A/N Takes place a day after chapter 5. Also there's going to be one more chapter after this.

Chapter 6

R For Rebellion

Soul Gallery

Late Night

"Are you sure that you want to come with us, Dawn?" X asked as he stepped out of the shadows, after finishing putting on his gloves. "Are any of you sure you want to do this?"

"I'd rather die fighting, instead of be used as a damn key again." she replied as she picked up a sword. "I'm in this no matter what."

"Yeah, boss man. You ain't getting rid of us that easily." Rona said with a grin as she armed herself with the Slayer's Scythe.

"You got that buster?" Willow asked as she jabbed a finger into his chest.

"Daddy." Drusilla said as she entered the room. "The cars ready outside."

"Good girl." X said as he put on his mask. "You all know your parts so let's go to work."

"Daddy." Drusilla said again as she grabbed his arm. "Miss Edith told me that I was going to get not-daddies reward."

"What does that mean?"

"I...I don't know, but it's making my shiny tingle."

"Then maybe it's a good thing." he said as he caressed her cheek with his hand. "Now come on, we have to go."

The Watcher's Council

An Hour Later

"I think Giles and Buffy are being paranoid." Vi replied as she and Tabitha walked towards the front door. "I'm not saying that this guy isn't going to attack us, but why do they seem to think that he brainwashed Willow and the others?"

"Well she did block my spell, so I couldn't find her."

"As far as we know that demon did that." she countered.

"No it was Willow." Tabitha went on. "She taught me how to read magical auras and the one that was blocking me was hers. I'd know it anywhere."

"It doesn't matter if she did it or not." Kennedy said as she walked up behind them, startling them both. "Because when this demon is dead she'll..."

Before she could continue her rant, the door suddenly flew open, revealing Willow floating several inches above the floor, her hair blown back by an unseen wind. In just a few seconds Drusilla, Dawn, and Rona ran in behind her.

"I...I guess she is evil." Vi whispered to Kennedy as she took a step back.

"I'm sorry, Willow." Kennedy mumbled as she ran forward, through the swirling wind and slapped her girlfriend hard on the face. Forcibly knocked down, with a wince Willow stood back up, her hands splayed out to her sides, her eyes an inky jet black.

"And, I'm sorry too." Willow replied as she looked up at the ceiling and engaged her powers.

The lights dimmed, as a low rumbling reverberated through the building making the entire council shake to its foundation. Pushing more power into her attack, the Slayers were knocked off of their feet by a powerful invisible wind.

Walking past their downed and unconcious bodies and further into the hallway, they were suddenly confronted by about ten soldiers, their guns trained on them.

"Holy crap." Dawn said as she took a step back. Grabbing Willow's hand, Drusilla tapped into her limited magickal powers, just as they opened fire.

Opening her eyes Dawn saw as their bullets bounced off of a slightly shimmering force shield in front of them. As the soldiers stopped firing, Willow let go of Drusilla's hand and with a growl shot an energy ball at them that knocked them all out, except one who Dawn promptly kicked in the face. Continuing their trek, they entered a room at the end of the hall and closed the door behind them.

"X, we're in position." Dawn said into her walkie talkie earpiece. After a few seconds she heard his static filled reply.

"Then please get started."

Taking the ingredients out of her bag, Willow held up her hand, the memory crystal resting in the center of her palm, and began the incantation.

"Open the window, fill the stone. Inside, outside, two made one." as she said that a glowing field of crimson energy surrounded the crystal and it rose up off Willow's hand, hovering in the air.

A gale force wind then sprung up in the room, blowing Willow's hair back from her face as she intoned the mystical phrases. Seeing that the first phase of the plan was going well, Rona looked over and pulled down the main switch for the building, plunging the entire council into darkness.

"What the bloody hell just happened?" a soldier asked as he looked over at his Lt. commander.

"That bastard must be here." he replied as they all took out their flashlights and looked around.

"Yes..yes I guess I am here." the heard a voice say. "Though, I'm not a bastard."

