Buffy sighed and looked at the empty moonlighted graveyard; it had been only three hours since she had heard the prophecy of her death, she had somehow convinced her mother to let her out on patrol. Joyce had lost it completely and had broken down on the couch; Buffy couldn’t stand her distraught face any longer. The Slayer remembered another time when she had committed the very same thing, when Buffy’s mother had met a new boyfriend who had turned out to be a killer robot. Thing’s were so simple back then. Her relationship with Angel was going well as was it with her friends. That was before the Prophecy.
“What are we going to do?” Xander yelled at Willow who was standing in his basement. Anya was present too, sitting on the coach eating one of Xander’s tasteless “Boost-bars”.
Willow sighed and sat down on the coach next to Anya, “There isn’t a lot we can do. We just have to remember that we’ve been in this situation before the prophecy of Buffy dying fighting the master didn’t…”
“It happened, Buffy did die,” Xander said as his eyes began to fill with tears.
“We just have to be there for her Xander, if Buffy really does die then- we just have to deal, okay?”
Xander began to pace the room wracking his brain for a solution to the nightmare,” no. it’s not okay. We have to do something!”
Anya finished her Boost Bar and finally spoke, “What would happen if Buffy dies anyway, I mean, with Faith in a coma there wouldn’t be anyone to take her place.”
Willow hadn’t even considered this but it really didn’t help the situation at all, “We just have to be there for her.”
Buffy was about to give up and finally return to her dorm room when she heard a girl scream. Suddenly the Slayer had taken over and Buffy was pushed to the back of her mind. The Slayer raced to the source of the noise leaping over gravestones and bushes. When the Slayer reached the source she didn’t like what she saw: A scaly demon was about to slash a girl’s neck over a symbol burnt into the grass. Buffy was quick to react, running up to the demon and performing a high kick into his chest.
Suddenly Buffy was thrown back in pain as the demon’s skin was a quick was as thick as steal. Now the demon was incredibly angry, its sacrifice had run off and been replaced by a much more annoying one. Buffy.
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