Authors Note: I was going to abandon this story, but mid-way through this semester (second of the junior year in college) I figured something to flex my writing muscle wouldn't hurt. On with the story…

Act 2 Scene 1

Emiline or "Em" as she preferred to be called jumped the brick wall that surrounded the cemetery effortlessly. The same could be said for Conner, but now the two of them looked on as Dawn huffed and heaved. Her hands had finally appeared at the top as she tiredly pushed herself up and retrieved the rope she had used on her assent.

"You think we should help her?" Em asked concerned.

Conner looked on with amusement, "Nope, little-miss-know-it-all can do it herself."

Em looked smugly at her big brother, "Your still pissed she didn't believe you were who you say?"

"Don't take what she says too seriously," Conner retorted.

"Then why are we standing in a cemetery?"

"Well okay believe what she knows about Slayer-like stuff."

Dawn lost her balance and fell off the wall landing in a pile on the ground. Conner rolled his eyes and helped her up.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it," Connor remarked coldly.

Dawn glared, "Wow maybe you are Angel's kid. You got the broody male-PMS thing down."

Before Connor could reply Dawn threw a stake in the air for Em to catch, "Vamp, behind you. Show me what you can do."

"Sure thing," Conner replied. Before he could move he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Not you Billy the Kid, I mean Em."

Em had already begun fighting the vamp, however second one had managed to come out of the woodwork. Conner got a mischievous look, "Teacher can I please go play with the other kids?"

Dawn glared, still managing to make an effort at hiding a smile, "Yeah just play nice."

Conner didn't even grab his stake before both vampires were dusted confused he looked up to see a newcomer had joined them in the brawl.

The girl looked coolly at Em, then at Dawn and Conner, then turning back to Em again, "Do you always bring civilians with you on patrol?"

Conner looked angered at the thought of being grouped with the average human, "We are hardly civilian," he then looked at Dawn out of the corner of his eye, "Well most of us."

Dawn punched him in the arm, "I'm Dawn Summers, Watcher. And you are?"

The girl brushed back a strand of short dyed bright red hair, "Kitty Worthen, Vampire Slayer. And you Summers look about as impressive as a watcher as that freak Andrew."

"Hey, I will have you know that Andrew and I have our fair share of field experience. We've…helped save the world."

"Uh huh, sure thing there," Kitty then turned to Em, "So what are you doing with your very own teeny-bopper version of Mr. Miyagi?"

Em turned red with embarrassment under the other girl's question. It looked as though she were the nerdy girl in high school sitting under the gaze of the Prom Queen, "Um…well…"

Kitty cut her off, "If you ever feel like doing some real damage to the boogie men out there I'll be around," and with that she hopped over the wall and was out of sight.

Scene 2

"…MAYBE, IF I WERE BRITTISH AND RUBBED BIFOCALS ALL THE TIME, PEOPLE WOULD TAKE ME SERIOUSLY!" Dawn paced around her dorm room, her roommate was at a frat party and Griffin sat on Dawn's bed obviously confused.

"I don't get how being a blind Englishmen would help you earn any respect."

"Have you seen those guys? They dress all in tweed and say things like 'Dear me' and look stuff up in books," Dawn's voice was a little less frantic as she sat on the bed.

"You sure you can't tell me what all this is about?"

"I wish I could Griff, but it isn't my place to tell. It affects more than just me."

"Well I know it has something to do with work…Are you a member of the British Mafia?" Griffin asked dryly.

Dawn giggled, "No"

"You're not a Carnie are you? They scare me more than a Mafioso."

"How would being British help me with that?"

"I don't pretend to understand anything about Carnies. They are crazy people and I mean a British Accent could help with the smell and lack of teeth. You know, if they were picking up the ladies, or in your case guys."

Dawn laughed again and fell backward, laying down, "Thanks Griff. I'm glad I can bounce this off of you."

Griff fell backward as well, "Anytime."

Scene 3

Ricky was in his apartment hitting a punching bag to the point where stuffing was quite literally spewing from the sides.

Anna snuck her way in, "Good evening sweet cheeks," she winked as Ricky looked up at her.

"What do I owe the unscheduled pleasure?" Ricky inquired happily hanging on Anna's every word.

"I'm making you dinner in honor of this momentous occasion."

"And what might that be?" He was leaning over the counter as Anna stood on the opposite side from him and pulled out groceries, laying them on the counter.

"I have a plan."

Ricky smiled slyly, "Really?"

Anna read his face, "Dirty boy."

"Who could help themselves," he growled seductively. They began kissing in-between words as Ricky asked the question Anna was hoping for, "So…what…is…the plan…?"

"Oh you know…How we…will kill…that murderous bitch."

Ricky stopped, "You mean…"

"Of course I mean her. You don't…" she paused for dramatic teary-eyed affect, "You still love her don't you?"

"No it isn't that. I just…why kill her. Maim her, destroy her life, okay, but kill her?"

"It's you or her. If you don't get her first she will…she will… I can't loose you. She will kill you, me, anyone. That is how slayers are. They see no innocence. It could be some child on the street next time."

"Kitty wasn't like that."

"How well did she know your mom?"

Ricky paused, "Really well."

"She killed her anyway."

Ricky looked at his hands and played with a ring on his thumb, "Your right, I know your right. If this world is going to be safe, Kitty has to die.

Scene 3

The following night Dawn, Em and Conner found themselves in Em and Conner's apartment. All the furniture was pushed against walls of the studio and Em and Conner were sparring in the center.

"Why am I even here?" She muttered. It seemed as though Conner had everything covered. Well, combat wise anyway and Dawn looked glumly at the scene in front of her.

Just then a blur of red and black came pouring through the window, glass flew everywhere.

Kitty rolled up onto her feet she looked over to Em, "Always make an entrance." She rolled the sleeves on her long-sleved, tight shirt up.

Dawn jumped to her feet, "What happened?"

"A stupid half Durlock with an oversized bank account, that's what happened."

Conner looked a bit alarmed and stared Kitty down, "How did you know where we were?"

"I followed you the other night. You guys aren't all high on stealth."

"Well next time use a door please," Em grumbled.

Dawn went into Watcher Mode, "So how far away is the Durlock?"

There was a pounding on the door. It fell off its hinges to reveal Ricky in Demon form; he was taller, and more muscular. His skin was gold with green markings and he looked ready for the kill.

Kitty glared daggers at him, "Right there."