Parts of this story may be considered Violent or cruel. This is the second chapter. I will try to make it better than the first. I also realize that the first chapter had some mistakes, grammatical errors and a few continuity problems. I will try to remedy that in this chapter. Please read and Review, it helps me. Thanks.

School Of Hard Knocks

After school Buffy and the gang met in the library as usual. Even Cordelia managed to make it down. "Cordelia, why were you so mean earlier?" asked Buffy. "I'm sorry, but I have to keep my reputation." She replied. "Girls please. If you could refrain from squabbling, we might be able to figure what happen to Buffy earlier." said Giles in his heavy English accent. He was coming from his office in the library carrying a book, per usual.

"After researching all afternoon I can't really find anything that would make this happen. Perhaps a religious cult, maybe, but why would they want to change time and space, there is no sense in it" "Yeah but why do any baddies want to always end the world?" said Buffy "point well taken" Giles said. "Hey Buffy, could it possibly been a dream, like maybe, you passed out or something." asked Willow, her red haired friend.

"Possibly, it could be a hallucinogenic, side effect to some medication or…" said Giles, interrupting before Buffy could answer. "Guys, I'm not on drugs O.K." Buffy interrupted Giles. "I know what I saw and it was this school but it was empty, no one except…" "No one except who, Buffy?" asked Giles. At this point the whole Scooby gang was looking at her with avid attention. "When in the 'dream land', I came across one other person. It was a cheerleader, but…it wasn't. She had normal clothes and a normal body but her face was… All…Ewe." said Buffy reflecting back on the experience.

"Who likes the Drug theory?" said Cordelia, while the rest of the group looked at her disapprovingly. Suddenly, a figure appeared from the top of the library. Buffy, Willow, Giles, Xander, and Cordelia were all shocked when Principal Snyder revealed himself. "All right Summers I have heard enough. I knew something was wrong with you. I couldn't quite figure it out until now. Drugs, I thought even you had more self respect than that, my office now." He said pointing out into the hallway.

"Mr. Snyder please, Buffy isn't on drugs I assure you." pleaded Giles. His pleas however, fell on deaf ears as he waved his hand and walked out behind Buffy. Buffy and Principal Snyder walked to his office in Silence but she was sure that he would let her have it when they did arrive. "Buffy Summers, caught finally. I knew that one day I would get you at something." he said walking behind his desk into his chair.

Buffy just sat in Silence with an angry pout on her face, not looking at him. "You know, I'm going to have the pleasure of calling your mother and telling her what she already expects. Trust me; if I can't get you kicked out of school then I am going to make sure that you have no social life to speak of."

With this new revelation Buffy shot her head at Principal Snyder and glared, daring him to pick up the phone, which, he did with a look of evil satisfaction of his own. Principal Snyder was a man, not exactly up to par with other people in regards to his height. His head was shaved and he always wore a black suit that looked a little to big for him. He was the principal of Sunnydale High, but if you listened to him you wouldn't know it. He hated children, but he held a special loathing for Buffy and her friends.

He sat back in his chair and finally he started to speak. "Hello Mrs. Summers, Yes I'm Principal Snyder at Sunnydale High School. I have your daughter here in my office and I'm sorry, but I have some bad news. Yes it seems that she tried skipping class and I have strong evidence that she is using illegal drugs."

He didn't get to finish because Buffy interrupted to defend herself. He quickly silenced her and went back to the conversation. "Yes, that is her in the background. Like any substance abuser, she is adamant that she is innocent. I know, sad isn't it? I have her in my office, so if you could please come to the school so that we may talk about…her options. Yes Thank you." He said hanging up the phone, looking at her.

"I have to go and get some things prepared, so I want you to sit in here and wait for your mother to arrive." With that he walked out of the room. Buffy sat and thought about what was going on. She had not had the chance to defend herself so she sat with out saying a word. After sitting for what seemed an extreme amount of time, Buffy's emotions finally got a hold of her as the realization finally hit her of the charges she was facing. How was she going to explain this to her mom? Of course she wasn't doing drugs, but Principal Snyder could come up with bogus evidence if he wanted.

Buffy just sat and thought about what was to become of her. She looked at the clock and it said 3:30, her mom would be at the art gallery and it would take her a while to get here. Buffy just once again sat and after about three minutes looked at the clock again. This time it said 4:56. "What, almost five?" Buffy said to herself. This had happened only one other time. When a boy in a coma was making peoples nightmares come true. One other thing got her attention, It was deftly quiet.

There should be some noise especially from the outside. Her mother surely would have been here by now. She got up and went to the window. When she looked out she couldn't see very far do to a dense fog. Immediately she knew what was happing. She was experiencing what she had earlier today. She got the courage to look out side the office and the site that greeted her was one of strange Normalcy.

