1: Post
‘Anne’ worked the tables at the restaurant like she had done for the last month. She had long since given up on trying to look bright and cheery instead opting for a more serious look. She approached a table where a young male sat.
“What can I get you?” she asked miserably
The male scratched his short wiry hair and pushed up his glasses. He picked up the menu and studied it closely.
“Okay umm,” he said as he ran his finger down the menu, “Hey, is there anything on here that won’t poison me?”
‘Anne’ Thought about this for a moment.
“Peach pie’s okay,” she replied blandly, “it won’t kill you but you might have to stay near the bathroom.”
The male looked up at her curiously. To him she didn’t have the passion required for this type of job but, then again, this wasn’t exactly the place to get excited over.
“Alright,” he said cautiously, “I’ll have the pie.”
‘Anne’ wrote down the order. She placed it on the wheel then moved on. ‘Anne’ walked over to the corner of the diner where a person was reading a large news paper. She walked up and readied her order pad.
“What do you want?” She asked
“Funny,” a female with an English accent replied, “I was about to ask you the same question. . . .”
The woman put down the paper and stared seriously into the blond girls eyes.
“ . . . Buffy.”
‘Anne’ looked at the woman cautiously. She took a couple of steps away from the table.
“I’m sorry you have me mixed up with someone else.” ‘Anne’ replied, “My name is not . . .”
The woman raised her hand in a calming manner.
“Relax miss summers I’m not here to turn you in.”
“Then why are you here?” she asked
The woman interlaced her fingers in front of herself calmly.
“Well to answer that I have to go back to my first question. What do you want Buffy?”
Buffy was confused. She walked away from the table briefly and approached the manager.
“I’m gonna take my break now.” She said moving quickly away before she receiver her answer
Buffy moved back to the table where the English woman sat and sat across from her. She kept her head low as to not attract any other customer’s attention.
“Who are you?” she asked
“My name is Gwendolyn Post I’m a watcher, well, used to be a watcher.”
“What do you want with me?”
Gwendolyn leaned in closer.
“To help you,” she explained, “I heard about that nasty incident back in Sunnydale involving Angelus.”
“Angel.” Buffy said insistently
“Oh, yes, of course my mistake. I heard about what you had to do.”
Buffy leaned back. The image of Angel being pulled into the vortex haunted her every night. She sighed heavily and started to play with one of the napkins.
“I had to kill him, had no choice,” She replied in a depressed sarcastic tone, “because I am the slayer and I have to save the world.”
“What if you didn’t?” Gwendolyn asked
This caught Buffy’s attention. She looked over to the middle aged watcher in deep curiosity.
“Come again?” she asked
“What if you weren’t the slayer?”
There was something in Gwendolyn’s eye that had Buffy hooked she leaned in slowly.
“You can do that?” she asked with slight desperation, “I mean, you know a way?”
“I’m a watcher of course I know the way.”
Buffy thought about this. The sounded to good to be true but she still kept her slayer cynicism.
“Why didn’t Giles tell be about this?”
Gwendolyn laughed lightly
“Please, Do you think any watcher would want to tell there charge that the power can be transferred to the next potential?”
“Transferred? As in I’m no longer the slayer and this new girl is?”
“It’s an ancient ritual, hasn’t been performed in years,” Gwendolyn replied, “I can only think of one other slayer who has performed it.”
“What do I have to do?” Buffy asked
Gwendolyn sensed the urgency in Buffy’s voice and again looked at the slayer seriously.
“This is not a decision to be taken lightly you have to think about the ramifications and consequences of this.”
“You mean, like, having real friends, a real life, not losing the ones I love? Yeah, thought about it, now where do I sign up?”
Gwendolyn smiled she pulled out a card and handed it to Buffy.
“Meet me here tomorrow night,” She said, “I will set you on your quest.”
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