Hello gorgeous people! Few things I would like to say: First, Thank you so much again for the reviews and likes from my last chapter. Special thanks to James888 and Ziya Hitsugaya! Y'all are awesome! Second, I will be switching between POV's. Don't worry though, I will label so you know who I'm talking about. And lastly, I realize that the chapters are short, but they will be getting longer as I get into the thick of it. IF y'all lovlies want to chat or have any questions, feel free to PM me. Hope you enjoy!
"Okay, so explain this one more time." Dawn said.
She, Buffy, and Stormy were sitting in the kitchen of the Summers' residence.
"Alright. My name is Alexandria Reed. My friends call me Storm or Stormy. I'm from an alternate universe where your lives are shown in a TV series called Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Vampires, demons, and werewolves do not exist. Neither do Slayers or the Watcher's Council or anything like that. I was watching an episode and when I woke up, I was here in the Buffyverse."
Buffy looked at the taller girl suspiciously. "How do we know you're not some new Big Bad, trying to gain our trust?"
Stormy smirked. "Use your Spidey Senses." Dawn snorted a laugh.
Buffy narrowed her eyes and studied the young girl. She looked about 16. Navy blue eyes, caramel skin, and black hair with streaks of red and blue. If Buffy had to guess, she would say the teen was about 5'7 with a body type more like Tara's than her own. She was wearing black sleep shorts and a black long-sleeved shirt with Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy on it. The amused smile on her face showed the beginnings of dimples. As far as Buffy could tell, she seemed like a regular teenager.
Little did she know…
Three hooded figures stood in a large chamber filled with old artwork, manuscripts, weapons, armor, and the like. The figures huddled around a large transparent rectangle, showing the images currently transpiring in the Summers household.
"Everything seems to be going according to plan. The second phase needs to be initiated soon. We need to stay on track." The first hooded figure spoke.
"What about the… others?" The second figure inquired.
"We don't worry about the others, Perithius."
"But Oxus they will-"
"They will do nothing! If they try anything, we will kill them all!" Oxus shouted.
"Oxus, calm yourself! We only need to focus on the four we were assigned." The third figure, Calliope, explained. "The Goddess, The Key, The Slayer, and The Vessel are our only concern. We will not burden ourselves with their acquaintances. Getting hot-headed will only lead to recklessness yet again!"
"Um, hey, how about we confer later? When everyone has calmed down." Perithius suggested.
"Whatever!" huffed Oxus as he stormed out of the chamber, no doubt to drink his way through the night.
Calliope looked into the image of Alexandria with a small smile on her face.
This should be interesting.
