Chapter 4

Showtime pt. 1

"Who is this guy?" a beautiful black woman named Lissa asked as she walked down the dark corridors of a cave. She was really a shape-shifting demon and she took the form of a woman that surprisingly looked like the singer Ashanti.

"His name is de Hunter." a voice said from the shadows. "We fought before and I knew dat he would be coming here eventually, so I sent a little welcoming committie to Cleveland to take care of him. I guess dey arrived to late. Maybe not." the being said as it felt some people die. They were two people that the Hunter loved dearly.

"Whatever." Lissa said as she sat down on a huge rock. "The guy killed our Turok-Han. So what are we going to do now."

"De same ting we alway's do Lissa." Kendra/ The First said as she stepped out of the shadows. "We're going to kill some potentials and use dare blood to open up de hellmouth."

"You seem very confident." Lissa said as she cocked her head to the side.

"Dat's because I already have a plan in de works." The First replied as it walked up to Lissa. "Now dis is what I want you to do."


Akin blew out a breath as he walked up to a familiar house. Steeling himself he knocked on the door. After a few seconds a beautiful girl, who looked a little like Kendra opened the door. As he processed who it was, she slapped him on the face.


Dierdre sat down heavily on Sheila's living room couch. Lately Kendra had been pushing her away. Especially when the potentials showed up. As she got comfortable on the couch and turned on the TV, somebody knocked on the door. Letting out a sigh, she grabs a dagger off the coffee table and answers the door.

As she does so, she see's someone she hasn't seen in over three years. The shock makes her dagger fall numbly out of her hands. Before the figure could speak, she got over her shock and slapped him in the face.

"Ow!" Akin shouted as he rubbed his now sore jaw.

"Get out of here!" Dierdre screamed as tears started to form in her eyes. "You're not real, you're just not real."

"I am my sweet." Akin said as caressed her cheek with his thumb. Dierdre had changed alot in three years. She had dark brown eyes and strong, darkly exotic features.

"Don't touch me!" Dierdre shouted as she knocked his hand away. "You're not Xander, you're the First. Xander's...Xander's dead." she said as she broke down and cried. Akin was immediately by her side and held her against him as she cried. Her weight over balanced them and they slowly sank to the floor.

"I'm not The First my sweet." Akin whispered into her hair. "And you're right, I'm not Xander either. It's me Akin."

"What's going on in here?" a voice asked. As Akin looked up he saw that it was Giles, with Sheila and Dawn.

"My word." Sheila exclaimed as she saw who it was.

"Xander?" Dawn asked as she prepared to walk towards him. Sheila grabbed her and held her back.

"Get the hell away from Dierdre!" Giles growled out as he grabbed a short sword off of a nearby table.

"And it's nice to see you aswell, Mr. Giles." Akin replied as he stood to his feet.

"I don't know what kind of game the First is playing." Giles said as he walked closer to Akin. "But I want you to get the hell out of this home, Now!"

"It's okay, Giles." Dierdre said as she stood to her feet and wiped some tears out of her eyes. "This isn't Xander, it's Akin."

"Akin?" Giles asked as he lowered his sword. "Good Lord."

"You know Giles." Akin said with a chuckle. "I might not be Xander, but I still have his memories. And I remember that everytime you say good lord, something bad happens."

"Dat's because something bad is happening." a new voice said. Turning they all saw that it was Kendra.

"Kendra can you believe..."

"That's not Kendra." Akin replied, cutting Dierdre off, as he pushed her behind him. "That's the First."

"Damn, you're as perceptive as ever." Kendra/The First replied with a smile. "I bet you wish your friends were." she replied as she shapeshifted into the girl he left in Cleveland, Tracy.

"You should have taken us with you, Akin." Tracy/ The First said with a sad smile.

"You son of a bitch!" Akin growled out. "They were just children."

"The children you left behind." The First said as it shifted into Mario. "Oh and believe me this is nothing compared to what I have in store for the potentials. Seeya later dude." The First said as it flashed away.

"Giles where are Kendra and the potentials?" Akin immediately asked as he turned to face the ex- Watcher.

Camp Site

Kendra's sitting on a large rock, talking to three slayers-in-training, who are all lined up on the ground in front of her lying in sleeping bags on their bellies, heads propped up on their elbows, looking intently at her. There's a brunette Hispanic girl, a blonde girl with a southern accent, and a tall, skinny red-head girl.

Johnathon and Tara are out gathering more firewood. The other potentials are sitting by the open fire and Kennedy finally get's to talk to Willow alone.

"But never mind my deal." Kennedy was saying to Willow. "What's your story, I mean, witchcraft? Wow, that sounds new-agey."

"No," Willow said nervously. She knew that Kennedy had a little crush on her and really she didn't feel right being alone with her. "it's safe to say that what I practice is definitely old-agey."

"So," Kennedy said with a nod. "show me a trick."

"A trick?" Willow asks.

"You know, pull a rabbit out of something, or make something float."

"Uh, yeah, listen, Kennedy, um, it's almost morning." Willow said standing to her feet. "We really need to get some sleep."

"For what I have planned we don't sleep until after." Kennedy said as she grabbed Willow's hand.

"Kennedy, I'm dating Tara." Willow replied as she jerked her arm free.

"So." Kennedy said with a shrug. "Just drop that loser and get with me." Whatever, Willow was about to say was cut off when Tara approached the two.

"Hey guy's what's going on?" Tara asked as she shifted the wood in her hands.

"Nothing, baby." Willow replied, as she turned her glare away from Kennedy and smiled at Tara. "We were just talking." she said as she took some wood out of her hands. "Let's put these on the fire and get some sleep." she said as they turned and walked away.

"You will be mine, Willow." Kennedy replied as she layed back down in her sleeping bag. "No matter what I have to do."

"So then what happened?" Molly asked Kendra.

"Well den ADAM comes at us and..." she suddenly stops and peers out into the night.

"Kendra what's wrong?" Johnathon asked as he dropped the bundles of wood on the ground. As if to answer his question a bringer shows up and attacks him. Kendra stands up, backhands him, takes it's knife and plunges it in the stomach.

Seeing that Johnathon was okay, she moved on to attack the other Bringers that had showed up.

"Is everybody okay?" Kendra asked once the battle was over. She looked around and saw that the girls were a little worse for where, but they were okay.

"Hey wait." Molly said as she looked around. "Where's Annabelle?"

"I...I think the...Bringers took her." Tara stuttered. Which for her was something she hadn't done in a long time.

"Damnit!" Kendra yells in outrage.

"Hey it's going to be okay." Johnathon said as he pulled her into a hug. "If we leave now we might be able to get her back." 'Hopefully alive." he mentally told himself.

Not noticed by any of them, Akin had just arrived and stood behind some bushes. He saw the two hugging and put a sad look on his face. He could sense Johnathon's arousal for Kendra all the way from where he was standing. Maybe after all this time, Kendra had finally moved on. After a few moments, the look of indifference is seen on his face. As he scans the crowd of girls he notices that Annabelle isn't there with them.

"I'm not going to lose her too." he vowed to himself as he stepped back into the darkness. He was going to pay Willy the Snitch a little visit, so he could see where The First might be holded up at. Because from this moment on, things had to die.

TBC...

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