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End of small Sanctuary
"What are you doing out of that chair?" asked Principal Snyder. "I thought I told you not to move." Buffy just stood and looked at her mother and principal Snyder. There was no way that she could come up with a good excuse.
"Buffy, is it true? Are you really on drugs?" asked Joyce Summers. "Mom, I'm not on drugs. I never have been and I never will be." said Buffy, trying for the first time, to defend herself. Joyce looked at her daughter, seemingly trying to decide whether or not to believe her. Buffy was after all, the reason for them having to move to Sunnydale.
Buffy looked past her mother and principal Snyder, and saw to her horror, a Sunnydale police officer. "That's right Summers, I got the police involved." said Snyder noticing that she saw the police officer. "Principal Snyder, I don't believe you. Buffy may have some, emotional issues and behavioral problems, but she would never do drugs." said Buffy's mother. Upon hearing what Joyce had to say, Principal Snyder's face dropped and Buffy's lit up.
"Mom, you believe me?" asked Buffy getting excited. "Yes honey, I do." "Ms. Summers, please reconsider. I heard her and her friends talking about it. She tries skipping class, for god sake, she burned down her old school gym!" said Snyder getting angry. "That may be so, but what's past is past and I don't believe that Buffy is on drugs. We can have that nice police officer give her a drug test and see once and for all." said Joyce in a matter of fact tone.
Snyder summoned the police officer into his office and they talked for about an hour. Buffy pled her case and Snyder, Joyce and the police officer listened. Snyder had a look of non-belief while her mother and the police officer listened intently. "Well, I think I have enough information. Buffy follow me please." Said the police officer after Buffy was finished with her side of the story.
Buffy and the police officer walked down the hallway in silence. Finally Buffy spoke up. "So do you believe me, or are you on Snyder's side?" Buffy asked. "I believe you. I have been on the police force for five years and I have seen a lot of kids your age addicted to drugs. It is easy to tell that your not. You just don't have the look." said the police officer.
Buffy and the police officer walked to the nurses' office. There was a paramedic there waiting with a needle set out on a table. "All right Buffy just sit in the chair and we will take some blood for the test." The police officer said. "I don't like needles." Buffy said, in response. "Its o.k. just try to think of something besides the needle." said the police officer smiling.
Buffy could not help but to like this police man. He was tall, had a dark complexion and his face was smooth, with even lines. His eyes were a bright blue and his hair was a dirty blonde cut short. He was really very handsome. Not only that but he was being nice to her. Most people had a tendency to prejudge her. "There, all done." said the paramedic handing the blood vial over to the police man. "It doesn't look like there's any trace of drugs in here." said the police officer, as he put the blood into the sharps container on the wall for needles and other biohazard things.
"I didn't feel a thing." said Buffy looking down at her arm. "Aren't you supposed to do more to it than that?" she asked. "Technically, yes. But, I already know that you're not on drugs. When I got the call to come over here they told me that you were a real trouble maker, starting fights and other things. Once I actually got here and saw you, I knew that it wasn't in you. You may be misguided, but you're not a drug addict." said the police officer.
After the drug test Buffy and the police officer walked back the way they came to Principal Snyder's Office. They walked through the main office and into the door into Snyder's office. Joyce was standing looking out a window, with a look of worry on her face. Snyder was sitting behind his desk reading a news paper.
"We're done, I have gone over the results and she is clean." said the police officer. "Oh Buffy, I knew that you were clean." said Joyce. "I want to thank you officer…" "Dylan, officer Dylan and I want you to know that if you ever have any problems just give me a call." said officer Dylan, walking out of the office.
Principal Snyder sat back down into his chair. He had a look like nothing in this world made sense anymore. "Principal Snyder, if that is all I would like to take my daughter home now." Joyce said. Principal Snyder didn't even look at Joyce and Buffy and just waved his hand, like he was swatting a fly.
On the way out to the car Buffy had a chance to talk to her mom in private. "Mom, I want to thank you for believing in me back there." Buffy said. "Its o.k. Buffy, I know that you would never do drugs, But, did you really try to skip class?" said Joyce. Buffy didn't really have an excuse for that. She couldn't tell her the truth. She also couldn't tell her that she simply blacked out. "Uh…about that…" said Buffy stammering. "Buffy, you know that your classes are important. You know that you are grounded now don't you?" said Joyce. Buffy just shook her head in compliance, as they got in the car and drove home.
It was still daylight outside and Spike was getting anxious. "I can't wait for the bloody sun to go down. I'm getting hungry." He said pacing back in forth in their warehouse. Spike had come across this as his new base of operations after killing the anointed one, a vampire who was in the form of a child. His job was to help the master regain his strength and take over Sunnydale.