The assistant principal's desk was the way it had looked before she was sent to Snyder's office. The pencils were still on the left side, her in and out box for mail on the other. Only one thing was out of place. There was a note on the desk strangely addressed to her mother:

To: Ms., Joyce Summers,

Concerning: Elizabeth Ann Summers

Ms. Summers, this is to inform you that the disciplinary committee that is concerning your daughter has been convened in room 209 on the second floor in the south wing. Please go there for the hearing.

That's strange, Buffy thought to herself. Why would they have the hearing without letting her know about it? Besides they shouldn't be having a hearing yet, they were to only talk about her options, a hearing would be later. After further investigation of the letter she noticed that the date was March 23, 1998. That is a week away.

"That is really weird." She thought out loud. She decided to go to room 209. But first she would go to the library and see if Giles and the rest of the gang were there.

She walked down the hallway and took in the new atmosphere. All of the lockers were the same, Brown and in order on opposite sides of the hall. The hall itself was normal as well. She could see posters of school functions and upcoming bands to perform at the Bronze.

She made it to the library and once she started to pull on the double doors, she met a roadblock. They were locked. They wouldn't open no matter how hard she tried. She broke the glass to release the lock, but once she reached in to open the latch, it was no where to be found.

"Really, really weird." She said out loud. She decided that she would tackle trying to get into the library later. She continued down the hallway and up the stairs to room 209. When she got there that door was also locked. Under the handle was a note.

Janitor Carl, I lost my key ring today, I'm not sure where I lost them but I thank I last had them in the girls locker room.

The new janitor, Lisa. P.S. Please don't tell Snyder that I lost the keys. If he finds out he'll kill me.

"Shoot!" she said. "I guess I have to go into the girl's locker room." She started walking down to the gym when Buffy heard a noise behind her. "Hello. Is anyone there?" she called out. No answer came. Buffy started walking to the source of the sound when a figure came sauntering around the corner. It was one of those cheerleaders from hell. Behind the cheerleader was a body on the floor laying in a pool of blood.

Her attention went quickly back to the cheerleader, this one was different though. It still had the red dress and yellow top that was the Sunnydale cheer uniform. This girl was shorter than most and her hair was a glowing blonde. Her face was once again transfigured but she could still make out features. Her mouth was wrapped around her head longer on one side and her nose was nothing more than slits in its flesh. Her eyes were in abnormal positions, but still in the ballpark as to where they normally would be. Her eyes were a pale white; no iris's to speak of. Her movement was jerky, like she was having a seizure.

From her mouth emitted a shrill scream, one that Buffy had never heard the likes of before. Buffy's curiosity ended as she went to fight the Monster. She gave it a kick to the head and it fell down. It hadn't even made an attempt to defend itself. It suddenly jumped to it's feet and one of her arms reached behind her and she presented a self defense knife.

She wasn't holding it correctly, with her whole fist wrapped around the handle. It was like she didn't intend to use it but just hold it. Buffy's sense of superiority dropped a notch, but she was still confident that she could take her out, that was until the Cheerleader lunged at her with the knife.

The strike missed her throat by inches. Buffy instinctively caught the girls arm when she was still in the process of drawing back the blade. With her upper arm caught in Buffy's, and her forearm in Buffy's hands, Buffy pressed down on her forearm and with a satisfying snap, let her go.

The Cheerleader's right arm was clearly broken but she continued the assault. The cheerleader flailed its other arm at Buffy, but once again Buffy's speed and agility proved too much for the assailant. After Buffy gave the cheerleader a punch and kick combo they both stood facing each other. Buffy stood in a combat stance while the cheerleader stood hunched over, her broken arm hanging at her side.

The cheerleader seemed to be inhaling and let out another wrenching scream. This time the cheerleader just stood hunched over looking at Buffy. Buffy wondered why she did not attack like before but she soon found out. A large group of more cheerleaders came around the corner. The way they were walking looked like they were dancers having an overdose reaction.

Their movement was very erratic and forced. They looked basically like the first one, just varying in height and hair color. Buffy stood in amazement as the reinforcements arrived. The girls were already armed. Some had baseball bats, tire irons, and knives. But one in the back got her immediate attention. This one had a gun. Buffy didn't know much about guns but the sheer sight of it made her blood run cold. 'These girls know how to use guns!' she thought to herself.

The cheerleader with the gun raised it up and pointed it her like a gangster would in a movie. Buffy knew she couldn't fight all of the cheerleaders and especially since they had the use of a firearm. Buffy had to do what she had not done in her whole career of fighting the undead at Sunnydale High School, she turned around and ran.

