. I just happened to choose the tall version cause he's who I visualize when I write. But thank you so much for your review and taking the time to expression her opinions. And I know you're not telling me how to write, I do appreciate the review. It also gives me a chance to justify my choices. I hope you do continue to read!

And once again, I'm open to any suggestions you guys might have for events in the story. I've got some definite things to happen but the rest is fair game. Especially any info you may have on the evil mutants, can't seem to find info on them anywhere.

Thank you guys so much for all of your reviews!!

Chapter Six

"I thought I recognized your voice," Clem said as Buffy quickly untied him.

"What are you doing here? And how did you get tied up?" She asked as she enveloped him in a huge hug.

"Moved here after I left Sunnydale," he answered cheerfully. "Not quite sure how I ended up here though. One minute I was playing kitten poker, next I woke up here tied up."

Cyclops and Wolverine were still standing on the inside of the factory's door. Wolverine sniffed the air cautiously. Whoever she was hugging, he wasn't human.

"Who is he?" Cyclops whispered.

"Dunno, but she knows him from home."
"How do you know that?"
"She's from Sunnydale, California and he mentioned leaving there."
"Let's introduce ourselves."
Wolverine shot out a hand to restrain him. "Wait. Let them have their little reunion first."
Cyclops nodded his head and watched the strange pair. Now that he had a chance to really observe her, he was startled to realize how deceptively tiny she was. She didn't look deadly at all. And the guy had a strange flabby body with floppy ears. He wondered if they were both mutants.

"Take it the apocalypse was averted," Clem was saying.

"Yeah."

"So where's the gang?"

Pain and sorrow flared up in Buffy's eyes as she whispered, "They didn't make it."

"Not even Spike?"

She just mutely shook her head.

"Oh Buffy, I'm so sorry," Clem said as he pulled her into an embrace. "How long?"

"One year," she whispered.

Cyclops leaned closer to Wolverine and asked, "What are they talking about?"

"Not entirely sure," Wolverine lied. He was starting to piece a few things together, but didn't want to say anything before he got more information. Plus, she was entitled to her privacy.

"They'll have to come back to the mansion with us for the debriefing. Especially since I'm not sure of what exactly happened."

"Fine," Wolverine said flatly. He was secretly pleased that she would be around for at least one more day. He was getting a gnawing feeling in his gut that she was about to run.

"So who are your friends?" Clem asked nervously after they pulled apart.

Buffy turned to see the two mutants still on the other side of the factory. She had been so overjoyed in seeing the friendly demon that she had forgotten they were there. "Just some guys. I just met one of them today."

"How did you know to come here?" Clem asked suddenly.

"I didn't. I ran into the hairy one a couple of days ago and started traveling with him. Then today he got a phone call, visor-guy showed up, and then we were here." Buffy paused a moment before asking, "Many of you guys around?"

"Town is full of us."

"Great," she muttered. "Let me introduce you to the boys."

Buffy realized that after her little demonstration that evening, she was going to have to give an explanation. She picked up her scythe as she walked by it and then stepped up to the waiting x-men who had expectant looks on their faces.

"This is an old friend of mine, Clem. Clem this is Cyclops and Wolverine."

"What's your mutation?" Cyclops asked.

"Mutation?" Clem asked confused.

"He thinks you're a mutant," Buffy said.

"Oh," he said in understanding. Looking at Cyclops, he cheerfully said, "I'm not a mutant, just a demon."

"A demon?"

Looking at Buffy, Clem asked, "He's on a demon slaying mission with you and you didn't explain?"

"Didn't have time," Buffy said with a shrug.

Something beeped at Scott's waist and he pulled out a communicator like Logan's. "Yes Professor." He paused as he listened. "We'll be right there."

"What did Chuck want?"

"Storm and Jean are back. He wants us to head back."

"Oh, guess I'll be seeing you guys then," Buffy said as she tried to usher Clem out the door.

"He wants to meet you two also."

Buffy struck a defiant pose. "And if I don't want to?"
"That's fine, but he would like to speak to you," Cyclops said calmly.

"Where is he?"

"At the mansion, just outside of town."
Buffy thought it over. If what she was feeling was what she thought it was then she might need this Professor guy's cooperation at one point. "Fine. Take me to your leader."

Wolverine couldn't stop the snicker that escaped his lips.