Spike was also a vampire. He had pale skin and his hair was bleach, white blonde, slicked back over his head. He liked wearing a red shirt and jeans with a black trench coat. He also had an English accent, having been sired a little less than two hundred years ago in England.
"Don't worry Spike; I know that everything will be fine. Besides, I can feel something is coming. It is very near, something…new." Drusilla said, holding her head at the end of a table set out in the middle of the warehouse floor. Drusilla was Spike's girlfriend, also a vampire. She was Sired by a vampire named Angelus, or Angel as he's called today. Before Angel had turned her into a vampire, he had tortured Drusilla for pure pleasure. He killed all of her family and friends. Now she was, violently insane.
"What is it dear? What do you see?" asked Spike walking to her side. "I see a…an, an angel. I see an angel spike." She said smiling, looking at him. "You see Angel. What in the bloody hell would he be doing here?" asked Spike, holding her head in his hands. "No not Angel, an angel. He is an angel of darkness, he is coming. He has already met the slayer." She said, looking up to the heavens, smiling. At that moment Spike noticed something out of the corner of his eye.
"I was unaware that Vampires were capable of love. I always thought that they groveled in the dirt and begged for whatever charity anyone might give them." Said a short man in a black suit and matching hat. He walked out of hiding and was standing at the opposite end of the table. Spike was immediately infuriated. "You've have got quite a pair on ya pall, for coming here alone." said Spike pointing at him, changing his face to the wrinkled vampire image.
"Please, I'm here to help. I was just making a joke." said the man presenting his hand to spike. "That's him spike, that's the angel." said Drusilla leaning in to whisper. Spike scowled and finally took the man's hand to shake. "Do I at least get the pleasure of knowing your name?" said Spike taking back his hand.
"My name is Michael. I also understand that you have a…uh, slayer problem. I can help with that." said the man known now as Michael. "You see, I already met her, and you know what, I don't like her. To me she is nothing more than a snotty nose teenage brat. I hate teenagers, and I especially hate teenage girls."
"Now you're talking my speed. I think I can begin to like you. Hey get us a round of drinks, bloody Mary? Said Spike hinting at the drink that has his favorite ingredient. "No, I think I'll have scotch-on-the-rocks. I'm not into the drinking of blood." said Michael. "You're not a vampire?" asked Spike, confused. "Good lord no. I am the arc-Angel, sent here to judge the righteous to sit at the right hand of god."
Spike nodded to his subordinate to get the drinks and he, Michael, and Drusilla sat down to the table. "Ya know, now that I think about it, when I met the slayer, I got carried away and told her I was god. Oh, well, maybe it will teach her to respect authority." said Michael laughing. Spike also had a smile on his face. He thought this Michael, guy was a little off, but he was beginning to grow on him. "You know, how exactly did you get in here? I should have guard's posted." asked Spike.
"You had guards, but when they wouldn't let me in to see you I had to take care of them." said Michael, putting his feet on the table, leaning back looking up towards the ceiling. "You did what?" asked spike, turning serious. "I didn't do it myself, I sent my right hand." said Michael. "You're right hand comes off?" asked Drusilla with a morbid look of amusement.
"Ha! 'does my right hand come off' Now that is funny! You got yourself a keeper Spike. She has both brains and beauty. No, dear, my right hand doesn't come off." said Michael laughing hysterically. Drusilla had a good laugh as well, feeling accomplished, to have made a joke. Spike was less than amused. He had just lost men, how is that supposed to be funny to him? Michael leaned in the pair. Drusilla leaned in as well getting excited. "Would you two like to meet him?" asked Michael, with an evil grin.
Drusilla nodded with a look of amazement. "let me get him." said Michael smiling, snapping his fingers. With that the huge man with a pyramid on his head materialized right behind Drusilla and grabbed her by the throat. His huge hand squeezed down on her and lifted her out of her seat. He swung his arm and Drusilla around and pinned her against a support pillar. Spike was out of his seat, had changed to his vampire look again, and raged at Michael. "What is the meaning of this?" Spike snarled.
"Meet Pyramid Head, as I call him. Be careful he likes to play rough." said Michael, calmly cleaning his nails. "Let her go now!" screamed Spike. "On one condition, I get to have the slayer all to myself. You two can do whatever it is that you do with her gone just give me the slayer. Also we, as in me, you, your gal, and pyramid head share this lovely warehouse. Hotels are really expensive in Southern California, besides I don't think that pyramid head would be welcome in the Sunnydale Hilton." said Michael, calmly bringing his gaze to Spike, but speaking harshly. Drusilla whimpered behind spike. He turned to her and saw that she was terrified. "Fine…Just let her go." said Spike, looking Michael in the eyes.
