Ringworld is property of Larry Niven. All characters from the Buffyverse are Property of Joss Whedon. Everything else belongs to me.
Dawn watched Buffy walk towards the door leading to the basement. She knew Buffy had murder on her mind. This was not the first time Buffy had gone crazy and stuff.. She had attacked her friends before. Dawn frantically searched her mind for some way to save Spike. She liked him. He never talked to her like she was a kid. The solution came to her in a flash. Dawn grabbed a pair of scissors off the living room table and ran out the front door. When she reached the sidewalk, she yelled as loudly as she could.
"Hey, Buffy! I'm running with scissors!" Dawn waited for Buffy to notice that she was outside and then ran directly into oncoming traffic. Buffy dropped her weapons and launched herself after Dawn. Dawn kept running long after she reached the other side of the street. She hoped to lure Buffy away from the house long enough for Spike to escape. She didn't think this plan would have any problems. Buffy ran like a girl. Unfortunately, so did she.
Willow finally found the spell. She had returned to Buffy's room looked for the spell Buffy used to increase her intelligence. After searching through a few books she finally came upon a book that had certain paged folded and highlighted with a yellow marker.
"This is how you treat the ancient books of knowledge?" Willow muttered under her breath. Willow reviewed the details of the spell and was shocked. The spell drew upon the source of all secular knowledge. It made reference to a being of great intelligence that gained enough of an understanding of the universe to attempt to build his throne above heaven. The Jewish writers referred to him as the "Day Star" or the "Son of Dawn."
Others called him Lucifer.
"That's a disturbing coincidence." Willow thought. "The monks could have named her anything, why Dawn? This is not good." She thought. She tried to remember as much of her Jewish history as possible but she was Jewish by birth not by practice. She never even had a Bat Mitzvah! Willow gathered the books and headed to the nearest synod. She had to get a clarification of some of the terminology.
"Buffy is going to become smart, scary smart. I can't lose her to the darkness. If I lost someone that close to me I would just go crazy." Willow thought about losing the people closest to her, Tara, Xander, Buffy and her stomach clinched. She closed the door behind her lost in her own thoughts.
They returned after dark. Buffy had spent the last three hours chasing Dawn all over the neighborhood.
"Three hours wasted." Buffy thought. She desperately wished she could wrap Dawn in a stasis field. At least the girl wouldn't wiggle around so much. Buffy held a iron grip on Dawn's arm as they walked through the door of the Summer's home.
"You're cutting off my circulation!" Dawn yelped.
Buffy gave her a look that could have melted steel. As they entered the living room they saw Xander kneeling down next to a stack of boxes.
"I got everything Buffy. Funny thing, none of the stores asked me to show any I.D. I guess I look like a Buffy." Xander said.
Buffy released Dawn into the living room and locked the front door behind her. The door to the basement was wide open.
"Surprise, Spike is gone." She said with dry sarcasm. Buffy turned her attention to the boxes stacked in the living room. She looked the boxes over and was pleased. However, she was not so pleased at the way Xander looked at Dawn. Xander was a loyal friend but he was still male. She was not nearly ready to protect Dawns descendants yet.
"Upstairs, Dawn!" Buffy commanded. "Don't try running away again. I found you once I can do it again." Buffy turned to Xander. "Alright, let's start putting this stuff together."
The next day Glory found the Summer's home. Buffy saw her approach and readied the weapon. Glory raised her right hand to knock on the front door. That's when the door exploded. A ping pong ball filled with water and launched from a pneumatic gun punched a hole in the door a fraction of an inch from Glory's head. It was traveling at well over one hundred and fifty miles per hour. Buffy chambered the next round and fired again. Splinters of wood were jammed into Glory's skin but that didn't stop her. Glory grabbed the ball in mid-air shattering the bones in her hand. The third ball was on target. It hit in the fore head fracturing her skull. She fell backwards unconscious with a hairline fracture. As she fell she changed.
"Never come between a girl and her gun." Buffy said to herself smug in her victory. She reached the front door expecting to find the prone body of Glory. Instead, the intern Ben lay on the porch bleeding. Bone protruded from his palm.
"What the hell?" Buffy thought.