The arrival.
"Hey, I'm sorry I yelled at you this morning." Giles said to Buffy when she was ready to go to bed.
"Its nothing, I know I wasn't supposed to be there." Buffy said and Giles stood up and was about to walk away when she asked him something else.
"I... I thought... Is there something in the basement ?" he slowly turned around and suddenly he grabbed her arm.
"Aww." he had grabbed her arm with the bruise on it but he didn't know that, so when she said aww, he rolled up her sleeve of her sweater.
"What is this ?" he asked when he saw the bruise over her entire arm. And it was spreading over to her neck, she hadn't seen that yet.
"I... It was just a smal bruise on my arm when I woke up. But it doesn't hurt, well, if I don't touch it it doesn't, still, it doesn't matter. Why won't you tell me what I saw in the basement ?" she hanged the subject.
"What you saw was a mannequin of what 'The Slayer' looked like, so that when she returns, we would recognize her. I wasn't supposed to tell you yet. But okay, that's the not important thing, your arm. We have to find out how this happened."
Buffy looked up and her eyes were red/purple looking. "I already know." she said, had a laugh and threw her uncle Giles across the room, he landed with his head on the point of her coat rack.
Buffy's eyes turned back to normal, and her bruise was spreading even more. She ran to her grandfather, who was bleeding on the floor.
She rushed to call 911 and then she moved her grandfather into the living room, she didn't even have to try hard to move him, she could lift him up, she didn't even sweat. Witch she normally does when she has to lift one of her grandfather's boxes up.
However, she didn't notice it, she was to worried about her grandpa.
When the paramedics arrived, they found the front door open and Giles was lying on the floor next to the phone in the hall way. So it looked like he made the phone call.
One of the paramedics checked for a heartbeat and then took Giles to the horpital.
When they were gone, Buffy appeared again. She had hid behind the kitchen door. Cause she didn't want them to suspect her, or suspect Giles for the bruises she has.
She fell down on the floor.
"No..." "W..what's happening ?" "AHHHHHhhhhhhaHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!" she yelled and her nails of her hands turned into knives, her hair turned completely red with purple stripes in it, just like her eyes.
On her face there appeared all sorts of cuts, blood dripped out of them, and then they closed, and they were scars.
He clothes changed too, her pink top changed into some sort of bra, also red.
Her pants turned into some sort of very short purple skirt.
The bruises she has on her one arm spread from her neck, to her other arm. So her arms are completely blue from the bruises.
Her legs stayed the same. Her shoes turned into boots that come to her knees.
She stood up and looked at her nails, witch were ow knives, and she concentrated and her knives turned into regular nails again.
A smile appeared on her face. She turned to the kitchen, went into the basement.
And there she could see the mannequin. It looked exactly like her, only, it had a neck collar on.
It's a beautiful neck collar, it has a red ruby hanging on it.
She pulled the it of from the neck of the mannequin and put it on.
The ruby glowed up and gave some sort of red energy to her body.
"Just one last step, and my transformation is complete." she said and she destroyed the wall in the basement that was keeping her from the outside world. She just walked right through it and the whole wall fell apart.
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