"It seems that we have a deal." Michael snapped his fingers and pyramid head dropped Drusilla and walked to the other side of the table where Michael was. "This is going to be fun, isn't it?" asked Michael, with a crazed smile on his face.
"Buffy, are you o.k.?" asked willow over the phone. "Yeah, I'm fine. Principal Snyder brought the cops in and every thing." Buffy said "They gave me a drug test and I passed, and when he told Snyder that I passed, he wigged out. Under the circumstances, it was the funniest thing I have ever seen." said Buffy, giggling into the phone. "So, you are off the hook now, right?" asked Willow.
"No. I couldn't explain why I wasn't in class, so I'm grounded." Buffy sighed. "What about patrol?" Willow asked. "Not tonight. I called Giles before you called, and he said that with all I have been through, I should take a break." said Buffy, in response. In the background, Buffy heard willow's mother tell her to go to sleep. Buffy and Willow exchanged their goodbyes and hung up.
Buffy decided that it was time for her to go to bed as well and lay down. She fell asleep almost immediately; however, her head was not filled with sugar plums and gumdrops. She was walking in a town that she had never seen before. She could not see very far because of a dense fog. Suddenly, her attention was brought upwards and she could see a large figure falling from the sky. It sped closer and closer to the ground. About fifty feet above the ground, it unfurled a set of black wings.
The creature slowed it's decent but not by much. Buffy strained her eyes to make the figure out but, due to the fog it was still too hard. The creature was still falling toward the earth, when Buffy decided to see where it would land. Buffy looked in front of her and saw Willow. She looked back toward the sky and the creature was still falling.
"Willow!" Buffy screamed trying to get her friends attention. Suddenly the creature had landed behind Willow. There was a sword sticking through her. Buffy looked at the winged creature and noticed it was the man in black. He slowly drew the sword from her friend. Willow collapsed soon after. The man in black stood with his head hidden behind his hat.
The whole world was deadly silent. Nothing made any noise. Buffy then got cold. The man then said something. "She has been judged." His words were almost lost in the intense silence. They were almost a whisper, just barely audible. He then started taping his sword on the ground. Tap, tap, tap. He sat still then again. Tap, tap, tap. The tapping turned from metal on concrete to something hitting glass. Once again, tap, tap, tap. Buffy turned on her side and woke in a sudden violent motion.
She looked over toward the window and saw Angel knocking on it. She got off the floor and ran to the window to allow Angel entrance. She grabbed him and started to hug him, forcefully. "What, are you glad to see me?" he asked hugging her back. By this time Buffy was crying. "I just had a dream where Willow died and…and I…" she didn't finish her explanation and went back to hugging him through the window. Angle could do nothing more than hug her back and let her get her fears out.
The next morning Buffy went directly to the school library. "Buffy! Good lord, you're all right." said Giles in his usual English accent. "We all thought that Principal Snyder had finally gotten you." said Xander. "No he didn't get me. Where's Willow?" asked Buffy, looking around the library. "She's with Oz. Why?" replied Cordelia. "I had a dream last night where the same person stalking me killed Willow. He had wings and fell from the sky." Buffy explained franticly.
"Wait, wait, wait, Buffy, who's stalking you?" asked Giles, worriedly looking up from one of his books. "Oh yeah-" Buffy said "I haven't told you guys yet. Yesterday when I got to Snyder's office, I had another trips into the other world. This time it was a little more hardcore. There were the cheerleader monsters and they knew how to use guns. I then had to go to the gym and when I got there, there was a note written in blood. Then a guy named Carl came out of this darkness and his hands were wrapped in barbed wire and I had to fight him. After that I went to room 209 and in there, there was this guy, he was dressed in a black suite. He had this thing that was three times the size of a regular guy and he had a huge pyramid on his head. He hit me and then I woke back up in Snyder's office. That guy in the black suite was the one who killed Willow in my dream." said Buffy panting after having gotten all that out in one breath.
"So a man in a black suite is responsible for your 'jaunts' into the other dimension?" asked Giles "Yeah it's looking that way. Can't you research stuff in your books and well you know?" Buffy asked pleadingly. "Well I could but without a name or a reference point there's not a whole lot I can do." answered Giles.
"Oh man that was great!" yelled Spike. "I haven't had that kind of kill in a really long time." "Good for you Blondie. It's nice to see that you had your fun last night, now I have to go and take care of grown up things. You two be good, and no playing doctor, what would her mother say if she found out?" said Michael getting up and laughing, looking at Drusilla. "Where in the bloody hell do you think your going? Its day outside and…Oh that's right you're not a vampire." said Spike in his English accent.
