Title-Calling
Disclaimer-Don't own any characters except Greenlea, Julian, Cheyenne, Dallas, Cole and Shaelyn.
Summary-Dawn's been called as the Slayer, Buffy’s been kidnapped, and the council has sent some people to help out.
Season-5
Dawn, Cheyenne, and Dallas decided they'd be better off if they split up. Dawn headed towards Willy's and Restfield cemetery, Cheyenne towards the Hospital and Angels old mansion, and Dallas was going to check out the Bronze and the Docks. While they went to search for Buffy, Xander, Anya, Giles, Shaelyn, and Cole began searching the books and old watchers diaries for any mentions of Slayer kidnappings. Willow, Tara, Julian and Greenlea began to prepare themselves for casting the spell.
Cheyenne silently slipped through the shadows of Sunnydale’s streets, trying her best not to call attention to herself, a task that was not easy when you're a 6'2 female with white hair and more muscles than Arnold Schwarzenegger. She hummed a little to herself, as she walked into the Hospital Emergency Room and headed for the Check-In Area. She took out her picture of Buffy and handed it to the receptionist "Have you seen her?" she asked handing the picture over. "No, I haven't. Sorry." the receptionist answered, handing the picture back to Cheyenne. "Okay. Thanks, anyway." Cheyenne answered and she walked back into the chilly night air. She didn't see Spike follow her.
Dawn walked into Willy's bar and laughed at the expression of shock on Willy's face. "Hey kid. Get outta here. I don't want to have to be the one to deal with your sister when you get yourself killed." he yelled. Dawn laughed and idly twisted the stake she held in her hand, before throwing it at the vamp closest to Willy. 'Don't worry about me Willy. I can handle myself." she called back as the vamp turned to dust. "Wha-What? How the hell did you do that?" Willy stuttered. Dawn's eyes hardened. "Faith died. I was called." she answered, trying not to laugh as the demons and vampires in he bar discreetly headed for the door. She wasn't sure if it was because she was a Slayer, or because they had realized she was THE Slayers little sister. "But that's not why I'm here Willyo. My sisters missing and if you know what's good for you, you'll tell me what you know." Dawn threatened. Willy's eyes widened. "I don't know anything." he lied. Dawn punched him and he grabbed his nose in agony. "Oww." he whined. "Do you want to try again? You're many things Willy, a sleazy coward, yada yada, but a good liar you are not." Dawn said with a smirk. Willy looked at her and decided not to press his lick again. He was not, and never had claimed to be, a brave man. "Alright. I might have heard a few vamps bragging about how they'd bagged the Slayer for their Queen." Willy said. Dawn froze. "Is she alive or not?" she asked, grabbing Willy by the throat. "Alive." he croaked. "At least, she was when I heard them talking. Their queen plans on using her for some spell." he gasped. Dawn let him go. "Thanks for your help." she said sweetly as she walked out the door. "At least she says thank you." Willy muttered as he watched her retreat.
Dallas slipped into the Bronze and scanned the crowd for vampires. Not being a Slayer, he wasn't able to sense them very well, but Julian's spell had made him adept enough at it for him to realize that for some reason or other, there were not vampires in the Bronze tonight. Something, he realized, that might be cause for alarm. Dallas slipped back out of the Bronze and headed back to the Magick Box.
Meanwhile, Greenlea, Julian, Tara and Willow were surrounded by a bright glowing light as Xander and Anya idly watched and Giles, Shaelyn, and Cole continued t search through the Watchers diaries. Seconds after the light died down Dawn burst through the door, Dallas close on her heels. "Where’s Cheyenne?" Xander asked. Dawn and Dallas stopped. "She's not here?" Dawn asked slowly. Xander shook his head. "You lost someone else?" Anya asked, only to be answered with a glare.
While the Scoobies tried a locater spell to find Cheyenne, Spike was enjoying torturing her. He lightly tan the cold metal blade of a butcher knife down her arm as he waited for his queen to come join him. He licked up the line of blood he had created as his lover quietly slipped into the room, a vision of soft, snow-white skin, silky raven curls and black lace. "I've been waiting for you luv." he said and his queen’s eyes brightened,. "I've brought you a present!" he exclaimed. Spike grinned evilly as Drusilla's face changed and together they sank their fangs into Cheyenne’s neck and drank the life from her. Buffy let out an anguished scream as she watched.
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