Buffy Summers smiled as she stared at the blue sky in Japan. It had been years since her death and she could finally say she put it behind her. It was difficult but now she could live on her life until her final end, when she could finally return to that wonderful place she longed to be. At the moment though she was in the home of the Tanakas. They were the family of a newly discovered Japanese slayer.

Umi Tanaka was only 15 but showed a lot of potential, in many areas. She was a bright student and hoped to gain a scholarship to go to her high school of choice next year as her family was poor, with 3 brothers and 5 sisters, her large family relied on their talents to get by. Her elder brother Jurichiro was the first in the family to go to the university but on a scholarship. The other children emulated him.

Buffy hoped she could convince Umi to train for her own protection, oddly enough there were very small amounts of demons in Japan, at least in the area. Umi was likely to be attacked but it was still rare. It is believed this is why even though there have been Japanese Slayers, they have had a long life or short by their areas. The last Japanese slayer was Emi. A peasant in the land who held no family name. She had lived 4 years after her calling with relative ease. There was no way to contact her during the time so the few Japanese Watchers recorded her events. Her cause of death was suicide after she had tainted by an evil. No one was sure what that meant as the meaning was never clear in either foreign or the native tongue.

Buffy turned when she heard her name being called. The newly recruited Watcher Hikaru Miino was the translator for the job. Buffy had come here to play tourist and show the new slayer what she could do and prove she was real. The family had not taken lightly to the news.

The Tanaka elder, Ichigo, the mother, was very worried both for her child, their honor, and her future. The weapons would have to paid for by the council, there was no way her family could afford it even with both parents working and the children on vacation. To Buffy, the concern was another reason she was happy. The family now could be informed and usually met with support for the safety of the daughter or girl.

Hikaru smiled at Buffy before speaking to her in slow English. "Summers-san it is time to explain the abilities of Tanaka-san in more depth." He said.

Buffy nodded not wanting to leave the area; her eyes were glued to a spot in the air over her. She could swear there were people there or demons, she had to suppose. Before she turned in she spoke clearly. "If your looking to mess up my life at the moment I would do it. I'll kill you if you're evil! I'm not afraid of you!" She said, though she felt silly afterward.

Buffy entered the home to commence with Umi.

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Smith and Hisoka were over head looking down at their target. They couldn't go down there with that many people. Tsuzuki and Williams were getting more background on Summers. The girl had too many gaps in the system it appeared and now they were seeing what they could discover. As far as they could tell, Summers was full of live and vigor. It would be difficult for her to die naturally it seemed so they would have to kill her.

Hisoka frowned he didn't want to kill her and he knew Tsuzuki would be again broken over taking such a young life. Sighing, he turned to Smith who wanted to descend. They were invisible but stopped at Summers words. Smith was translating, if not slowly. He looked slightly shocked. Whatever was occurring showed that Summers was more than they thought.

What she was unclear at the moment. She could be a vampire, zombie, or she really could be one hundred percent alive. The latter appeared to truer and truer from what they observed.. How she had gotten from a three month death in which her body was in an advanced stage of decay to living and breathing was another concern. It had to be stopped, they had to discover the method and cease it.

Hisoka sighed and ventured to move down. Maybe the girl had just sensed them in a way some mortals due even with limited gifts. He was sure she wouldn't and couldn't do anything to them and they needed to see her with those she was staying with. If they could compile information and catch her alone it would be easier and quicker.

Hisoka stopped though. His eyes went wide. The curse had been activated but how? Then he looked around, where the hell was Smith? "Si-mi-tu?" He tried to call clearly before clearing his throat. "Smith?"

Crap. Looking down he felt shocked. He wasn't over the home any more, where the hell he was he didn't know but hell appeared to be the most appropriate word. Under him were demons, a multitue of them but they didn't or hadn't seen him. He had to find his way back. He knew he was still in Japan, he could tell that much by the village in his view. Shit, they would have to take care of this first. Those things would and could kill people before their time. Damnit. With that he made his way back to Meifu.

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Mean while in the levels above reality, in dimensions where Gods and creatures existed above Earth were discussing. Their meeting wasn't very good, not at all.

"The Shinigami have learned of the Slayer's whereabouts." Stated one as it held an image of Meifu.

"They'll interfere in everything." Responded another.

"We must get them off of her back."

"Yes."

"We must warn her." Another one said.

"She'll be warned naturally. Her dreams will alert her." One said defensively. "Leave her be."

"They others will receive it as well." Voiced one of the elders.

A small figure arose and spoke. "I will send her a dream. It will tell her what she needs to know and no more."

"Why you have so little power!" One of them shouted at him.

"You haven't been powerful since the fall of the Empire." One of his brethren commented.

"It matters not. I still command the dreams of mortals." The God replied. "I controlled them for centuries, this is no different."

The beings agreed but reluctantly. Enma was going after one of their Champions. This wouldn't do, this wouldn't do at all but they couldn't do much anymore. The balance was already out of order and it was becoming dangerous even for gods. First Glory, the Jasmine, the Beast fell as well. Yes, gods or not, it was a dangerous time and the Shinigami had gods at their command as well, they couldn't play this one down it appeared.j

The youngest one would take them to the demons but they could only do some much with the reapers of death. They collected most of the souls for judgment anyways, this was competition, they could give too much help for them, even if it was stalling them and helping them.

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The office was lovely but around a table sat many figures. They were odd ones though. She had never seen them or anyone like them before. They were beautiful land dangerous.

A man with sad violet eyes stood before twelve figures. He radiated power, he was dangerous it appeared.

Next a younger boy, a teen with sandy blonde hair was next to the man. He commanded less power but held it none the less. He still held sway on something, it was unclear what it was but it was both an aid and a crutch.

Images flashed before her. They killed people, took them from the earth to some place. Where she didn't know. A young woman was shot by the teenager, her soul departing.

The older man was attacking a boy who looked remarkably like the teenager but much darker in features. The knife butchered the body with such brutality, the blood on the walls was increasing.

The boy was tied to a bed with fine threads, he was bleeding greatly, a man with white hair was standing across from him saying something. The words were lost, it was Japanese, no help. The boy was better, it was obvious it hadn't been that long since the incident. He didn't look injured at all.

The older darker sadder man was taking the life of an infant with another man in a suit and tie. His eyes behind a pair of glasses. They had killed the child and taking his soul.

A blonde and the teen were asking questions to a man in a lab coat, the next scene had them observing his body being pulled from the river.

All the men, an older man, and two more where around a table. Her image appeared twice from a projector. The pointed to her and she understood what was said last. "Remember she is our target."

Buffy woke up. Damn it, and here she thought it would be a quite vacation. Those men were after her. She didn't know what they were but all she knew is they killed people and took souls. They had to be evil and now they were after her. She had to be careful.