Cyclops just shot him a look and led them back to the jet. They all quickly took their seats and strapped themselves in as Cyclops started the jet and lifted off.

The quick trip was made in silence. Buffy refused to look at or speak to anyone, not even Clem. Her eyes did widen as she took in the size of the mansion as Cyclops lowered the jet into the underground hanger.

"Logan, the Professor wants you to take them to his office," Cyclops said.

"Where are you goin'?" Logan asked.

"To change out of my uniform, I'll be right there," Scott answered.

"How did he know what the head guy wanted?" Buffy asked as they made their way through the corridors. She readjusted her bag on her shoulder.

"Telepathic message probably," Logan answered.

"Ah."

Before long, Buffy found herself in a beautiful ornate office. A kind looking bald man in a wheel chair rolled out from behind the desk.

"I'm Charles Xavier. Welcome to my school for the gifted. Please take a seat, the others will join us shortly."

"Others?" Buffy asked.

"The other x-men," he replied with a smile.

"My name is Buffy."
"I know."

"What'd you do? Read my mind?" Buffy asked accusingly.

"No, Scott's."
"Oh," she said chagrined.

"How was your trip, Logan?" The Professor asked.

"Somewhat productive. I've got some papers and discs for Jean to look through."
The door opened and Buffy turned to see a woman with red hair and a beautiful black woman with white hair enter the room. Behind them was a guy with blue skin and markings all over his body and a tail. She stretched out her slayer sense, but the guy didn't feel like a demon. Like the others in the room, excluding Clem, he didn't feel fully human either. She figured that meant he was a mutant.

Logan smelled the brief change in Buffy's scent as the blue mutant entered the room. He watched her relax as she sensed no threat from the newcomer. He didn't fault her instincts as the guys looked fearfully about the room.

Scott chose that moment to enter the room and shut the door. He had changed back to his sunglasses and normal clothes. He took a seat and waited for the Professor to start.

"First, I believe some introductions are in order. Logan would you introduce your guests."

Logan turned to him in slight surprise. "She's Buffy Summers, also known as the slayer. His name is Clem."

"Jean."
"This is Kurt Wagner," the redhead said, indicating the blue mutant who shyly smiled. "He's also called Nightcrawler. His mutation allows him to teleport."

"Kurt, my name is Charles Xavier. I run this school for the gifted. All of the students here are mutants so you should have no trouble fitting in. The rough looking man is Logan, also known as Wolverine. The young man with the glasses is Scott Summers, also known as Cyclops."

Turning to Buffy and Clem he continued, "The redhead is Dr. Jean Grey and the other lady is Ororo Munroe, also known as Storm."

The two women smiled and said hello.

"Buffy, Scott has told me that something rather interesting happened this evening. Would you please explain."

Logan unconsciously leaned in. His curiosity about who she really was was nearly killing him.

The blond sighed wearily. "What I'm about to tell you is the truth, no matter how hard it will be for you to believe. I'm the slayer. I'm not the first, but I will be the last to wear that title."
"But what is the slayer?" Logan asked.

"She is the chosen one. The one girl in the entire world chosen to fight the vampires and hold back the darkness."

"Vampires?" Scott asked.

"They don't exist," Jean said.

"I told you that you wouldn't believe this. Yes, vampires do exist, so do demons. Clem here is a demon."
"Hi!" Clem said cheerfully, waving.

"If he's a demon, why aren't you killing him?" Storm asked in an accented voice.

"He's not evil. Not all demons are trying to end the world or kill humans."
"How do you know they aren't mutants?" The Professor asked.

"Because I can sense the difference between humans and demons. And now even the difference between a human and a mutant. Then there is always the part where they try to suck your blood, usually a big clue."

"How do you sense the difference?" Logan asked.

"Comes with the slayer package. I have enhanced speed, healing, and senses. Plus a nifty sixth sense."
"How do you know you're not a mutant?" Jean asked.

"Because I just do," Buffy unconsciously pinched her nose in a Giles-like manner. "Thousands of years ago these guys put the powers of a demon into a girl. When she died they past on to another girl. And so on and so on, until they eventually got to me. When I died at fifteen..." Buffy trailed off as she realized how much she was telling them.
"You died?" Logan sputtered.

