When I woke up the first thing I saw was my mom. She was sitting beside me on my bed, staring. I looked at her for a moment before rolling out of the bed and grabbing some clothes.

My mother doesn't really look like me. Instead of blonde hair she has dark brown hair and her eyes are chocolate brown and while my skin is pale hers is tan, though I think that's just more of a preference.

I turned to her and spoke. "If you have something to say, then say it. I have to get ready for school."

"Giles, spoke to you last night, right?" She asked, not turning to look at me. Her voice was expressionless. "About you being the Slayer?"

I felt shock flow through me. "You...know...about that?"

"He spoke with me also." She offered for explanation. "He also said that you refused to start training."

"Um, yeah. " I said, turning to go into my bathroom. "I don't want to die at sixteen."

"It's your duty to embrace being a Slayer!" My mother suddenly yelled at me, turning to face me. I stared at her in shock. She never yelled. "And if you don't, you'll have to leave. I'll send you back to the facility."

"So it's either I go back to being drugged up all the time or I train to get killed?" I demanded in disbelieg. "Mom, that's not fair!"

"I know it isn't, but life isn't fair. I had hoped that this wouldn't happen, but it did and I guess somewhere in the back of my mind I knew it was bound too." She said and I saw tears in her eyes. "I don't want you to die, Caroline. Which is why I'm forcing you to start training. They'll come for you either way."

"And if I refuse you're sending me back to the facility so you don't have to watch me die, right?" I accused harshly. "Newsflash mom, you can't run from your problems forever. Now, get out. This is my room and I need to get ready for school."

My mother turned and went over to the door before looking back at me. "Giles will be in the library after school. If you don't show up, then you better not even come back home."

With that she left and I slammed my bathroom door shut, turning and leaning against it as a few tears fell. I grimaced when I realized I was crying and I quickly dashed the tears away with my hands before I got dressed in black jeans, my converse, and a long sleeved button-up light blue top. I yanked a brush through my hair before exiting my bathroom, grabbing my school bag which had thankfully already been packed for me, and heading downstairs and out the door.

I didn't say goodbye to my mother and neither did she. I think it was clear that we were no longer talking. I walked briskly as I tried not to think. it seemed impossible. I knew I was going to wind up going to the library after school. I couldn't go back to the facility and I didn't want to get kicked out either, though perhaps it would be better if that's what my mom wanted. She obviously didn't want me around anymore. Perhaps she'd stopped caring in the year we didn't see each other more than once a month.

I looked up at the school as I arrived and sighed. It was large, loud, and most of all normal. Which I needed right now. I hadn't had normal for a while now.

I hurried to the front office and saw that they already had my schedule and stuff for me. I smiled and thanked them before going to sit in my first classroom, looking around.

The day passed by pretty quickly, all of my subjects fairly easy. At the end of the school day I walked slowly to my locker, putting my things away before reluctantly turning to go to the library. I walked in and scowled at Giles.

"Are you ready?" He asked and I saw that he had several weapons and pads and stuff out.

"This isn't fair." I snapped, wanting to slap him. "I'm only sixteen. Do you even care?"

"No, not really." Giles said, his voice cold. "I'm following orders. Let's start with hand to hand combat. I'll show you a few things first and I expect you to learn it."

I sighed and leaned against a table, waiting. I watched as he demonstrasted a few hits and blocks using a dummy. I glared and defiantly didn't pay attention.

"Now, show me what I just taught you." Giles's voice brought me back to myself and I sighed, pushing away from the desk when he was suddenly throwing a punch at me. I quickly ducked only to find that he was throwing his knee at me, expecting me to duck.

On instinct I brought my arms up to shield my face as Giles's knee hit my stomach and his arms came down on my back. I would cry out, but I didn't have the air and I fell to the ground, gasping.

"This is why you pay attention." Giles said, his voice steely. "I was pulling my hits, but the vampires won't and they will kill you if they get the chance and then someone will take your place."

