Part VII
"I should have you arrested for that," Grace's father said.
"And I should kick your ass for what you did to your wife," Buffy replied.
The man slowly rose to his feet and glanced at the three women. None of them seemed too happy with him.
"Dad," Grace began, "She's the slayer."
Her father chuckled loudly.
"There hasn't been a slayer for over a millennia," her father replied, "Buffy Summers was the last slayer to ever walk the earth. She was the champion of the people before she died."
"That is her, Dad," Grace said, "That's Buffy Summers."
"In the flesh," Buffy added.
Her father glanced at her long and hard this time. That's when it hit him! She was the one from all the pictures he had seen. The champion was standing right in front of his eyes.
"Oh…my…goodness," her father said.
He looked at Buffy once more. It really was her. But how? It wasn't possible. She had been dead for over a thousand years. But now she was standing right there. It was a miracle.
The mayor got down on his knees and bowed to her. Buffy looked a little embarrassed. She wanted him to get up, but she didn't know what to say.
"Ladies and gentleman!" the mayor shouted, "The champion has come to save us."
The townsfolk stopped their jobs and looked in the direction of the mayor's house. They saw him bowing before a young woman. They rushed over and joined the mayor. Soon, the entire town was bowing before her.
Buffy didn't know what to do. No one had ever bowed to her before. It was like she was a god or something. Grace was the only one who wasn't bowing. She was standing behind Buffy.
"What do I do?" Buffy quietly asked.
"Tell them to stand up," Grace whispered.
"Stand up," Buffy said.
With that, every single person rose from the ground and stood before her. It was an amazing sight. The mayor stepped out from all the others. He turned around and addressed the entire town.
"This is our champion," he said, "our savior. She has been brought to free us from the demon lords. This is the slayer, Buffy Summers."
Everyone began to clap and cheer. Buffy wasn't really sure why all this was happening. It was very strange to her. Grace stepped up and whispered into her ear. Both knew it was the perfect time to ask for help.
"Excuse me!" Buffy shouted.
"She's speaking!" the mayor announced, "Be quiet!"
"All of you have been living your lives in fear for who knows how long. Don't you think it's time for that all to change? Aren't you tired of sitting here and letting them pick off your friends and family? You want to take back your planet, so do it! I can't do it on my own; I'm only one person. But I know that with your help, I can. Humans have always had remarkable strength and they never seem to give up. Or at least that's how it was last time I was alive. So show me that the race hasn't changed and that humans will never give up."
Everyone just stared at her. It was like they had no idea what she was talking about. She had expected them to all turn around and go back to doing their work, but they still stood there before her.
"So who's with me?" she asked.
That's when something amazing happened. Every hand in the crowd went up. Buffy hadn't expected this at all. She figured that just a few hands would have gone up, but this was incredible.
Buffy was satisfied. She had somehow convinced the citizens of this small town to fight. That's when doubt surfaced. She wondered if they even had the weapons to fight. She was about to ask them when she was interrupted by Grace.
"Come with me," Grace said.
"What about this crowd?" Buffy asked.
"Don't worry about them," she said, "My father will take care of them."
She grabbed Buffy by the arm, pulling her away from everyone.
"Where are we going?" Buffy asked.
"I have something to show you."