Title: Miss Memory: Leaving SunnyHell and Scythes
Summary: Buffy leaves SunnyHell, and gives two of her sisters a present each.
Timeline: My version of the end of S6 for the Sunnyhell spot.
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"But Buffy, I don't see why you have to leave." Willow said, her whining voice grating on the oldest Slayer's nerves like a bronze nail on the old-time school chalkboards.
"I have to learn to live again, and I can't do that on the hellmouth with you guys expecting me to do things all the time. Me and Dawn are gonna go to an old friend's place." She explained this with strength behind her voice but her face remain blank. They had been tormenting her like this for hours and it seemed it would never end. She was tired of it.
"But Buffy. You're abandoning us again!?" Xander shouted, outraged at her selfishness, when she was actually not being selfish at all. His eyes flashed and Buffy wanted to kill him. She held her hands low and soft-looking, enough to keep herself from strangling him, but the urge was still there, and she finally lashed out just a little.
"I don't want to hear it Xander! You've been selfish so far, and I haven't even gotten the chance to readjust- it's been three years since I came back from the dead and I was just suppost to get back on the horse. I gave the college my papers, and Dawnie has already re-registered at a different school in another town." She smiled inwardly, knowing how they were going to react to her next statement. "If you need to get in touch with me, Faith and Hope will know." She turned it back in his face.
"Faith?!" Willow and Xander asked together, horror and hatred vying for control.
"Buffy, I don't know much of who Faith is, but I think they're just trying to get their minds around it. So, uhm, who's Hope?" Tara asked. Her voice was calm, a considerable contrast from her girlfriend's actual intensions. She didn't understand why they were so hard on the slayer they claimed had been their friend, and she didn't really like it.
"Faith's sister." Buffy replied easily, with a smile ghosting across her pink butterfly-thinned lips.
"Faith has a sister?" Xander asked.
"How do you know this?" Willow asked, then.
"She's another slayer." Buffy replied, nodding her head as if everything was perfectly common knowledge and ignoring their questions for the most part.
"How?" Willow asked dumbly.
"I died." Buffy replied with a roll of her eyes.
"Why didn't you tell us there was another one?" Xander asked, completely ignorant that he had no idea which death she was talking about.
"How would you have acted?" Buffy shot back.
"I would have accepted and" Xander started.
"Yeah right you bloody winker. We all know that you would have thrown a fit, and if you had found out that she is Faith's little sis, you would have buggered up your friendship and blamed it all on the Slayer here." Spike told him, lighting another cigarette and then cursing when it seemed to fall apart.
"Spike's right Xander." Anya told her husband, ignroing the cursing and unsure of Xander's offense with Buffy and the one they called 'Faith.'
"Well, why are you leaving?" Willow asked, as if she hadn't already explained herself more than was called for a thousand times before.
"I need to get awaym" was all Buffy said.
"Oh, well," But Buffy stopped Xander before he said something bad, something he'd regret, something that would force her to cause permanant bodily harm before she could stop herself.
"Bye guys. Faith and Hope will be by later."
"Bye Slayer." Spike said as she left, somewhat sad that she would be gone. He was fond of her, fond of 'the bit,' and the Scoobies, well, Willow and Xander anyway, complained at her back.
"Hey B. ready to go?" The dark haired ex-inmate asked.
"Yeah, but I have prezzies for you guys before I go." Buffy said innocently, tiptoing as if dancing around to the trunk of the car.
"Aw, shucks B." Faith said, almost going moist-eyed, but smiling deeply in anticipation. B never did do anything in halves.
Buffy opened the trunk and pulled out two identical, different colored weapons that looked like they were some sort of mixture of a staff, to a scythe, to a giant stake, to something else melted from platinum. They were awesome just looking at them. The Slayers could feel a hum from the oddball weapons. She handed a dark black and silver one to Faith, and a grey and silver one to Hope. Faith's had an 'F' imprinted on it while Hope's had an 'H.'
When the Dehane sisters touched the staves, they both fell against the car, and caught themselves, holding tightly on to the weapons. "Power trip." Faith grunted as she adjusted to the feel of the scythe. Buffy smiled. She had had the same reaction. So had Dawn with her's. But it was just as fun to watch others react to it and stand tall as if it didn't give her a giant buzz.
"So it's true; 'Scythe matters.'" Hope said aloud when she regained her voice a couple of seconds later.
Faith rolled her eyes, and Buffy deadpanned, "Ha. Ha. It's so funny I'm going to leave before I die of laughter."
Buffy reached over and hugged her two sister-in-arms, immobilizing and shocking both of them.
"Keep in touch and tell me any news. Don't get anyone not-evil killed, be good, don't do drugs, and don't die." That type of preaching was sort of half-instinct now. She hadn't meant to innitiate her 'mother mode.'
"Yeah, yeah B. Now hurry up before your scoobies change their minds and decide to drag you and the rugrats back to the Hellmouth." Faith said, trying to hide her non-Faith-like side from Buffy.
"Right." She said as she put her hands up in mock surrender. "Right, I'm going now. Keep in touch you guys, Griffin will be over weekly." Buffy replied as she smiled at them.
"Later B. And give the kids a kiss for me!" Faith said as Buffy got back in her car. "Hungry and Horny!" she shouted as Buffy started driving away.
"Nudity and Crocodiles!" Buffy shouted back, remembering one of their first eager conversations with fondness.
And with that, Buffy was driving her red convertible out of Sunnyhell and towards the city of Her Angel, readying herself for the trip to England by portal, then by floo, and eventually to Diagon Alley. Both of her children, Dawnie, and even Alonna's son had each gotten a letter to go to Hogwarts.
She wondered if Dumbledore actually knew who he was sending letters out to, or if the old instruments of the school worked automatically.
It had been five years since the kids were born, but all of the time they had spent in other dimensions had added six years to their life, and a few more to Dawn's and Buffy's. But with Dawn and her own age reducers up, no one really knew differently.
Buffy suspected that Dawn had not been found until now because of not doing anything magical until after coming to Sunnydale, ...And Sunnydale being a hellmouth... it kind of hid their magical energies.
TBC obviously. Well there, Buffy has finally ditched the scoobies and there was a slight sisterly bonding.