Once I had caught my breath I got to my feet. "Yeah, well maybe that would be better. Did you train the last one two? She probably died because of you and your training. Were you this cruel to her as well? She probably turned out to be a cold-hearted bitch, didn't she?"

One minute I was yelling at him the next I was being slammed into the table. "Don't you dare speak of her again!" Giles snapped at me, pinning me down to the table. I felt myself tremble in fear and I tried to slow my breathing as Giles pulled away from me, letting go of the tight grip he had on my arms. "Now let's get to work. I'm only showing you one more time and then I'm not holding back. You need to learn and you need to learn fast."

This time when he demonstrated for me I payed attention and I was more or less ready when he attacked me next. I managed to block the first two hits he threw at me, but when I tried to throw a kick at his midsection, he caught my leg and lifted me up, flipping me in the air before he let go, letting me crash onto a table on my back.

Once again breath escaped me and it took me a moment after I had caught my breath to get up. "You can't teach me like this."

"I can and I am." Giles corrected, tossing me a few pads for my arms and midsectiion.

"If you continue this, I'll be dead before the vampires even get a chance!" I protested as tears threatened. I was now frightened of this man. He could and was hurting me. Yes, I knew pain was a good motivator, but it wouldn't help if I was half dead after each training.

Giles looked at me for a moment and his expression softened a little. "Fine, we'll start with putting power behind your hits." He reached down and grabbed a punching mat as I set the pads and stuff down. "Roundhouse."

I walked over to him and threw the kick I recognized from his demonstration.

"Put more power from your hips into it. Turn more." Giles said and I threw the same kick, adding the tips he had offered. "Good. Again."

And that's how it continued for the next two hours. He would wait until I had the move pretty much down and then he would show me how to block against it and he would have me block it. He wasn't pulling them as much as he probably could, but he was pulling them enough so that it would only bruise me.

When I got home I was exhausted, but the first words out of my mother's mouth was that she expected me to unpack three of the boxes in my room and I angrily stormed upstairs to my room.

This wasn't fair, I thought as I grabbed a box and set it on my bed. It was six and I had been working nonstop. I still had homework to do and I wanted to have a life at some point as well, but what did I get? I got to get beat up and then had to do chores, was expected to do my homework, and I couldn't tell anyone about any of this. Yeah, just another bombshell. Though who would I tell. All of my friends had practically forgotten about me the minute I told them my mom was committing me. They figured I was crazy.

It wasn't until I was on the second box that I realized I was crying, though it was angry tears. I grabbed one other box, dumped it on my bed before gathering them and throwing the now empty cardboard boxes out of my room and down the stairs. After that I slammed the door closed and locked it before turning to go back to work.

I glared at the mess on my bed before walking over to the window, throwing it open and climbing out onto the roof. I carefully closed the window before going over to the edge of the roof and lowering myself down before letting myself drop.

I broke into a run and just ran until I couldn't anymore. I wasn't really paying much attention to where I was going, but I eventually wound up in the cemetery. I gasped softly when I realized where I was and I frowned, turning to leave. I was startled when I turned and found a guy about nineteen standing behind me. Something didn't feel right.

"You look lost." He said, his voice was soft and melodic. His hair was black and slightly spiked, but not overly and he wore a black casual suit jacket without a tie. He had a white T-shirt underneath and he wore black jeans.

"I'm not." I said, turning away from him. "I'm just walking around."

"In a cemetery?" He inquired and I felt him take a step closer to me.

"Well, why are you here then?" I demanded, turning to face him. I crossed my arms over my chest.

"I'm...looking for someone." He said, stepping closer to me again. I resisted the urge to step away from him.

"Well, good luck finding them." I said, letting my arms drop to my sides. "This is where we go our seperate ways."

With that I turned and started walking away. I froze as he spoke again. "I think I've found her."

I looked around for whoever he was talking about, but he just continued to stare at me.

"I don't know you." I said, my voice firm. "And I want you to leave me alone."

"Too late for that...Slayer." He said and I felt my blood run cold. "I'm Angelus and you smell quite delicious."

