Angel's apartment
Angel, having lost his control from the pleasure of drinking Buffy's blood, had drunk too much. Buffy was dying.
"Come one Buffy. Wake up." He could hear her hear slowing. "Oh damn. I guess I'm going to have to skip the mental horror and go to the last step."
He was going to turn her into a vampire.
* * *
When Buffy woke up she was a bit out of it. She looked up and all she saw was darkness around her. She wondered what had happened and then all her memories came swarming back to her, feeling herself slowly losing consciousness and then a nice warm liquid flowing down her throat.
< I don't get it. I'm a vampire. I know it, but why do I feel anger towards Angel still? Why do I feel guilt about what happened to Miss Calendar? I've got to get out of here. Get some answers. > Buffy pushed on the coffin's lid and jumped out into the night air.
She looked down and saw that she was wearing the dress she wore to the Spring Fling last year.
"You're awake."
She turned toward the voice, "Hello Angelus."
"How're you feeling?"
"Fine. Hungry actually."
"Good. I brought you a snack." He pulled a teenage boy out of the bushes.
Buffy's face went vamp. So with guilt, she sank her fangs into the boy's neck and drank.
Angel smiled, "Welcome to my world."
"You're world, huh?" she walked up to him and he pulled her into his arms.
"We are together, forever." Angel whispered into her ear and they shared a passionate kiss.
Buffy had no idea.
* * *
"Welcome to you're new home." Angel had brought her to the factory here they lived.
At this point, Spike and Drusilla come in, "What is she doing here?" Spike was still out of the loop and had no idea what was going on.
"Hush, Love! It seems the slayer has decided to crash our party," said Drusilla, obviously clueless to the new arrangements.
Buffy's face had changed to vamp, as she turned and looked at them.
"What the hell?" Spike was shocked by what he saw.
"Hello Spike. Drusilla." Buffy smiled and turned back to Angel. He smiled at the way she just ignored them. She didn't care that they were there.
"She's one of us," said Dru, walking towards her in cat like movements. "She's strong too. Stronger than all of us. Probably because she's a slayer."
"Was one, is more correct now, hon. So the mighty slayer has fallen. Oh well. More fun for us. Your friends aren't strong enough to fight us now," said Spike, wheeling towards her.
"What friends?" Buffy asked innocently, as if she didn't know.
"Your watcher, the computer nerd, snob girl, dork boy. Your mother?"
"Oh! Them! I forgot about them. You forgot witch, the other slayer, and probably another slayer as well." Buffy said, "Oh and my father too. But then again he's in LA maybe I'll wait until later to get rid of him. Yeah probably." As if absorbed in thought, Buffy turned and started to walk out the room, mumbling to herself.
She had to make her friends believe.
* * *
"Boy! She 's worst than you are. She's making a whole list and probably planning how to kill them all," replied Spike.
"She doesn't care for them anymore. All she cares for is death and destruction. The perfect companion." Angel seemed a bit withdrawn.
"What's wrong? This is what you wanted isn't it?" Spike asked.
"No Spike. He wanted to have fun, before she died. Now he's lost his chance. It's okay Angel. You can still have your fun." Dru said in a sing song voice. "You still get to kill her friends and watch them begging for mercy, running as fast as they can."
"But what's the point now? She doesn't suffer from it." Angel was moping a bit.
"They get to die knowing that their friend was the one who killed them," Spike said.
"That's perfect. I love you, man!" Angel put a smacking kiss on Spike's forehead and walked away laughing.
* * *
Buffy had left the factory and had started to walk towards the graveyard.
When she reached the area near her tombstone, she heard voices.
"Oh no! We're too late! Damn!" It was Giles.
"You mean she's a vampire! Like walking, talking, looks like Buffy and acts like her, but not Buffy?" Xander looked nervous.
"Yes. I told you before. There were fang marks on her neck. I didn't expect for her to rise so early. She's probably with Angel now."
"Do... do you think that she'll be like Angel? You know. Kill her friends and everyone connected to them?" Willow asked quietly.
"I don't know what she'll be like, but with her slayer strengths, combining with the strength she gets when she became a vampire, she will be very strong. Very, very strong and also hard to stop."
Buffy overhearing this feels hurt and even more alone. She can't go to them, but how is she going to get the answers to her questions? Standing in the shadows, she walks away.
"How do we know she's bad? I mean she's the slayer. Couldn't she be an exception?" Willow asked with hope in her eyes.
"I don't know. I'd have to look through the watcher diaries," muttered Giles. He, himself, started to wonder at that possibility.
"Research time!" Xander says.
* * *
Buffy walked around town and then ended up in Angel's apartment. She went into his bathroom and took shower. She had to change her clothes, but had nothing to change into. She signed and put her dress back on.
She walked past the mirror and saw, with her peripheral vision, a reflection. She stepped back and looked. She had a reflection.
She looked closer at herself and noticed the cross hanging from her neck.
She had no idea what was happening,
* * *
"Apparently there was only one other slayer who became a vampire. She became very vicious and later went insane because the slayer inside her was trying to fight the demon. She was later killed by her watcher and the new slayer." Giles had come out of his office and told Willow and Xander his findings.
"Great." Xander was frustrated, "There goes our chance of ever getting Buffy back."
"No it isn't." They all turned toward the voice.
"Buffy..." Willow whispered.
Giles pulled out a cross and put it in her face.
"Can you please move that away from my face. It's very distracting." Buffy pushed his arm away.
"How can you stand it? You should be burning," muttered Giles.
"Yeah I know, but as you can see, I'm not burning. See. I'm even wearing one and it doesn't hurt."
"Are you here to kill us?" Xander asked.
"No, just here for answers. You see I still feel things, I can see my reflection and as you already know I'm not afraid of crosses."
"Well, this is interesting. You have no urges to kill or drink blood?" Giles asked.
"None."
"Hmm. Come over here." He pointed her towards a mirror.
She walked in front of it and saw herself, "Now change into your vampire visage."
Buffy did as told and all of a sudden she could no longer see herself.
"Well, apparently, while you're in your human form you have a reflection, but as a demon, you don't." Giles was bewildered.
"What does that mean?" Willow asked.
"It means that Buffy is the chosen one."
"We already knew that," said Xander.
"No, this is referring to a different one. It said that one day their will be a division of good and evil and that the chosen one would be sent to prevent the Devil from rising. In this, she will be sent two days before the Devil would rise and end up having to fight her only weakness."
"What's her only weakness?" Willow asked.
"Angel." When they turned around, she was gone.
"Great. Now she's doing the disappearing thing now," muttered Willow.
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