Buffywoke up earlier the next morning and packed her gear, heading into the jungle before and of the others were awake enough to stop her. Buffy had been walking in the jungle for awhile when she realized with dismay she had no way to know where Danielle was located. She was about to turn around and go back when she tripped on a cable and fell forward.
"Ow," she said as she got up and brushed her clothes free of dirt and that's when she noticed something in the bushes. It was a bunker of sorts hidden from sight and very well camouflaged. Buffy tapped around and after some investigating she found a door. She was about to open it when she heard the distinct click of a gun being loaded behind her.
"Put your hands up and turn around," the voice commanded and Buffy obeyed, only to find herself face to face with none other than Danielle.
"Are you Danielle?"
"How do you know my name?"
"My friend Sayid, he told me about you. My name is Buffy."
"What did he tell you?"
"He told me you were a watcher and that you think there's a monster on this island…."
"And so you came to poke fun at me, laugh at the crazy woman?"
"No, I believe you. I'm the slayer."
"So, dude I was thinking that maybe we should take a census of everybody, make sure to dot all our i's and cross our t's you know," Hurley said to Jack.
"Whatever you want, Hurley but I don't see why it's really necessary."
"Dude, do you even know my real name," he said, Jack is about to open his mouth, "It's not Hurley, that's my nickname. It's Hugo Reyes. See that's why we need the survey so we know who the hell everybody is, where they came from…"
"Okay, Hurl…Hugo."
"Call me Hurley."
"But you said….."
"It's just the principal of the thing," he said as he walked off to take the census.
Buffy and Danielle sat in what Danielle had called her home for the past 16 years.
"I was a watcher to one of the recent slayers, her name was Alexandra," Danielle began, handing Buffy a picture of a girl not much older then herself, "We were ship wrecked on this island 16 years ago."
"What happened to her?"
"She was killed by the monster. It can feel when a slayer is close and it draws her to the island and feeds on her essence."
"Feeds on her essence is that just like a fancy way to say it eats her," Buffy asked, Danielle frowned in a way that reminded her of Giles.
"The monster is worshipped by the others."
"The others?"
"Yes, a group of well we think they are people on the island. They help the monster perform a ritual at the black rock to extract the slayer's essence so the demon can consume it."
"That sounds painful."
"It is. You are in danger here and the world is in danger because you are here."
"Huh? What is with you watchers and the cryptic? I mean could you vague that up for me?"
"The monster will try to kill you that is why you are in danger…."
"I get that part but why is the world in danger. Is there another apocalypse coming or something?"
"You are on a deserted island. You are the slayer, the one person who is strong enough to stop the forces of darkness. Right now you can't do that because you not where the people are you are stuck here. You might as well not even be on this planet anymore…"
"What are you saying?"
"Because you are here the world has no slayer and it is defenseless against the forces of darkness. The world is in grave danger."
"But when Alex was here the world it was fine."
"She wasn't here for very long. She died soon after we came here and another was called. When one slayer dies….."
"Another is called."
"Hey, guys we have a problem," Hurley said, running over to Jack in Sayid.
"What is it?" Sayid asked.
"Buffy's gone," Charlie yelled, running over and interrupting Hurley.
"Make that 2 problems," Hurley said.
"Where did she go?" Jack asked.
"I don't know," Charlie responded.
"Guys, hello?" Hurley said, waving his hands around to get their attention.
"What?" Jack asked him.
"Hey, Buffy missing," Charlie said.
"She's not the only one," Hurley said.
"There's someone else?" Sayid asked.
"Everybody on the plane is accounted for in the census. Even the dead except one guy."
"Who?" Jack asked.
"Cameron Davies."
"I'm sorry who the bloody hell is Cameron Davies?"
"I don't know I never met him," Hurley shrugged, "No one has, they just remember he was on the plane."
"You never met him and you're bothering us with this stupid problem when Buffy could be lying dead in the middle of a ditch somewhere," Charlie spat back at him, "Was I channeling my mother when I just said that or what?"
"Did it ever occur to you that perhaps the body was lost at sea," Sayid reasoned.
"I guess that's possible," Hurley said.
"Listen, Hurley, I don't have time for this right now. We have to go look for Buffy," Jack said, going to go look for her the others following his lead.
"Kay, we'll talk later," Hurley yelled after them.
Cameron watched as the sun sunk lower in the sky. He was itching for a good kill and he was finally healed to the point where he could hunt some human prey. His toothy smile widened at the thought. He wasn't ready to fight the slayer, yet but he could snack on a few of her friends while she wasn't looking. That he could manage and tonight he would feast.
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