Finding where the voice came from, they all turned and found a smiling X behind them. As they went for their weapons, X went after them. Quickly finishing them off he ran for an elevator and as he emerged from it immediately attacked several more guards. A surveillance camera watched as after a few seconds he stepped over their slumped, broken bodies.

Watching from the camera room, the security guard saw X on the monitor coming directly down the hall.

"Bloody hell!" he yelled out as he grabbed his machine gun, aiming it just as X kicked open the door. "Freeze!" he yelled making X stop dead in his tracks.

Hearing the noise at least five guards trained their weapons on him as they entered the room. He was surrounded. Slowly, he lifted his arms as though surrendering, but as his cloak opened it revealed, his razor sharp knives that dripped with the blood from their fellow soldiers.

"You stupid wank..." before he could finish the sentence, X shot out an elbow that shattered his nose. As the other soldiers opened fire, X ducked and rolled on the floor, avoiding the shots while at the same time shooting out his knives killing them instantly.

Ducking out of the room, he jumped into the shadows just as five soldiers crept forward in a tight formation, their flashlights probing every nook and cranny. Behind them, a secret passage opened and he stepped out. He was among them with frightful speed, a grinning dervish with blades like metal fangs ripping and rending flesh, slashing bright in the flashlight. Other soldiers rushed towards the screams and gunfire but they found only five bodies and warm blood running down the walls.

"Mr. Giles, let me get you to safety." Captain James, a man in his late forties said as he heard from the opposite end, another series of screams and machine gun fire that lit up the dark hallway for a moment. Then, nothing.

"I'm inclined to agree." Giles said as he turned to run.

Only getting a few feet down the hall, X dropped from above, his cloak a swirling cloud of squid ink that hid him in the darkness. Again, quicksilver knives lashed out, drawing fonts of blood, just as a knife sang through the air and buried itself in the Captain's chest. With a tiny rasp, he fell to the ground dead.

"I hate to inform you Mr. Giles but this all ends tonight." X said standing up from his crouch.

"I've come too far for it to end like this." Giles said as he took out a .38 caliber revolver. "Goodbye, again Xander." he said as he pulled the trigger.

Click. He never loaded it. There was an awkward moment of silence, then X moved, cloak opening, filling the hall like a black tidal wave that enveloped Giles. With a choked scream X embraced him, slipping a knife above his floating rib.

"I wanted to tell you something before I killed you, demon. If theres anything left of the old Giles in there, then I wanted him to know that I always felt gratitude towards him. He was like a father to me."

"And I still could be. Join our side Xander." Giles said as X growled from under his mask. Giles then sputtered as he clawed at X's mask as he thrusted the knife deep into his chest. Giles eyes then widened in horror as his life poured out the knife wound. With a violent yank, X jerked his blade free, letting Giles slip to the ground, dead.

"Noooo!" he heard someone scream, making him drop the knife. Looking back, he saw that it was Buffy, with a horrified look on her face and a machine gun, that she had picked up from a dead soldier, in a trembling hand. He knew how much Buffy hated guns, but he saw in her eyes that her anger far outwieghed such a feeling.

"You...you took everything from me." she started with tears in her eyes.

"Buffy, you don't under..."

With a scream, Buffy opened fire and watched as the bullets knocked X back a bit but he continued, grabbing at his mask. Eyes widening with disbelief as he just kept walking towards her, Buffy fired another volley of bullets.

The machine gun roared, bullets shredding out through the back of X's cloak as he continued with short deliberate steps until, the hammer clicked against the pin. The gun was empty and looking up she saw that X was standing before her.

"Buffy." X said as he stood amidst the carnage and seeping pools of red blood. Taking a step back his body wavered. Taking his hands out from beneath his cloak he revealed that his gloves were wet with blood.