Michael was on his way out the door when Spike once again spoke up. "You know when we first met, I liked you. Now you just get on my nerves. Besides, why can't you send the sodden pyramid to take care of her?" Michael turned around and confronted Spike face to face. "The reason I don't send pyramid head is because I want to have some fun myself. Look at you. You don't do anything around here. You just sit and at night knock off a few helpless girls. If you know what is good for you, I suggest you shut up." He said getting in his face. With that Michael turned and left.
Buffy and Xander walked down the hallway in silence, at least since Cordelia had gone off to find her other friends. They turned a corner and they found Willow and Oz sitting in the cafeteria. "Willow!" Buffy squealed and ran up to her and embraced Willow in a tight hug. "I don't know if I should feel threatened by this or turned on." Oz said looking over toward Xander, who was walking up to the group.
"She just had a bad dream, and if you've known Buffy for as long as I have you know she gets pretty freaked over dreams." said Xander, sitting down, opening a snickers bar. "Willow, are you o.k.? has anyone hurt or said anything to you? Specifically a guy dressed in a black suite?" asked Buffy.
"No Buffy, I haven't seen anyone in a black suit." said Willow. "So you haven't seen anyone in a black suit or a black hat?" Buffy worriedly restated. "No, I'm pretty sure that I haven't-But oh, there's a man in a black suit." said Willow pointing over to the entrance of the cafeteria. Buffy looked over to the entrance and saw, to her horror, the man that she had seen in the other world and her dreams. He was exactly the same, his hat, his finely tailored suit, even the way he carried himself was the same.
Buffy stared in horror. She could not believe that this man could come into her world. She got up and made her way over to him. Willow, Xander and Oz just sat and watched as she walked over there in mechanical determination. She was not more than three feet from him when Principal Snyder came from around a corner in front of her.
"Now Summers, what are you planning on doing?" he asked. "I-I ohm, I was going to ask what that man is doing here." she stammered. "That man is here to do a seminar on how to defend yourself against bullies, such as your self." Snyder replied. The man looked at Buffy at that exact moment. Her whole world seemed to go in slow motion from that point on. He got a half Smile across his face and nodded to her.
She was sure that he was acknowledging her. The mere sight of him and what she remembered from him was enough to make her blood run cold. He waked up from behind Snyder and put his arm on his shoulders, like they were really good friends. "So, who do we have here?" the man asked looking at her. "This is Buffy Summers. She is, in my opinion, the biggest Bully in this school. Buffy this is Michael; I've already told you why he's here." said Snyder, introducing them.
"I know who he is." Buffy said with acid in her words. "Well, with a cute name like Buffy, why are you so angry? You don't seem like the type to bully people." said Michael in a condescending tone. Buffy could tell that this, Michael, was the man she had seen in the other world. She was limited on what she could do to him here and she could tell that he knew it. "Give me a couple of sessions with her and we will work out what ever issues that she has and she will become an upstanding member of the school body." Michael said to Snyder.
Snyder got a look of pleasure on his face, with the mere thought of making Buffy do something that he knew she wasn't going to want to do. Willow, Xander and Oz came over to where Buffy was and they were standing at a safe distance.
"Call me crazy, but I think that guy is really getting under Buffy's skin." said Oz. "yeah she really looks ticked." Xander said in agreement. "Guys I think that we should stay were we are, because it is going to get ugly." Willow said, watching what was unfolding.
Buffy watched as Snyder and this Michael guy were talking about her. Everything that she did in her past was being brought up and scrutinized. Buffy felt like she was being judged for things that she didn't do. She could no longer hold her anger in. She could feel the tears well up in her eyes. She did what she, as the slayer is supposed to do when confronted by an enemy.
Buffy pulled back and was about to give Michael a hard punch to the face. What she didn't realize was that he was ready. In the instant that she drew back to make her punch, Michael had drawn a 26 Inch steel baton, seemingly from nowhere. She threw the punch but instead of it landing, Michael dodged it and hooked her arm in the baton and wrapped it around her back. Buffy was brought to her knees in a terrible blinding pain. She was pinned to the ground with one arm wrenched behind her back and she could do nothing.
Michael then leaned in and whispered in her ear. "You can't run slayer. I have you. I know where you live, what your doing and with who. I can transgress from my realm into yours. In fact, you have yet to see my true domain. Let's call this the end of your small sanctuary." Buffy, realizing what he was saying knew that it was true. She had nowhere else to run, he could come to her. She then started to cry not knowing how she would deal with this new threat.
End of the third chapter. Please send me some reviews, tell me what you think. I realize that the first chapter had some grammar problems that I didn't see but I am working on that in the future chapters. So let know what you think, thanks.