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Twice Chosen

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"I believe I'm in," Billy stated, turning the screen around to show the others. It was filled with what looked like a rather unassuming site. After a few more clicks and typing it was replaced with something…different.

"Watcher's council database?" Trini read aloud, "Look at the icons. Known slayers? Hostel activity?!" She cast a look to the others, "What is this?"

"Locations mentioned," Billy stated, "L.A, New York, Sydney…. London based headquarters. It seems as if this is human activity."

"What is a Slayer?" Aisha asked.

Billy spent some time working before sitting back to observe to result, "I think I may have found something. In every generation a slayer is born…."

#SC#

Willow answered the phone on its third ring, picking up the cordless phone as she walked past.

"Hello,"

"Willow it's Giles," The other end said.

"Oh! Hi!." She broke into a sunny smile even though she knew he couldn't see her. "Giles, its so good to hear from you, I was thinking the other day that I should…."

"Willow I'm sorry," Giles said apologetically, "But this isn't a social call. It seems someone is hacking into the slayer data base."

"Really? Wow?" The red head breathed in admiration.

"Willow," Giles's tone was slightly reproving, but amused at the same time. "They actually managed to dodge even fail safe we have in the system. It was only because of your little contribution that we were able to detect them."

"Alright," Willow said moving to her laptop.

#SC#

"Oh my god," Trini whispered, "So many Slayers, fighting and dying. How could we not know?" She looked vaguely sick.

They were all in the same sort of shock, after reading the history of Slayers from the old order to modern times.

Aisha chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip as she continued reading the Watchers entry. "Originally Slayers were isolated from friends and families, in some cases forcibly removed. It was believe that such things were a distraction. However a large number of the newly activated potentials have chosen to leave their families out of their calling. It seems that to be a Slayer, is to be alone."

She shook her head, frowning. "Cut off from friends and loved ones," She said, "Its…." She froze, a thought dawning on her, "Trini I think I know how that got in your bag." She moved forward taking control over the computer before selecting database search. "Who did we spend time with yesterday, someone who cut of ties with everyone the knew." She typed her search. "I just hope I'm wrong."

Hart, Kimberly

"'Isha what?" Trini started only to stop when it came up a match found.

Just then the connection served and the screen went blank.

#SC#

Willow lent back on it desk chair frowning at the computer, she hadn't been able to track to hacker or even stop its progress. So she had done the only thing left to her. She had shut down the server.

She shook her head, someone had managed to hack into a system that she had help create and had managed to dodge every attempt she had made to stop them. Something about that didn't seem quite so normal.

She had seen the hacker go through the Watchers journals, and had witnessed them active the search. Someone out there was looking into Kimberly she realised. Spinning the desk chair around she looked around the English mansion bedroom. Someone was after her friend. Well not again, not this time. She had lost Buffy, she would not lose another.

Perhaps she had been in London long enough.

#SC#

Jordan ran at the approaching force before they could even register the newly morphed Ranger. One second she was moving towards then, and then the next she was amongst them dealing out a fury of kicks and pounces, weaving and dodging as if part of some grand dance.

Summing her double bladed sword she flipped the pink and silver weapon in her had cutting through the swarm. She kicked out spinning herself sideways through the air slicing her blade down through and approaching 'drone, before dropping to kick the legs out from beneath another. Even as it fell she rose up kicking away with roundhouse. The slammed backwards with such force in an equipment stand behind it. The equipment sparked as the sound of braking glass and the smell of chemicals filled the air.

A well-placed kick crumbled her own leg, landing on one knee she sliced her sword up and around as she arched her back over. Sending an attacking group flying. Tucking forward into a roll before coming up to her feet. Jordan lunched herself into a flip over the sparking terminal. As a couple of foot soldiers blew over her head in a wave on dark energy. The dark music signalling her Shaman companions involvement.

A black booted high kick grazed her helmet, and she turned to find Elsa's reappearance. The henchwoman had come with a sword of her own, and the two fall into a duel of blades. Jordan pulled away to strike at more drones before spinning back to bloke Elsa's move, before tearing the sword from the other woman's grasp.

It didn't stop the henchman's attack, as she continued her assault on Jordan. Kicking the older woman away from her in a terminal, she struck out with her blade. Only quick reflexes saved Elsa from losing her head, and Jordan's Ranger honed blade cut cleanly through metal instead of Elsa.

"We can continue playing if you want," Jordan called, as she stood ready for another attack. "Or you could just give me what I came for." She turned her pink helmet to Mesogog, who had been watching the whole scene with fury and faint 'amusement?'

"Do you hear me freak? Get it through you thick lizard skull, you don't own me you never did, you couldn't control me and you never will. Just tell me what I want to know or I swear on all the darkness inside me I will destroy the rest of you lab and then you!"

"What do you want?" Elsa questioned from her fighting position.

"I want to know about the other Rangers," Jordan hissed, "I want to know how they are."

On the raised dais before them Mesogog started to laugh.

