If you had to compare cemeteries against each other, Sunnydale would beat Chicago's any day. At least Sunnydale was known for it's massive amounts of death, so they made their tombstones pretty. Everything here is a bunch of rubble and you can't quite tell who is who, so you have to pretty much just guess what's fresh and what really isn't. I learned how to tell the difference, but Faith has been having a tough time distinguishing between the two. Faith isn't like anyone else I know in Chicago. Humph... I find myself always comparing things to Sunnydale; The cafe shops, the schools, the neighborhood, the houses, and people – especially the people. Everyone here is so cold and heartless, trying to make it through until they can the next day. For so long, you feel like you're a ghost and like no one can see you so you become so alone. A thing like that can make you go crazy. It can make you change. Faith being here, makes things a little better. Like a little piece of home is with me.

I strolled along the cemetery, waiting for our first victim to show up. I held the stake in one hand, tracing the cross which was carved into the stake with the other. I searched the perimeter, looking for clues as to where the newly-turned vampires would be. But I had nothing, which by now, is very peculiar... Something seems über suspicious tonight.

My body began to tingle, like a spider-sense. Something was off about tonight and in the back of my head something told me to retreat. I considered doing so... but then again, I never listen to the voices inside my head. I began to walk faster to the neutral base, trying to find Jordan. When Buffy died, I vowed I would never be close to anyone but when I met Jordan I vowed never to let someone close to me die. When I met him, there was something special about him. He had this... power, and dealing with the super-freaky you can feel it sometimes. He was just as cold as me, he held a lot inside and he never told anyone. When he told me the truth about where he's from, I knew I had to keep him close. I had to keep him protected. I didn't want him to be different; I didn't want him to be like me.

From a distance, I saw Jordan, playing with his cross-bow. I pulled my walkie from my sweater, and pressed the big button on the side. "Everything Clear over there?"

I saw him put the cross-bow down and pick up his walkie and reply, "Clear as crystal, Dawn."

I smiled, "Alright, let me know if anything happens."

"Alright boss," he said as I started on my route again.

From behind, I could feel Faith running. I pretended like I didn't know.

"Hey," she said, "Everything looks clean. What are we looking for?"

"Uh" I said trying to calculate how many teenagers died yesterday, "About ten teens. Six or Seven girls, the rest being boys."

"Alright, cool," she said trying to catch her breath as she strolled along with me. I looked up at the sky staring at the full moon. "You know," she said. Although I wasn't looking at her, I can hear the smile in her voice. "This is kinda cool. Patrolling with the second of the Summers. This reminds me of the old times."

I pushed hair behind my ear and smiled. I tried not to look at her as my eyes began to look like glass. It seemed like Faith was the closest thing to Buffy I had. I just wanted to sit down and talk to her, and ask what Buffy was like when I wasn't around. But there wasn't time. There would never be time. I rubbed my eyes, pretending something was in them, but Faith knew. She turned away, so she would give me time to clear my eyes.

"Faith," I asked as normal as I could, "Does Giles know? About your theory? The Prophecy?"

"Nah," she said, "I haven't told him yet. I didn't want him to think I was a looney. Besides, if it is real, he'd have his nose in his books like usual."

We both chuckled at the image of classic Giles, doing what he does. I looked down because I didn't want to see her expression, "Does he know you're here? With me?"

"Do you want him to know?" I picked my head up and kept looking forward. I didn't know how to answer that. She inhaled softly, but exhaled hard. She stop walking, but I continued. "Why don't you come with me to Cleveland?"

I slowed down, until I eventually stopped. I chewed the inside of my lower lip before I turned around. "I told you," I responded softly, "I can't leave those girls."

"So then take them with you. It could be like when you were a kid in Sunnydale, with the potentials."

"I am not a little kid anymore," I snapped unable to hear the ending of her sentence. My voice echoed and filled the whole cemetery. I'm pretty sure Jordan heard me. She flinched at the level of my voice. My eyes slowly turned to glass again. Trying to keep the tears inside, I continued, "It will never be like Sunnydale!"

It came back... that feeling.

Oblivious to what was happening, Faith continued to speak. "Dawn, I know you're scared but you have to know– " I cut her off.