I stared at him in fear before turning and running from him. I was running even faster than I had to get here. But it wasn't fast enough and he quickly caught up to me, pulling me into a mausoleum and throwing me into the wall. I cried out as I fell to the ground.

"I haven't tasted a Slayer yet." Said a female's voice and I looked up to see a blackhaired girl standing in the doorway to the mausoleum. "I want her."

"This one's mine, Buffy." Angelus growled at her.

"Now, now Angelus." Another voice said. "I'm sure we can share. Like we did back in the day."

I quickly got to my feet, backing away from them. "Stay away from me."

They all turned to me and the women, Buffy laughed. "The little doll's scared. Can I keep her, Spike?"

"Of course, darling." Spike said, stroking her hair. "We won't kill her and she can be your toy."

He had blonde hair and he wore a biker's jacket. He also had a scar over his eye.

"Will you be joining in Angelus?" Buffy inquired sweetly, looking over at him.

"Of course. I'm the one who tracked her down." He said before he turned and walked over to me. He stroked my face and I flinched away, surprised when I saw that his hand had come away, covered in blood. He licked it off of his fingers and smiled at me, his face changing to that of a beast's. He jumped at me and was about to bite when he suddenly cried out in pain.

I frowned and looked up as the other two vampire's cried out all of them gripping their heads.

"Get away from her." A clear female voice said. And I looked up to see a woman about twenty nine walk in, her hand held out. "You two, leave." She let Buffy and Spike go and they quickly left, leaving Angelus writhing on the ground. "As for you," The woman said, kneeling beside Angelus. "Here's your soul back. I found it floating in the wind. Have fun." With the woman took Angelus's face in her hands, placing her lips on his before she stood up. I saw a white mist flow from her into Angelus and then she let up on the pain she was inflicting on him before she turned to me. "Your different from the other Slayers. I wish you luck." With that she turned and left. I looked at Angelus as he stood up, looking up at me.

"I'm sorry." He said, looking apologetically at me. I frowned, trying to comprehend this one- eighty. "I wasn't myself, exactly. Does that hurt?"

I looked at him for a moment before the burning pain on the side of my pain let itself be known. The adrenaline had kept me from paying it any attention, but now that was gone and I found myself tipping to the side as waves of dizziness crashed over me. I tried to get away as Angelus caught me, but he quickly steadied me before he stepped back.

"You were going to kill me." I said, backing away from him.

"I won't do that now." He said. "I can feel guilt and regret now. That's what that woman was doing. Please let me walk you home."

"No way." I snapped, walking past him and out into the night air. "Go to hell."

"Please. There's more vampires out there." Angelus said. "If they see you, they won't hesitate."

"Well, then why didn't they attack me a minute ago before you showed up?" I demanded.

"Because they knew I was after you and I've made quite a reputation for myself." He explained. "But if they see you, they'll either know I'm not on their side anymore or they'll think you've killed me. Either way they'll attack you."

I glared at him before I sighed. "And how are you gonna walk me home without them thinking something's up?"

"They'll think I'm taking you home for...other things." He said, a little uncomfortably. It only took me a moment to catch on and I grimaced at him.

"Fine. Let's just get going." I turned and began walking back the way I'd come.

Soon I was home and I looked up at the window I had gotten out of, wondering how I was going to get up there.

"Here." Angelus said, lacing his fingers together and kneeling down. I sighed and stepped into his hand, letting him boost me up until I could grab onto the roof and pull my self up.

I looked down at him. "Thanks, Angelus." My tone made it very clear that I was still angry with him.

"I actually prefer Angel when I have my soul." He corrected me.

"Well, isn't that a little narcissitic?" I said with malice before I turned and opened my window, climbing back in and slamming it shut again before I shoved everything off my bed and went into my bathroom to clean out the wound on my head. I walked out to my room when I was done, leaving the door locked as I laid down and went to sleep.

(I may or may not do those videos, debating it right now, but please review to tell me if you like it, share your ideas on the story and as long as it doesn't mess with the few things I already have suggested I'll do my best to fit it in. Thanks.)