Here I am again! The 3rd chap in 3 days! U should b so proud of me!

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Eternalgorithm: Thanks 4 reviewing! I love SPIKE 2 but i don't think he'll b showing his face in this fic, becuz this is what happens 2 Buffy during Angel season 5. But i do have a sequal in mind that is what happens after angel season 5 ends that he will b in 4 sure!

The Pack

Dawn slammed her locker shut. Then set off down the hallway just as the bell rang. As the other students ran for their classes, Dawn headed for the library. She had joined a study group who got to use First period for their activities. Today they were studying occults and mythologies. Dawn smiled, if only these students knew how real some of the stuff they were going to study really was. She pushed open the library door and was greeted by a draft of cool, dry air.

It was dark in the Library, the only light coming from personal reading lamps that were positioned by each chair. That was another reason Dawn liked the library, the chairs, were huge! Each one was about the size of an easy chair, very well padded, and purple. Dawn wasn't sure why but the purple gave off a feeling of calmness and serenity. But then again, she was pretty sure the Head Librarian was a cleric, who might have cast some spell, or maybe just prayed over them, seeing as how they were Catholic.

The study group was held in one of the back rooms, and you had to walk all the way through the stacks just to get there. Even though it was a Catholic school, not everyone who went there was a very pious Catholic, or even Catholic at all, so you had to be careful when walking in the stacks. Other wise you might walk in on something you didn't want to see. Not that it happened very often, the librarians patrolled the stacks so much you couldn't turn around without seeing one.

Dawn reached the door to the back room at the same time as one of the study group founders, Marissa Grey. Dawn really liked Marissa, and they were sort of friends. The tall, thin girl smiled at Dawn and held the door open for her. "Hi, Dawn. How have you been?" Marissa asked. "I'm fine, you?" Dawn replied. "I'm afraid I haven't been feeling so well lately." Marissa confessed. "Oh really? Why?" asked Dawn, who took another look at her, Marissa's brown eyes seemed rather dull and her skin pale. "Not sure really, the doctors don't know." Marissa laughed ruefully and shook her head, causing her long auburn hair to dance, and her earrings twinkle. "But then do they ever really know?"

Dawn laughed also. "Not really, but sometimes they do." The girls stepped into the room and grabbed some seats.

As Dawn got her books out of her bag, she took a look around at the other teens. Like Marissa most of them looked tired and their eyes lacked their usual luster. Anabaena Smathings, a small quiet girl who was a math wiz, looked positively gray. Maybe some kind of virus is going around. The whole group was quiet, waiting for their last member to show. Dawn looked around the group again smiling, she was glad to be here. This study group was made up of some of the smartest teens Dawn had ever met. All of them had a specialty, Anabaena was a math wiz, Marco Hastings was a spelling guru, Marissa was the Queen of Latin, Sarai Kalderon was a Science genius, Dante Carter was a Vocabulary nut, Adrian Washburn was King of Writing, and Fae Winters the History Shaman. These weren't the only students here, there were four other teens besides Dawn and the founders, in the group, and like Dawn they didn't seem to be particularly brilliant in anything.

Fae burst through the door a few moments later. He grinned an apology to everyone and sat down. Dawn scrutinized him. Fae was 6'5" and growing, shaggy black hair, bright green eyes, thin (but muscular), pale, and the enthusiasm of a four year old. Fae seems fine. I wonder why all the others are sick? Dawn shrugged and turned her attention to Sarai who had stood up to speak.

"I am home!" Dawn slammed the door shut and kicked off her pumps. "Hey Dawnie, how was school?" Dawn smiled; it was nice to hear Buffy's voice when she got home. "Yah, what did you learn about today?" Willow asked walking into the kitchen. Dawn browsed through the cupboards looking for a snack. "Oh, nothing, just vampires and werewolves." Willow choked on her drink and Buffy almost dropped plates she was holding. "What…WHAT!" Buffy said. "Where, what class was this?" Dawn laughed. "No class, study group. We're doing occults and mythology this week. You should have seen your faces; you were all 'Whah!' It was so funny!" Buffy looked at Willow. "And what study group is this?" Dawn sighed, "Come on, Buffy, remember last week I told you that I had been invited into one of the A groups at school?" Buffy gave Dawn a look. "Yah, but I didn't really understand what you meant." Willow snuck around Dawn and took the plates from Buffy. "So, who all's in this group? The nerds and the geekies?"

Dawn shook her head, "No, it's actually made up of a lot of the popular kids." Buffy looked at Dawn and raised her eyebrows, "Really? Now that's surprising." Dawn nodded in agreement. "Yah, I was really surprised that they let me in. I've never been popular before." Willow snorted, "It's not that surprising, Dawn. Your very smart." Dawn laughed, "OK, I'm going to do my homework."

Faith stood on top of the tallest mausoleum in the graveyard. From this lofty perch she viewed the whole eastern half of the cemetery. It was the night of the full moon, and Faith was on Werewolf patrol. Normally on such nights she would be checking the hot spots in town, but Willow had read somewhere that the Roman wolves ran in packs that met up in the Northbridge Cemetery, before going out. So here she was checking it out. Buffy had taken the west side. Well actually they flipped for it. The west side had a whole lot more mausoleums than the east side, so you had to patrol more carefully to make sure nothing jumped out at you. As much as Faith liked to fight and patrol, she also liked to avoide as much work as possible.

"Faith!"

Faith jumped off the mausoleum and made her way over to where Buffy was. "What's going on B? I haven't seen anybody, maybe Red was wrong." Buffy shook her head and started off through the cemetery. "No, I don't think so, Faith. Will isn't wrong very often, and almost never about stuff like this."

Faith hopped over a tombstone and looked at Buffy. "I don't know B. I mean, this place is dead! No vamps, no demons, why should the werewolves show?" Buffy glared at Faith, "Because it's the full moon that's why! Good grief, Faith, what more reason do you want?" Faith sighed and kicked at some grass. "I don't know B. It's just hard you know? Moving from a place like Sunnydale where you had to patrol every night or things would get out of control, to this! It's just boring."

Buffy was about to reply when she heard something. Motioning for Faith to stay where she was, Buffy crept forward. She had just rounded a huge tombstone, when a howl filled the air. Buffy froze and stood listening to the eerie sound. Man, that just creeps me out! Oz never howled like that, wonder what's going on. More howls rose, answering the first. Buffy looked back at Faith, who gave a wry smirk. Buffy paused and waited for Faith to catch up. Then the two slayers started out in the direction the howls seemed to be coming from.

They found the werewolves in the south side of the cemetery outside of the Victrith Mausoleum. The slayers gaped at them. They were different from the way Oz looked when he changed. These wolves were bigger, and had no resimbilance whatsoever to a gorilla. They're fur was sleek, and their bodies thin. If one of them stretched out to it's full height it would probably be seven feet tall think Lupin in HP only more wolfy and cooler. Faith was the first to brake the relative silence, "You go first." Buffy rolled her eyes, "Thanks a lot."

HAHAHA! My first cliffhanger! Fear me! Fear the power! Srry bout that but I just had an excelemt horse lesson and I am feeling GOOD!

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