"How does that feel?" Buffy asked as she dropped the machine gun and moved purposely towards her foe and kicked him in the leg shattering his knee. "Huh demon? Is that the kind of pain you put my friends...my family through? Rona...Willow... Dawnie...Xander?" she said the names as she punctuated her point by punching him in the face at each name. X also noted that she seemed to get choked up as she said the name Xander.

Before she could reach up to give him the killing blow, he quickly took off his mask, making her gasp at who she saw.

"X...Xander?" she asked as he started to topple over from all of the pain he endured. Inches from the ground, he was relieved when Buffy caught him and placed his head in her lap. "This...this has to be a trick. I...I don't understand."

"You will." Xander said with a tear in his eye as he reached up and weakly touched her cheek.

"But you were killing every..."

"I only killed the people that were in alligence with the First." he said with a bitter smile at her confused look. "Dawn and our real family are okay. At least this time when I die, I get to look at your beautiful face."

"No, don't talk like that. Maybe I can still..."

"There's no time for that Buffy. Either way I'm dying." he said as he grabbed her hand, before blood started to cake his teeth. "I gotta tell you this, Buffy. It's something I wanted to tell you for a long time..."

"Xander just save your strength." she replied as she heard someone running in their direction. "Somebody help us!"

"Buffy, just listen to me." he commanded her attention as he looked at her hard, even as blood started to gurgle out of his mouth, hard death tears in his eyes. "I...I love you. I've been in love with you since the first time we met. All these years, I've been lying to you...telling you that you were just a friend to me. I always wanted more."

"I know." Buffy said as she started to stroke his hair, absently. "Willow gave me your journal and you're like a different person to me now. Why did you keep so much from me?"

"I...I had to. It was my killing joke." he replied as he felt his life slipping from him. "Buffy...tell my girls that I love them. And give...and give Rona this." he said as he handed her his mask, his chest heaving more and more trying to draw in air. "Tell her to be strong and that everyone isn't her enemy. Tell her that the world can be filled with heroes if she let's it."

"I promise."

"Buffy, is this how it felt for you when you died?"

"What?" she asked, knowing that they didn't have much time.

"I feel at peac..." the word lost on his lips, Xander's eyes rolled in the back of his head and with one final huff of air he stopped breathing.

"Xander? Xander? No..." she cried out as she held his head in her arms and rocked him back and forth.

"Buffy?" Kennedy hesitantly asked as she walked up behind her. "What's going...Xander?"

Not saying a word, Buffy still rocked Xander's dead body back and forth in her lap, even as blue light filled the hallway, filling her mind with understanding and images of what happened to Giles, Angel, the Council, and everything that was really supposed to happen in her life.

"No!" Drusilla cried out as she sank to her knee's with tears in her eyes. Seeing that Willow was still to busy, consumed in her spell Dawn and Rona ran to her side to see what was the matter with her.

"Dru, what's wrong?" Rona asked as she kneeled next to her.

"My...my new not daddy is dead. Now I'm all alone."

"Your new...Xander." Dawn realized after a few seconds.

As Drusilla sat there crying a heavenly light only she could see glowed over her. Turning into a small ball, the light raced to her right hand then through her whole body making her collapses with a strangled cry. As she came back up gasping for air she heard the sound of her heart beating.

"Dru...Dru are you okay?" Willow asked as she finished her spell and ran up to her.

"No...no I think I'm rather ill." Dru replied as she looked from Willow, back to her hand. "Because, I'm alive."

Winsler Cemetery

The Next Day

The rest of the Scooby gang held themselves together quite nicely, considering that they had to bury Giles and Xander. As Buffy looked over Giles body, she had seen a worm like demon in his body and killed it. She couldn't believe that over a year in a half, she had been following a demon's guide.

But the hardest thing to her was saying goodbye to Xander. He had been like a brother to her for over eight years and it unnerved her a little to think that he wanted more. It didn't unnerve her because it was Xander, but rather why she never considered being with him. Seeing Rona walking past a group of people, she quickly ran up to her.

"Hey Rona, wait up." Buffy called out, making the black Slayer turn to look at her. "Are you sure about leaving town?"

