The five walked out of the crypt and as one stared at the sky.

He remembered the last time he had seen it, it was a clear night like this as he and willow where on there way to the Bronze.

Breaking himself from the sight he slowly reached up and pulled the guard away from his mouth and nose.

For the first time in uncountable centuries he breathed air that was free of the stench of demons.

The five stood like that for several minutes before the pains of there past returned.

Taking one last deep breath he returned the guard and moved through the graveyard.

It was several minutes later that the five stood outside a house and looked at the strangers that lived there. A lifetime ago this was his house, his home.

Now it belonged to someone else. For the first time he actually doubted if returning was a wise choice.

Forcing the doubt away he steeled himself and turned to the other four.

None of them remembered when they had last spoken, over the years of fighting they had formed a type of connection with each other.

"So?" he grated out with unused vocal cords "Where to now?"

His first general looked at the others before back at him "School?" she questioned as he thought for a moment.

Making the decision he nodded and the five fell silent again as they melted into the night.

They where halfway there when the sound of a fight drew there attention to a blonde fighting three vampires.

Buffy was beginning to tire, she had dealt with two of the vampires but the last three where proving harder to stake. A roundhouse kick dropped one, Moving to finish it off She failed to notice one of the other two rip a gravestone out of the earth.

The five watched the fight for a moment as the blonde managed knock one down, the warlord sighed internally as she lost situational awareness, he realized she would die if he didn't intervene as the vampire hefted the huge chunk of granite over his head.

Stepping forward he pulled a small length of carbon black chain, calculating the distance he lashed out.

One end of the chain was attached to his bracer, the other was attached to a heavy spear head.

As the spearhead embedded itself in the vampires back the warlord jerked the creature away from the blond.

Slipping the Katana out he slashed the legs out of the creature before reversing the swing and taking the six inches from his head.

Buffy finished staking the fallen vampires before reversing he grip and stabbing the second as he came up beside her.

Turning to face the last she noticed the gravestone on the ground of the now empty graveyard.

Watching the blond from the shadows he turned a questioning look to his second in command.

With a nod of understanding she led the general from Asforoth towards the school.

Leading the other two they trailed the blond as she made her patrol.