"A dug up grave isn't the only oddity, I'm afraid." Giles informed Buffy the next morning after spending a fruitless night researching. "A janitor discovered human body parts in the dumpster. Arms and legs from possibly three different people and all female."
"So something dug up three graves? Maybe more? Why? Did they eat just part of the bodies?"
"The police said it looked like the limbs had been removed, not chewed off. I believe they think a human did this."
"A human?" Buffy asked blankly, despite having had to deal with crazy human Magic users it still threw her to think a human could be responsible for this. "What reason would a human have to dig up graves?"
"Beyond zombies I couldn't find any reason for a human to have an interest in dead bodies." Giles answered. "And as zombies normally remain intact and respond to a zombie master, I'm at a loss to explain this."
"Right, I'm going to go talk to Alex. Maybe his people have some ideas."
"Buffy, I don't think you should be rely on them, they're outsiders, Slaying is your job."
"If I do it your way, Giles, I'll be dead. They've proven to be far more helpful than you. And I agree with them, this Watchers Council of yours sounds like at best, a joke and at worst, criminals. I don't know where you got the idea that you have any authority over me just because I'm the Slayer and just you saying you do, doesn't explain a damn thing. I'm not a robot to jump at your command, I'm a human being! As evidenced by the fact that I can die! Which you were all too happy to let me do!"
"Not happy, resigned to the necessity of it. Someone must fight the monsters and you have been Chosen to fight, therefore dying fighting one is inevitable, I'm afraid."
"Are you made of human parts?! Don't you care about me as a person at all?!"
"Yes, of course, I do. But I have sworn to protect this world at whatever the cost."
"Including sacrificing my life! If I was a willing volunteer that would be one thing, but I was forcibly recruited against my will and you still think I should be happy about that!"
"To be the one Chosen to defend the world? How can you not see it as an honor?"
"Would you if you were the fifteen old chosen for this so-called honor? Who's life was turned upside down and told you can't have any friends, a social life, just live and die on your orders? How can anyone in their right mind see it as an honor or something to be happy about? Unless Alex is right and you're brainwashing all of the girls your organization has in its custody to believe it's an honor. That makes you a cult, sacrificing little girls to your beliefs. No wonder you stay hidden, you know the world will condemn you if it gets out."
"That is not at all what we're doing and I'm sorry you see it that way. We're trying to keep the world going, to protect it and yes, sacrifices sometimes are necessary. But we don't create the Slayer, the gods do. We guide and aid the Slayer. Someone has to."
"And you decided it was you and that your way of doing it is best. I doubt the world would agree. I'm going to talk to Alex, he and his people have proven to be useful and actually helpful. I'm alive because of them, because they didn't resign themselves to me dying to save them or the world. Instead they saved the world themselves. You could take a lesson from them and actually do something that actually helps! Because your way doesn't!" She slammed out of the library leaving a stunned Rupert Giles behind. One who for the first time since being assigned as Buffy's Watcher, actually began to take a look at his expectations and his contributions and his charge and began to consider ideas his father would have considered wrong. Ideas he'd have once embraced, had once embraced, in his misspent youth.
Alex hadn't heard about the dug up grave or possibly graves yet and Mayor Chase was only just hearing about the body parts and graves having been found and was consulting with Molly Cooper.
"If it was intact bodies, a necromancer or a zombie maker would be my guess." Molly told him. "And if the body parts found showed evidenced of being chewed on I'd think a demon or a cannibal, but the report says they were removed, not chewed off and parts are missing. A torso, two arms and two legs are missing. The heads have been found intact. The only thing I can think of someone is building a piecemeal body and I can't think of any reason anyone would do that."
"You don't think Magic holds the answer, science does? A medical school would study a donated body and properly dispose of the remains. Someone digging bodies up and cutting them up doesn't have a legitimate reason for doing it and human sacrifice requires a live subject. That leaves some kind of weird science. And we have no clues as to who is responsible. Not yet anyway. The police are using forensics to examine the dug up graves. The only clue we currently have is that the dumpster was on High School property, which might suggest a student or teacher. But without evidence we can't search the school, let alone anyone's home. Hopefully the police will find something around the dug up graves."
"My fear is in regards to the heads." Molly informed him. "Whoever it was dug up three bodies, they kept arms, legs and a torso, but rejected all three of the heads. What made the heads unacceptable to whatever they're doing? And what are they willing to do to get a head they do believe is acceptable?"