"Yeah." Rona replied, as she looked down to the ground. Every since what happened last night, she had an overwhelming urge to skip town. "There's nothing for me here anymore."

"Before you go let me give you something." Buffy said as she handed her Xander's joker mask. As she did so, she saw a flash of something in Rona's eyes. It was a look that Xander would have in his at times. "Before Xander...went away he asked me to give you that. He wanted me to tell you that...that he loved you."

"Thank you." she replied as she stared down at the mask hard.

"Well, since I can't convince you to stay, all I can say to you is good luck. Speaking of which I need some myself. Because of Willow's spell, the memory crystal touched the minds of over two thousand people last night, even some higher ups in government and all of them know about the Council, demons, and even us now. I have to go to a press conference thingy tonight and explain everything about demons before the country gets paranoid and not only kill all demons, but us too." with that said, Buffy turned to leave.

"Buffy wait." Rona called out as she looked up from the mask and into the eyes of the older Slayer. "Do you need any help?"

The Next Night

BBC Headquarters

"So, R is it?" a snobbish looking reporter asked the masked figure that looked like X only with a feminine body, up on stage. "Do you honestly expect us to believe that story?"

"It matters nothing to me about what you believe." R replied in an distorted voice. "But everything that I've said is true. Demons are very much real and through us...the Council we will take care of things."

"And just how long has this...Council been taking care of things?" a general of the british army asked as he stood to his feet.

"As long as demons have been here I suppose."

"And why shouldn't we just arrest the lot of you for being vigilantes?" he asked with a wide smile. 'I got you bloody bastard's now.'

"General, may I ask you a question? Have you ever walked into a home and saw children laying on the floor with their throats ripped out? Because I have and we took care of the monster that did that to them. If you were to arrest us then fine, but you have to deal with the consequences of those actions. All of us Slayer's are prepared for these monsters and many people aren't. If you got rid of us then the monsters would truly win." she said making the General angrily sit down. He had to admit himself that she had a point.

"So why is the public just now learning of these demons, if they've been around so long?" another reporter asked as he stood to his feet.

"Many of you have probably seen a demon...or things you couldn't explain and thought nothing more of it then a nightmare or hallucination. Believe me these things have been around for quite some time."

"What I want to know about is that vampire you spoke of earlier. I believe you said her name was Drusilla."

"Julia...she likes to be called Julia now." R corrected him. "There was a prophecy long ago, called the prophecy of Shanshu. It spoke of a vampire with a soul that would go through many trials and would have a hand at either starting or stopping the apocolypse. We stopped a major end of the world event last night, so she got her reward."

"But my question is...are all demons dangerous?" a female reporter asked.

"I'm afraid that I must take my leave." R said as she stood to her feet. "I'll let Miss Summers answer that question." she said as she looked at her sister Slayer before she started to walk off the stage.

"Wait...wait... at least tell us what R means?" an older man asked as he stood up in the crowd.

"Come now old chap...surely you know that R is for Rebellion."

High above the gathered mass of people outside of the BBC , a masked figure stepped out onto the roof's parapet. The crowd exploded as they saw her. Smiling under her mask, R took off in a run and jumped from building to building until finally jumping down to the ground and into the street.

Savoring the cool air, that made her cloak billow behind her, a huge battle axe suddenly whipped past her head and embedded itself in the wall of a building. Turning she saw four huge, muscle bound red demons standing out in the street.

"We are the diciples of the First evil." the demon who threw the axe spoke, as he lowered his arm. "And we've come for you."

"As I knew you would." R replied as she ran forward, her knives singing in the night as she threw them.

A/N Also here's a secret about the story. Dana the Slayer Andrew took from Angel was going to be used for Giles' sacrifice for the First. Buffy didn't even know about her existance and the so called Slayers that Andrew had with him when he confronted Angel were nothing more then hired actresses, so they didn't have to worry about the gang ever finding out what they had done.