Buffy ran outside and was confronted with the densest fog that she had ever seen in her young life. The temperature had also dropped. Buffy was wearing a black lace shirt with a blue tank top underneath. She didn't have any pants, just a short skirt. She immediately felt the chill. She stayed close to the building because she didn't want to get lost in the foggy courtyard. She felt her way to the gym and found that it too, was locked. By this time Buffy was very frustrated and kicked the door.

Unlike the library the door gave way, when she checked it she saw that it had a lock, also unlike the library. The gym was eerily silent. The outside fog was giving the gym the same atmosphere through the upper windows. In the middle of the gym was a rack of basketballs. Buffy didn't understand why there would be basketballs out in the middle of the gym since there was no basketball practice that afternoon. There was a note pinned on one of the basketballs:

Shoot all the balls in the rack

If you don't I will attack.

You are now in my domain,

Don't try to run I know your name.

Only ten balls you have to take,

But only one you have to make.

If you don't make at least one shot within the time,

Then your pretty neck shall be mine.

Blow the whistle and I will come,

So we can play one-on-one.

To: Buffy

Buffy noticed that the note was written in what seemed to be…blood. A whistle was wrapped around the pin. "Really, Really, Really creepy…Ewe" she said she said cringing and dropping the note.

She didn't want to take a chance of leaving because the note quite a compelling argument against it. This was the creepiest thing that she had ever seen. It made her want to vomit. She knew it was strange because she was the slayer, but she had an overwhelming sense of dread. She knew she had only one choice. She drew a few deep breaths and reached for the whistle.

Her hand was shaking as she brought it to her mouth. Buffy just looked at the whistle for a moment and noticed that there was blood on it as well. "One…two…Three." She said and drew one last breath. She blew as hard as she could into the whistle. Nothing… nothing had come. She started to feel a little relaxed when she noticed that it was getting darker.

Buffy looked over to where the locker rooms were and saw that they were emitting a darkness that traveled along the walls and floors. It eventually came together on the floor in front of her and she was met with a scream of agony. "A mans scream." As she said this a man came from the darkness, being pulled up from a hole with razor wire, screaming the whole time. His eyes were gone, bleeding a dark liquid that Buffy didn't want to know what it was.

His arms were hanging over his head wrapped in razor wire. He had no lower body to speak of. Buffy screamed in terror watching this man materialize before her. She started crying while at the same time clutching a stake that she had failed to remember fighting the cheerleader. This was the most horrifying thing that she had ever seen.

The man was now a few feet above the court when he let out another scream of agony, and appeared to flex his muscles. He broke free of his bonds and fell to the court below.

He started pulling himself towards Buffy, letting out screams as he went. Buffy could not move. In all of her years as a vampire slayer she had never seem something so cruel. She looked down at the man and noticed that on his shirt was a name tag. 'Carl…It was Carl the janitor.' She thought to herself.

He kept crawling toward Buffy and she finally remembered. She was supposed to make a basket. She grabbed a ball and started to throw it when Carl grabbed her by the ankle. She felt the energy drain out of her and her mind filled with complete sadness and woe.

She saw her mother's death flash before her eyes; her father was the one that killed her. Giles was slain by a demon in his sleep while Xander and Willow were forced to endure torture beyond what any human could endure.

Carl let out another Scream and that brought Buffy back to her senses. She broke free of Carl's grasp, but he had drained her energy so low, that she could hardly stand. She ran as best she could around Carl and was near the goal. He appeared right in front of her out of the darkness, still on the ground. "You have got to be kidding me!" Buffy yelled as she threw the ball.

Her energy was so drained that she missed entirely. She ran back to the ball rack and picked up another ball. She could feel herself getting weaker by the minute. 'This must be what the note meant by better do it in time." Buffy thought to herself. She got to about the free throw line and mustered the most energy that she could. She threw the ball, but in mid air Carl opened his mouth and swallowed it into the darkness.

"No…" she whimpered. She grabbed another ball and with the very last of her energy stocks, Buffy ran as fast as she could toward Carl and the goal. In between the free throw line and the goal Carl propped himself up on his stub and looked like he was trying to block the goal.

Buffy kept running toward him and when they were about to collide, she jumped on his shoulders and threw herself toward the goal. In midair Buffy heard Carl emit another agonized scream when she slammed the ball into the basket. She fell to the court and watched as Carl and the darkness were sucked into the basketball goal.

After about a minute Carl and the darkness was gone. The gym immediately lit up, but only to the grey overtone. Buffy dropped to the ground and started to sob uncontrollably. She laid down on the hard surface of the court and fell into a fitful sleep.

