Cut to:
Willow's room; night.
Buffy and Faith are sitting indian style across from each other. Both their hands are outstretched before them, the red and chrome scythe lay upon their palms. Willow is standing behind Faith, and Dawn behind Buffy.
"I can't believe you talked me into this." Buffy groaned.
All four women sat in silence and together, Buffy and Faith began to speak. "Sky above, earth below, show us what we need to know. Use our minds, our hearts and souls, take us to the days of old." Faith looked up at Willow who nodded her head in approval. Faith looked at Buffy and together they said, "Reveal!"
Fade to black.
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All was see is the soft flickering of one candle. We can barely make out the silhouettes of the two slayers.
"Where are we?" Faith gasped.
"I don't know." Buffy answered. "Hey- Where's the scythe!" Buffy noticed in alarm.
The slayers could see that they were now holding each other's hands instead of the scythe.
As their eyes (and ours) adjust to the darkness we see a figure swaying back and forth in the background.
"Buffy- who is that?"
"The first slayer."
The dark figure walks toward them. We see that she is holding the scythe.
As she walks closer a voice is heard, but her lips do not move.
"Slayers. I see you found my weapon."
Faith looked at Buffy, and feeling confused and scared, she clenched the blonde slayer's hands tighter in her own. Buffy looked on, in strength and confidence.
"How is this different from all the other weapons?" Faith asked.
"It kills."
"So do lots of things…" Faith started.
"Kills many, and fast. The spinning makes them cry. Then swing. They die." The first slayer demonstrated the moves she described as she spoke, twirling the scythe in her hand and making one large swoop with her arm.
The first slayer danced around them primitively and then she disappeared. Deep in the black that surrounded them they saw another figure approaching. The woman sat and looked out in front of her. Another woman appeared, sitting across from the first woman.
"Slayers." The first woman said. She lifted her head and leaned into the light to show us that it was Dawn.
"Dawn, you know us. You don't have to be so formal." Faith blurted out.
"This was the only way we could get you both to listen." Dawn said softly and looked at the woman across from her.
The other woman spoke, "It was a long road to get here, and it won't be so easy any more."
"Sacrifices will have to be made, and people you love will have to be strong."
"This weapon holds a power, one that exceeds any other." The scythe appeared once again in their hands. "If you are strong enough, together you can build an army of women…to keep the world alive."
"How do we build this army?" Buffy asked.
"You'll find your answer in time." Dawn said.
"If you stick together." Willow started. "There are two slayers for a reason. You need to work together. This isn't a choice, it's your destiny."
"The fate of the world is on both of your shoulders." Willow said, and disappeared.
"The hardest thing in this world, is to live in it." Dawn spoke gently. "Buffy, learn what it means to listen and compromise. Faith, think before you act. Take this opportunity, both of you- to grow and learn about each other." With that, Dawn too disappeared.
Fade to black.