Chapter 2 – Legacy
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
Rachel made her way to the reception area for visitors. A middle aged man stood waiting patiently. She was sure he looked familiar. She crossed the foyer and approached him. He looked up and smiled.
"Rachel Walker?" he asked her.
"You're Rupert Giles, right?"
He seemed surprised that she knew who he was.
"How did you…?"
"I've met you before." He looked confused. "About ten years ago. You were talking to my mother about some council or something. I was seven or eight at the time."
"Oh yes, of course." Realization dawned on him. "I didn't think you would remember me. Is there somewhere we can talk?"
"So I'm a Slayer?"
"Yes."
"I'm supposed to fight monsters?"
"Yes."
"And my mother's my Watcher."
"Yes."
"She is really my mother, isn't she?"
"Yes she is. Rather unusual, actually. A Slayer, or potential Slayer as you were at the time, being born to a Watcher."
"So why didn't she tell me about any of this?"
"I can only presume that she wanted to keep you safe. I think she may have hoped that you would never be called. But you have been."
"The dreams. About the monsters, about the women. The women were Slayers. So what happens now?"
"Well you can stay here if you want. Living your life as you do now. You have a Watcher so we can stay in contact. She has our number."
"Our?"
"A few friends and myself have been keeping track of all the new Slayers."
"How many other Slayers are there?"
"Around 50, so far. We haven't located them all yet."
"So much for one per generation."
"Yes, quite." He pulled a card out of his pocket and handed it to Rachel. "In case you ever need me, this is our number. I thought you may want your own copy. You shouldn't. There isn't that much supernatural activity around here."
He stood up.
"Well, I should be going now. I'll be in the area for the next few days if you have any questions."
Rachel nodded. Rupert Giles took his leave and walked off back to the main building. Rachel watched him go.
Now at least she knew what this had to do with her.