She awoke and found Carl's key ring sitting in front of her. 'Didn't see those before.' she thought to herself. She got up and found that her energy had somewhat returned. Buffy grabbed the keys and said a silent prayer for not having to go into the locker-room. At least not after what just happened.

She walked to the door of the gym and let herself out. Upon closer inspection the door had repaired itself. At the moment she didn't care and just went along her way. She felt her way back the way she came to the main school building. She walked up the flight of stairs and stopped.

She found herself facing the group of deranged cheerleaders again. This time they had not yet noticed her and were standing still. They all were standing in very grotesque positions. Some were twisted around, others hunched over and their necks twisted.

Buffy looked around and found that the one with the gun was now in the front of the pack. She knew that only way to get to room 209 was through those deranged pom-pom flingers.

Buffy was starting to formulate a plan when they all at once turned on their heels and faced her in attack mode. The still made no movement but just were now looking at her. She decided that the best way was from point A to point B. She started running as fast as she could toward the group.

She hit them at full speed at dropped about four of them to the floor. Buffy also was taken down by her own momentum, but she was on her feet in no time. The rest of the cheerleaders were taken by surprise and just started swinging their weapons. They had no idea what was going on and their arrant attacks started hitting others in their group.

Buffy took this chance and ran toward room 209. She fumbled with the keys for a while, not being able to find the right one. After about thirty seconds of fiddling she found the right key and the door swung open.

When Buffy got inside she found that there a lone desk, much like principal Snyder's. The desk was sitting in the middle of the room. The chair was turned around but she could tell that there was someone there. "You must be Miss Summers." said a voice from around the chair. "I'll have you know that I have been watching you. Everything that you do here, I know about."

"What are you some kind of stalker?" said Buffy trying to sound strong. "I'll have none of that teenage mouth of yours, young lady. I am watching you to judge you, to judge whether or not you can sit at the right hand of god. Surly you got my message this afternoon?" said the voice.

"You mean you're the one who said that in the bathroom earlier?" said Buffy. "Yes it was me. You see I am the Alpha and the Omega. I am a god among men…I am…God" he said wheeling around to face her. "You're a tough one though. I am not sure how to judge you. On one side you such a sweet innocent little girl. On the other…Your heart is filled with hatred." "I have had enough of this. You need to take a chill pill and get off your high horse." with that Buffy turned around and started to walk out of the room.

"I wouldn't…" said the man. When Buffy was three feet from the door, a huge man with a metal head cover in the shape of a pyramid materialized in front of the door. He took a swipe at Buffy and hit her hard in the face knocking her down to the ground. The huge man crossed his arms and stood in front of the door.

He was twice the size of any regular man and was probably three times the size of Buffy. Even if he was abnormal tall he was still in proportion. His fists were the size of Buffy's head and his arms were at least the size of her waist. The large pyramid thing added at least three feet to his already huge size and the tip of it came down the front of him like a shield.

Buffy got up and stared disapprovingly at the man in the chair. "I told you, don't get sassy with me." said the man getting up from his chair. He walked around to the front of the desk and stood staring at her.

The man was wearing a black suite with a black shirt. He looked like he had just come from a funeral or maybe, he was a crappy Johnny Cash wanna-be. He was wearing a black hat like those found in the 1940's. He had brown eyes that were largely hidden by his hat. The only thing about him is that he was short. Her first thought was that it was Principal Snyder, but this man was different. He was shorter than Snyder. His hat was the same color as his ayes and seemed to be styled in short spikes, but she couldn't tell.

Buffy said the first thing that came to her mind. "You know, your really short for some one wanting to be god." "You see, it's that kind of attitude that prevents me from giving you salvation. Love your fellow man. No matter what his problem is." He said snarling at her.

Buffy could tell that she had gotten a rise out of him but upon looking toward the behemoth blocking the door she decided not too pursue it. "Prove to me that you belong in the kingdom of heaven." After that he nodded to the pyramid head and walked back around to the back of his desk.

Buffy turned to look at the pyramid head close in on her. He raised his hand and hit her hard across the head. She immediately blacked out.

Buffy awoke back in Snyder's office. She was on the floor, strangely. Once she got to her feet Principal Snyder came in followed by her mother. Her world seemed to be back to normal. It was 4:00 and the sun was shining brightly outside. It was like her whole ordeal had never happened. Buffy finally remembered why she was there in the first place and moaned.

That is the second chapter. I hope you all like it. Please read and review. I hope that I have remedied the problems with the first chapter but if not just let me know. Also I want to tell you all again. I don't own Buffy or any property, physical or intellectual of that franchise. Same goes with all of the stuff that has to do with Silent Hill and Konami.