Author's note: Ok, I didn't get my five reviews, but i figured I should up date any way.
Desty was sitting on the couch in her office/bedroom. She had changed from her way oversized pajamas and into jeans and a baby-blue halter top. The cot had been folded up and tucked away in a corner. Snuggles was curled up on lap, as Desty read the account of Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. There was a knock at the door.
Snuggles jumped off her lap, nearly knocking the book out of her hands, and began barking excitedly. Desty smiled as she got up to see who it was. She looked confused to see the woman standing there. "Hello. Who are you?"
The woman smiled. "My name is Willow. And your name is…?" She said as she held out her hand.
Desty accepted it. "My name's Desty. Can I help you?"
Willow smiled. "Actually, I'm here to help you."
Desty stepped back in confusion. "Help me…? With what?"
Willow's expression turned serious. "Desty, the powers that be have brought me here, because they have chosen you as the next slayer."
Desty blinked. "The next what!"
"I realize that it may be hard for you to accept, but you are the slayer. The chosen one, the one girl in all the world with the strength and skills to stand against vampires and the forces of darkness. It's been over 400 years, but the powers have finally called a new slayer, you."
Desty shook her head. "No way… you've got the wrong girl."
"I realize it may be hard for you to believe that vampires and other demons are real, but…"
"That's not the problem. I know they're real. I've got the scars to prove it. You're the one that doesn't understand. I run, I hide, but I don't fight… ever."
Willow stepped closer. "Desty…" Her voice was gentle and soothing. "I know it seems like an easy thing to reject. But you can't escape your destiny."
Desty's eyes flashed. "You're crazy! I'm a street kid. I don't have a destiny." She said as she pushed past Willow and ran out of the building.
Willow sighed and sat down on the couch. Snuggles came and sat down next to her, licking her hand. "Hey fella, I wonder what she named you."
"I think she said his name is Snuggles." Angel said as he entered.
"That went well." Spike commented.
Willow looked up at them, smiling ruefully. "Now I know how Giles must have felt when Buffy first came to Sunnydale."
"Well, don't worry. She'll come around." Angel said reassuringly.
Willow nodded and then looked back up. "You guys never did tell me what brought you here and where you disappeared to."
Angel shrugged, and Spike scratched his head. "Now you mention it, Red, I don't bloody remember."