The spider-sense came back to me.. something was happening. I looked away, trying to feel where the energy was coming from. I put my finger in her face, signaling her to be quiet so I could hear what was happening. Her brows burrowed together trying to comprehend what I was doing. I turned around, and closed my eyes trying to get a mental view of the cemetery. As I concentrated, I saw Jordan still playing with his cross-bow & from behind I see a vampire try to attack him.

In a sudden, I grabbed the walkie with my eyes closed still. "Jordan," I screamed through it, "Ten O'clock! NOW!"

I ran back to the neutral base where he was and Faith followed. When I came to the neutral base, I saw Jordan being picked up by the Vampire. Jordan's face turned red, suffocating from the tight grip that he was in. From behind the vampire, I took my stake and drove it into where his heart would be. He drops Jordan in a mere instant and turns around and looks at me with a devious expression placed upon his face. Jordan runs away with his cross bow, frightened. The monster begins to laugh, but his voice begins to change. My eyes looked bewildered, trying to figure out whats happening.

"Crap... It's happening!" Faith says as her voice goes from calm, to hysterical. "Keep him busy!" She says as she runs into the Mausoleum. I look at her running, only for a brief second, then back to this monster. The vampire has this wild look on his face and had this feeling that he was going to swing his hand at me. As he swung his hand back, I had to think of what I was going to do. "I may not have the strength to kill you," I said to myself and as he swung forward, I crouched down and poked a nerve behind his knee. "But I do have the stuff to make you weak," I said as he towered down to the ground. Faith came running back from the mausoleum with a metal chain. She jumped on its back, and swung the chain around his neck. She squeezed extremely tight, as one slayer would, and began to grunt. The vampire then began to laugh again, this time with a more demonic tone to his voice. His head started to contort, until it looked at Faith in the eye. I walked behind Faith, so I could see what was happening. His eyes faded from white, to gray and as they did, the white in his eyes that stayed was in the shape of an upside down cross. "The prophecy is near. There's nothing your world can do to save themselves."

"What does that mean," Faith said through her teeth as she applied more pressure to the chains.

He laughed again, "You will soon know."

Before she could ask another question his head split from his body, causing all parts to turn into dust.

She dropped forward, breathing heavily. She held her body up only by the palms of her hands. She wipes her face with the back of her hand, she turns around with a look of defeat. More worse, a look of fear. I held my hand out, and she grabbed it, pulling herself up all the way. It was quiet, and all that could be heard was the sway of the trees. I stared up at the sky, and for once I saw something that was not normal.

"Faith," I said with a monotone voice.

"Yeah," she said carelessly.

"Do they always look like that when you fight? Or is it once in a while?

"Once in a while, why?"

"Is there always a full moon when it happens?"

"I don't know. Why, Dawn?"

I pointed to the sky. "Because I've never seen anything like that before." Above us was a Violet sky, mixed in with gray clouds. As we stared at the moon, it transitioned from yellow to bloody red.

"What the hell is that," Faith said as her voice trembled with fear.

In that moment, we knew that something was happening. Something worse & this was bigger than us.

"Guys," Jordan said nervously with the cross-bow tightly gripped in his hand. I looked at his face and with the traumatized look he had composed on his face I knew something was wrong.

"What is it Jordan?"

He swallowed hard. "I think you should see this."

We followed Jordan to the back of the cemetery. Faith looked at me and I looked back, "I'm just as confused as you are."

Jordan stops, and we both then stop. He turns around and says "Stay here." We take the order, and her stands in between five tombstones. The shape of them were in an order of a pentagon.

"I know you see it," he says as if he were reading my mind. "I was trapped here, by 8 Vampires. They were bigger than me, and I freaked out because I didn't even see them. But as soon as I picked up the cross-bow they turned to dust."

"Where did they come from," Faith asked, still confused more than ever.

Something was off about this area in the cemetery. The tombstones were small, and there were rattlers and bibs, and kid toys. What the hell was happening?

"They didn't come from here," I said after a beat passes by. My eyebrows came close together as I monitored the area around me. Faith looked at me, unable to see what I do.

"How do you know that, D?"

I stopped looking around me, because it was the most painful thing to see. My eyes found Faith's and I parted my lips. "If Jordan said they were bigger than him, they couldn't have been from here. We're in the kid section of the cemetery. No graves have been dug out.."

"...Then where the hell did they come from?"

I took a breath and glanced around me one last time. "I don't know Faith," I said as I walked away. It was to unbearable to be around. "I don't know."