<font face="Arial"><center><b>Civil Disobedience: A New World Order</b></center><br><center>by <a href="http://www.slayerfanfic.com/The%20Slayer%5C%5C%5C%5C%5C%5C%5C%5C's%20FanFic%20Archive%20-%20http:/www.slayerfanfic.com/viewuser.php?uid=3152">Wonkabar</a></center><br>Clara lands on the ground hard.  An instense pain is coming from her left side, she knows she was cracked a couple of ribs.  She gets up with a stake in her hand, and scans the area.  No Robinson.  It's the same area, but it does look different.  She moves up a small hill and looks at the glimmering light od modern day Jackson, Mississippi.  She stares at the tall metal buildings and large highways.  She walks down towards the city.<br />
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People are staring at the way she's dressed.  A man throws a newspaper into a trash can, and she reaches in and picks in up.  She reads the date: May 30, 2006.  Her hands begin to shake.  That's 143 years in the future!  Then she remembered: Time's Arrow!  She was contact the Slayer alive in this time, if there is one.  Suddenly, two young women approach her.<br />
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FIRST GIRL-<br />
"Hey! Look girl, I know you're new here, but we don't have time for dress up."<br />
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CLARA-<br />
"Excuse me."<br />
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SECOND GIRL-<br />
"Look, we've a nest just three blocks away.  Let's go."<br />
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Not knowing what else to do, Clara follows the girls towards a graveyeard.  As they approach, they both pull stakes from their jackets.  Clara pulls her.  They attack six vamps in a crypt, and dust them quickly.<br />
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FIRST GIRL-<br />
"Hey, good moves.  I'm name is Terry."<br />
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CLARA-<br />
"You are Slayers!  But in every generation, one girl..."<br />
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SECOND GIRL-<br />
"...we know, one girl in all the world crap.  Well, thing's are different, where have you been?"<br />
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CLARA-<br />
"I'm...uh...143 years!"<br />
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TERRY-<br />
"Donna, I think she's going to be sick."<br />
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DONNA-<br />
"What do you mean 143 years?"<br />
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CLARA-<br />
"...Time's Arrow."<br />
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DONNA-<br />
"Holy shit! We have to contact Buffy, right here."<br />
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It was the last thing Clara heared before she passed out.<br />
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