"As apocalypses go, I'm thinking these demons don't exactly have a plan for exactly how they plan to accomplish said apocalypse." Xander said as he killed another of the scaly blue demons. "I mean we've found four so far just while we've been patrolling and when we ran into Buffy and Amy earlier, they said they'd dealt with a total of five so far and they said they'd run into Faith and Uncle Rory and that they'd gotten some too. And it's not like they're trying to figure out the layout of the town, they're just wandering around!"
"Maybe they're trying to find that Hellmouth thing the Master wanted to open. Maybe that's how they're planning to do this apocalypse they've been summoned to cause." Jesse suggested. "And who the Hell summoned them anyway?!"
"Crazy people." Xander decided. "That's the only kind of humans that would summon demons, crazy people. And I'm including Giles in that assessment given what he did to Buffy."
"Or other demons who didn't feel they could manage it themselves and outsourced it to get it done."
"Also a possibility." Xander agreed. "And dealing with them out in the open like this is so much easier than it was in the cave."
"Yep, I haven't lost my sword once."
A car raced passed with Jack O'Toole whooping and a terrified kid in the passenger seat.
"Was that Freddy Iverson, the guy who does the school paper?" Jesse asked.
"It was and I'm pretty sure that's also Freddy's car that Jack's using like a race car." Xander confirmed. "I'm thinking Jack decided to have his idea of fun and carjacked Freddy."
"Which means we need to do something about it." Jesse suggested.
"Right now all we can do is keep an eye out for them and find a phone and make a report to the police. Carjacking isn't our jurisdiction."
"Unless Jack turns out to be a vampire or something."
"I would have seen the demon in him as he drove by." Xander reminded him. "There's a payphone at the gas station down the street, let's head over there and call it in and then see if there are anymore of those scaly blue demons around. Who knows, maybe we'll actually find out where this Hellmouth is located. If we knew we could keep an eye on it in case anyone tried to open it again." After making the call to the police station and reporting Jack, the two resumed their patrol.
Not long after Jack raced passed Buffy and Amy who had just finished off another scaly blue demon. They looked at each other in surprise.
"I think that was Freddy, the guy who does the school paper." Amy said. "He looked scared."
"And wasn't that Jack, as in Psycho Jack, as he's not so affectionately known?" Buffy asked. "Which would explain why Freddy looked scared."
"It was and yes it does." Amy agreed.
"You can freeze things, why didn't you try freezing them?"
"Besides the fact that it happened too fast? There's no guarantee that I'd have been able to freeze both them and the car, they could have ended up going though the windshield."
"Oh, good point. Scaly blue demon!" Buffy warned. Amy froze it and Buffy decapitated it with her sword. "It's so nice that they keep attacking one at a time, makes it so much easier to kill them."
"It does, doesn't it?" Amy agreed and the two continued on.
About an hour later Faith and Rory were doing a sweep though a cemetery when they came upon an unexpected sight.
"Rory, I don't recognize the little guy who looks scared, but I do recognize the big guy chanting over that grave. I make it a habit to find out who the idiots are at any school I'm at. That's Jack O'Toole. Apparently he's repeated three different grades and has an annoying habit of attacking people without provocation."
"Explains why the little guy looks scared. I don't recognize what this O'Toole is chanting, but it's been my experience that any kind of chanting, especially at night, in a cemetery, does not equal anything good."
"Which would explain why it looks like something is digging it's way out of that grave." Faith pointed. "And given the chanting, I'm guessing it's not a vampire."
"Probably a good bet." Rory agreed, as a rotting corpse reared its way out of the grave, freaking the scared kid out even more. "Zombie."
"Any special way to deal with zombies in real life?" Faith asked.
"Decapitate them, it's a favorite of us Grimms and I've yet to find anything it doesn't work on."
"I call dibs!" Faith raced ahead and with a whoop, cut off the zombie's head. Jack went nuts!
"What the hell! What do you think you're doing?!"
"Destroying a zombie, duh. It's my job." Faith retorted.
"Who the Hell has a job that involves killing zombies?!"
"He was already dead, dude, he was a walking corpse. So why are you raising the dead?"
"He was a pal, we died in a drive-by in Los Angeles a few weeks ago. My grandpa's a necromancer and brought me back."
"So you're a zombie too?"
"Yes, you gonna do something about it?"
"No, he is."
"He who -." Rory cut off Jack's head.
"You okay, kid?" Rory asked Freddy, who fainted.
"Well, crap, what do we with him now?"
"We take him to the hospital and tell them he fainted. We don't need to tell them anything else. He'll probably convince himself it's just a nightmare."
"And then back to hunting scaly blue demons so they don't start an apocalypse. Fun filled night."