"Yes, but just for a few minutes. My friend Xander revived me, but I was dead long enough for another girl to be called. For a while there was two of us, then she died and another was called. She went all psycho evil on us and we had to lock her up. Then a couple of years ago I sacrificed myself to save the world..."

"You died again?"

"Um, yeah. This time for several months, they buried me and everything. Then my friends brought me back...."
"That's impossible," Jean said.

"Anything is possible with mage," Buffy said wryly. She figured since she had told them this much, she decided to continue. "But when Willow, she's the witch, brought me back it set some things in motion. The first evil was able to make a move to take over the world. It killed off potential slayers..."
"Potentials?" Storm asked.

"Girls who can become the slayer. And it destroyed the Watcher's Council."
"Watchers?" Scott asked.

"They guide and teach the slayers. The first could never take corporeal form so it couldn't be stopped. But it merged one day with this preacher guy and I killed him. That was a year ago. Lately I've been wandering and killing demons."
"Where are your friends?" Scott asked.

"Dead," she answered softly. She was too tired to lie.

"How?"
"The rogue slayer came back to help fight the first. I made a bad decision and Xander got hurt and suddenly they didn't want me to lead any more. They kicked me out of my own home."
"Even Spike?" Clem asked.

"No," she said with a smile. "He stuck by me till the end. The others died fighting Caleb before I could get there with a weapon I had found. Spike died saving me," she trailed off.

"Who was Spike?" Logan asked with a voice full of emotion.

"A vampire who loved me."

"That's rather ironic," Charles said.

"He even won his soul back for me so he could show that he was worthy of me."
"You mentioned you were the last," Charles prodded gently.

"When they brought me back, I was different. I'm immortal now. I can't die until the last demon in gone, or until the world ends."
Everyone sat in mute surprise. She had told them incredible things and she had seen great horrors at such a young age.

"Those things tonight, they were vampires?" Logan asked.

"Bloodsuckers in the living flesh. Well, unliving flesh."

"What are your plans now?" Charles asked.

"I have to call some friends in L.A. for information. Depending on what they tell me depends on what I'll do."

"Friends?" Logan asked.

"A former watcher, a couple of demons, and demon hunters. I knew them in high school before they moved. They're the only ones I have left from home besides Clem."
"I suggest we all retire, it's quite late. Buffy and Clem you are welcome to stay here for as long as you wish," Charles said with a smile.

"I'll stay just for tonight," Clem said. "I have my own place in town."

"Thank you," Buffy said.

"Logan, she can have the room next to yours. Jean show Clem the one next to yours and Scott's."
Everyone began filing out of the room. Logan went to help Buffy with her bag when she stopped him again.

"I know, don't like people touching your stuff. Guessin' you keep your weapons in there."
"Yeah. The scythe is special; it was made especially for the slayer."
"No wonder you handled it with ease."
"Actually, I can use nearly every weapon I put my hand on almost perfectly the first time."
"Been meanin' to ask you somethin'."

"What?"

"Your scent changes sometimes, and not just in battle. I smelled it in the room when Kurt entered. Why?"

"Probably my slayer side. The slayer is almost like a different entity in me. Different, but still me. I used my slayer sense to test if he was a demon or not."
"Is he?"

"Nope, a mutant. Does Clem smell different to you?"

"Yeah, doesn't smell human."
"So you believe me."
"Hey darlin', all makes sense to me now. Especially after watchin' you in action." They came to a stop outside a door. "This is your room, mine is the one next door," he said, indicating the door with his thumb.

"Thanks."

They stood there in awkward silence until Logan said, "I'll get you for breakfast in the mornin'. Show you the way there."
"And to make sure I eat no doubt."
"Of course."
"Night Wolvie."

"Night darlin'."

After Buffy changed into her pajamas she pulled out her cell phone and dialed.

"Hey Wesley, it's Buffy. I need you to do me a favor."

"What is it?" Came Wesley's cultured British voice over the line.

"Find out what you can about a military group in Canada experimenting on mutants. Especially one called Logan or Wolverine."
"Mutants?"
"Yeah. I'm staying with Charles Xavier."
"He runs a school doesn't he?"
"Yeah. Plus I need to know if there is a hellmouth in Westchester."
"Why do you think there's one?"
"This place is giving off funky vibes like Sunnydale used to. I need to know."
"I'll call you in the morning to let you know."
"Thanks Wesley, I appreciate it."