Harry Potter and the Other Slayer by TruSlayer

Chapter 6: Becoming - Part Four

Previously:

"Are you sure that this was the tomb of alfalfa?" asked Buffy, as she stood beside Giles.

"Acathla," corrected Giles.

Angelus attempted to yank the sword out, but as soon as he did, a bright red flame burst from the sword, throwing Angelus back and onto the floor.

Tom vaulted over the heads of the other vamps and swung a kick at Drusilla's head, which she caught with one hand.

"Naughty, naughty slayer," taunted Drusilla as she gripped his ankle with her other hand and threw him head first into the wall.

Darkness immediately overcame him...

SUNNYDALE HIGH - LIBRARY

"Get her out of here!"

"Wait, just see if he's okay, please!"

Two officers dragged Buffy out of the Library, having found her among the wreckage in the Library.

"You don't understand," Buffy stressed as the male officer kept pushing her into the hallway.

"You'd do well to keep your mouth shut, miss," the thuggish cop replied.

As she was being shoved against her locker, Buffy claimed, "But I didn't do anything!"

"Why do I find that so hard to believe?" every one turned to see Principal Snyder, approaching the crime scene.

"You know this girl?" the officer asked the principal.

"Buffy Summers," Snyder responded, his beady little eyes wide with triumph, he finally had the girl right where he wanted her, behind bars, "If there's trouble, she's behind it."

"You stupid little troll, you have no-" Buffy tried to insult the principal, stopping at the explosion that tore the library doors off of their hinges and out into the hallway.

Tom strode out, blood dripping from a gash by his left temple, but otherwise unharmed. With a lightning fast uppercut, the officer holding Buffy back was out for the rest of the night. When his partner came up behind Tom, she received an elbow to the face for her troubles. The last officer raised his gun at the same time as Tom raised his wand, with a wild "stupefy," both the cop and Snyder were knocked off their feet and landed several meters away.

"I cannot believe that the cops in this town are still as incompetent as they ever were," Tom complained, surveying the damage he inflicted.

"Oh my…"

"God?" Tom finished Buffy's sentence, "Sorry, you'll just have to deal with me for now."

"But how did-" Buffy stopped herself, "You know, how 'bout we just say that Buffy and magic are two unmixy things?"

"Works for me," Tom said as he ran back into the library, Buffy following close by.

"What are you going to do?" Buffy asked, but not getting an answer. Tom picked up the phone from behind the circulation desk and dialed, when someone answered the call he spoke, "I'd like to report a murder and several injuries…Sunnydale High…Please, hurry." Tom didn't stay on the line any longer, he hung up the phone and picked up Kendra's sword, which had fallen to the floor in all of the confusion, "Buffy, we're leaving."

"What, we can't just-"

"We need to," He replied firmly, his resolve unmoving "Don't you realize? Giles isn't here. They took him."

"Wha…" Buffy scanned every visible inch of the room, finding no evidence that Giles had been there, "Cordy's missing too."

"No, Cordelia got away during the fight," Tom quelled part of Buffy's fears, "But Rupert was definitely knocked out, yet again."

Buffy was able to conjure up a sad smile, "He had that problem even way back then?"

Nearly snickering, "Yep," then without a moment's passing, his smile dissolved into a grimace, "Angelus must have attempted the ritual and failed. That's what this was all about, he needs Rupert to find out what he did wrong."

Tom quickly strode over to the book cage while whipping out his wand. With nothing but a wave, the cage door opened up. Searching the weapons cabinet, he found another sword and handed it to Buffy.

"C'mon," Tom nodded to the door, "more cops are on their way, but we cannot be here when they arrive."

In the hallway, Buffy asked, "What are we going to do with these guys?" Indicating Snyder and the officers from before.

"I've still got some tricks up my sleeve," Tom took his wand back out and pointed it right at the unconscious officers.

"Obliviate," a silvery mist slowly left the tip of his wand, flowing into the officers. Shifting his aim onto Snyder, he remained there for a moment until a gasp reached his lips. Tom's expression became cold as he paced towards Snyder, like a snake lurking towards its prey. He kept the spell going for nearly a minute until he lowered his wand, breaking the flow of magic.

"Tom," Buffy approached her fellow slayer cautiosly, as he was still giving Snyder a withering glare, "What did you just do?"

"Modified their memories," Tom said, looking to the fallen cops, then he returned to Snyder, "But as for him...what I saw in his mind is unforgivable. I left his mind unhinged. Snyder won't be bothering anyone anytime soon," seeing Buffy about to object, "He has murdered and sacrificed many innocent people in order to get where he is now."

"To become a school principal?" Buffy asked, unbelieving, "Says a lot about his ambition. Who would go to all that trouble?"

"Someone who works for the Mayor," Tom stated vaguely, starting to walk towards the exit.

Following at his side, Buffy questioned his reasoning, "What has Mayor Wilkins got to do with any of this?"

Shaking his head, "Nothing, don't worry about it. What's important is that you get off the streets. Go home and relax for a while. In the meantime, I have some things that need to be done."

As they left the building, sirens in the distance could be heard. "Buffy, run. I'll catch up to you later."

Just before the ambulances came into view, Tom and Buffy went their separate ways, taking cover in the shadows before any wandering eyes saw them.