#SC#

The insistent knocking draw concerned glazes from all those present. They frowned at each other wondering who it could be, anyone who would come to Tommy's house in such a rush was already there. The Ranger's and Haley were all gathered in the woodland house still waiting the pending results of Haley's work on the Pink gem piece.

Tommy crossed to the door, opening it to find a rushed looking Jason on the other side. Flanked by Billy, Aisha and Trini.

"Guys…" Tommy started dumbfounded, "What are you doing here?"

"We…." Jason glanced over his shoulder at his companions, who gave him a nod, "We need to talk to you."

"Ok, come on in," He gestured from them to follow.

Greetings were past to those already present, before silence rained. As the new guests look uncertain. Haley flashed an understanding smile.

"Come on guys," She said to the teenagers, "Lets go…" She jerked her head in the direction of the Ranger base.

Tommy turned his attention to the others. "What is it."

"Tommy," Jason said, "It's….it's about Kim."

#SC#

Jordan stalked through the trees surrounding Tommy's house. The high moon, covered with heavy cloud barely offered any light. But it was enough for Jordan, and her vampire group. Jordan's path was far soundless, compared to the near silent passing of the highly trained vampires. But it was quiet enough. Flashback

Jordan glared down at her morpher, it hadn't been long after her attack on Mesogog's lab that her power had failed again. But at this point she was beyond caring. The gem piece and there fore her full power was within reach. She just needed one thing. Turning the look at her companion a slow smile on her lips, Jordan leant forward on the table gazing down at the seated Marcus.

"So what do you say?" She questioned with a coy tilt of her head, "Interested?"

Smiling Marcus lend in, bring his face so close to Jordan's that she would have felt to stir of his breath on her check had he not been dead.

"Of course my dear," He said grinning now, "For Ranger hunting, you may have some of my vampires to play with." He leant back in his chair, "Let's have some fun hmmm?"

End Flashback

Jordan gestured a stop when the woodland house can into view. Silently she pointed to a selected group of vampires and waved them towards to house. It was time to get things started.

#SC#

Tommy sunk in his a chair at his kitchen table. "Slayer?" He repeated, "What exactly does that mean? Is Kim one of these Slayers"

"We don't know," Jason admitted. "There're is still so much we don't know. The search was cut of before we could find anything out."

Tommy leant forward, "Great," he muttered, he sighed, "That's not all we have an… evil Ranger on our hands."

"Our hands?" Trini echoed, "You mean the Ranger hands."

"Yeah," Tommy said, showing his morpher. "Our hands."

Jason who had already been aware of Tommy's call back to duty, watched with some amused the shock on his friends face.

"You're a Ranger?" Aisha questioned, a small smile spreading across her face. "Again?"

"Wait what?" Trini started, "I can't believe I'm saying this. But what doe s this have to do with Kim?" She saw the look on his face. "Oh god, you think it's her don't you."

"When we fought her," He shock his head, "It was like fighting Kim. Deadlier for sure… but." He sighed, "This Slayer thing complicates things." He leant forward on the kitchen table his head in his hands. "Oh Kim."

There was a knock on his door. Raising his head Tommy frowned at the door, his eyes looking suspiciously pink and glassy. "What is there a sign on my front fence or something. 'Garage sale?'." He shook his head and went to the front door.

On the other side he found four men all dressed in long coats, which seemed strange for warmish night. However the slightly sheepish look on their faces seemed to put him at ease.

"Can I help you?" He questioned

"Sorry to bother you," The man at the front said, reaching up to rub the back of his neck and gave an embarrassed smile. "But our car, it broke down just up the road." He glanced back at his companions, "We were wondering if we could use your phone."

"OK sure whatever," He stepped back, he didn't want to be rude but he did have other things the worry about, the sooner he dealt with this the sooner he could turn his attention back to were it was needed. "Come on in."

"Thank you," The lead man said, Tommy glanced back at him noticing the change in his tone. "For inviting us into you home."

He moved forward in all most a blur slamming both hands into Tommy's chest, sending the man flying back. Jason, Trini and Aisha came rushing out of the kitchen at the noise. Trini gave a cry of surprise as the human visage of their faces shifted him something…different.

Jason took one look at his downed friend the stepped forwarded to meet the creatures. He blocked a blow and almost went down because of it, he hadn't been expecting the speed and strength behind it. Calling on a skill he hadn't used in a while, he fought back. In the background he hearing the crashes of furniture as the other creatures went for Trini and Aisha. Jason landed a double blow to his target, one to the stomach the other to the head. He went for another, when the thing grabbed his arm. And the next thing he knew he was flying through the air. Glass shattered around him, as he went through a window. He rolled to a stop on the grass outside the house.

Flat on his back, Jason saw a figure walk past him. A teenage girl, with long dark hair dressed in black and pink. She glanced down with him, and with a dismissive fashion continued past him and up the stairs in Tommy house. Further thought was halted when someone reached down and grabbed his collar.

It was going to be a hell of a night.

tbc