(This story was written over ten years ago at the tail end of my teen years. It may have some plot issues, but I like it, so I'm in the process of reformatting it so it doesn't hurt your eyes. Thanks for reading!)
The Edges of Infinity
Prologue
Sunnydale, 2002
Buffy sighed as she walked her usual rounds through the Graveyard. Ever since the whole 'Willow Smash' incident, things had been rather quiet around the 'Dale, save for a few vampire happenings and a drunken bar fight or two between a couple of demons at Willy's. Other then that, nothing. Sunnydale High recently reopened, though, and that was a little entertainment for a while. Dead kids, long story. Spike had returned from his little trip to wherever it was he went, and Buffy felt that he hadn't been all there lately. The life, although as much an oxymoron that is, appeared to be gone from him.
Something was wrong, and Buffy couldn't quite put her finger on it.
But that was the least she was focused on. No vampires? What the hell? She didn't like it. It
gave her the feeling of impending doom. The calm before the storm, or whatever that term was.
That's how she felt.
"Vampires? Here Vampy vampy vampies!" Buffy said, looking around.
"Oh c'mon! Throw me a bone here." She said, sitting down on a tombstone. Bored out of her mind, Buffy looked contemptly at her nails, then at her wristwatch.
"You'd think I would've brought some gum..." She said, now talking to herself, keeping herself company.
Then, an axe slashed downward smashing part of the grave on which she sat. Buffy quickly rolled forward, barely missing the slice of the blade. Buffy pulled a strand of her hair back behind her ear and looked brazenly up to her opponent. Opponents, actually. There were three of them, each with a different weapon, all looking the same. Black as night, but with bright yellow eyes to contrast. Each warrior had a suit of armor bearing a symbol that looked...actually...very Mickey Mouse-ish.
"Oh what, you swing an axe at a girl but you don't even say hello?" Buffy said, jumping into action. She performed a sweeping kick, which sent one of them flying on their behind, then she jumped up and punched the other in the face. The third swung his mace at her head, but she just simply ducked and watched it slam into the other demon guy instead.
"Hey, watch out! You'll put out an eye or perhaps break a nose! You don't want a broken nose,
do you?" She looked at him smiling, but then he started to swing the mace around again. Buffy
complied by punching him in his barely-visible nose, which he grabbed, dropping his mace.
"See, I told you!" She said, once again with a grin on her face. She shot a quick kick to his groin, then did a sweeping kick while grabbing the mace. When she swung back around, she swung the mace at his head. followed by a deafening yet grotesque crack. Buffy quickly got to her feet and patted her hands together.
"One down..." She said, but before she knew, Her head was flying into a tombstone. Ouch... Buffy opened her eyes to see a very blurry demon guy raising his sword for the kill. Without a second thought, Buffy thrust her legs upwards, knocking him down and forcing herself upward, to where she was in a crouching position over him.
"Ah, ah, ah!" She shook her head and her finger in unison. The demon cracked his head upward, sending Buffy flying backwards. And with cat-like reflexes, he went on her again, this time with the sword to her throat. Buffy placed her hands on both ends of the blade and heaved as she pushed him off, trying to keep her cool, even though she was slicing her hands open. She got the upper hand and pushed the sword against his throat, and pushed yet harder until it sliced right through his neck. Scrambling to her feet, Buffy swung the sword in a few fluid motions as if to intimidate the final demon with the axe. After dazzling him with a few fancy sword tricks, Buffy kicked the axe out of his hands and thrust forward with the sword, piercing the weak area of the armor and twisting the sword, but making sure she didn't kill him.
"Alright, I'm gonna ask you once, and then I'm gonna get testy. Who are you guys and why are you here?" Buffy said, smiles all gone and a grimace overcoming her face.
"Why would I tell you, keybearer?" He said, trying to be strong, like a captive trying to keep his
secrets from the enemy. Buffy's eyes widened at the mention of 'Keybearer.' Did this guy know
about Dawn? Was there another hell beasty trying to get back to its own respective dimension?
Buffy twisted the sword harder and watched his facial features contort.
"Now you didn't answer my questions! And how the hell do you know about the key?" She said,
yelling at him now. He started to laugh, but Buffy started to slide the sword around in him and
watched his eyes widen.
"Okay, okay... We are...or were...the Three of the Heartless. We were sent here to stop you from
preventing the rise of our master with the key. Ansem will live!" He said, then he starved to laugh
again. Buffy raised an eyebrow.
"Thank you, now say cheese." She said, watching him give her a confused look.
"Chee...?" He started to spit out before Buffy chopped his head in half. Then Buffy rested the
sword on her shoulder and watched as all three bodies disintegrated.
"All in a day's work..." She said, walking off.
