Part 8
In all of the times that various vampires had threatened to turn her, Buffy had thought about the twisted poeticism of it, but had never bothered to wonder what would actually happen if a Slayer became a vampire. Now she knew. Dark power compounded. Slayer strength and vampire strength, concentrated into one person.
No one spoke for a long time. Everyone stared at their feet or at Buffy, afraid to state the obvious. Naturally, Anya was the one who finally broke the silence.
"She was a Slayer. You've got a mighty big problem."
"So it would seem," Buffy whispered, choking back tears. She wanted to weep, but not from fear. It was the utter operaticism of the whole thing. The full impact of the fight between good an evil was hitting her again, and in a completely new way. Death she had contemplated, but it was the life beyond, as Ogha had put it to her in a dream, that she had never considered. It was too big, too much.
"We come from the same place," Giles said. "We are daughters, and in the end, we die in the same way. It's what she said to you the first time you dreamed of her."
"We come from the same place," Buffy repeated. "She started out in this thing as a Slayer, and..." she gestured to herself in lieu of saying "so did I."
"You are both daughters," Giles said, hesitantly, "of Sineya, the first Slayer. Isn't that what you called her, Willow?"
"Uh, yeah, when we did that combining-our-essences spell, we called on her spirit, and I read that all Slayers are known as Daughters of Sineya."
Xander ominously wondered, "What was that last part, we die in the same way?"
Again, a silence hung in the air. Buffy looked from person to person, searching for something to hold onto, something other than what was clearly on everyone's mind.
"You guys think she's planning to turn me?" Buffy asked. No one answered, but Buffy continued anyway. "Yes, of course she is. She said something about raising an army, how she and I were going to wreak havoc. She may not have meant in a fight, she may have meant as two Slayers-turned-vampires with super strength and bad attitudes. Then, she'll move on to Faith, then the next Slayer, then the next, until there's enough of us to... do whatever she wants to do."
"Which I imagine isn't good," Xander said.
"God," Willow sighed in disbelief. "I can't believe this. I can't believe she was a Slayer. I mean we've all seen what happens when a Slayer goes bad, but this is something I'd never even..."
"Me neither. But it makes sense. It's why she's in my dreams, why she says she doesn't come, but she's brought. It's just like with Faith, when we dreamed together when she was in a coma. We do share dream space – we share... the same mind, in some ways," Buffy explained, more to herself than anyone. She began to pace. "Oh God! It means that she knows everything I know, she knows my methods, what I'm thinking, what I'll do next... how am I going to be able to fight her, Giles?"
"We'll think of something, Buffy," her Watcher assured her.
"We always do," Xander added.