Giles walked. It was a shame that his car had run out of gas, but there was nothing to be done about it for now.
Perhaps tomorrow--in the morning--Joyce would be home. She could have gotten back into town that night.... But coming back at night was just a good way to get killed.
He looked up again. He'd been doing that for quite a while. It was still getting darker. The sunset was starting to end, and he was still two blocks away from Revello Drive. He started to jog.
The whole sky darkened. A cloud passed across the sun--a whole group of clouds, to be exact. And a large group of clouds. It wasn't safe anymore....
He stopped suddenly as he saw figures begin to walk down the street. Figures coming out of manholes, out of abandoned houses--well, the people living there no longer did so, anyway. He wasn't the only one on the street any longer.
He turned. Running away wasn't the best option--but the only real one. Until he saw more vampires coming.
They all had what Buffy called their "game-faces" on, and were ready to feed on anyone dumb enough to walk down the street at night. He turned back around. There was nowhere to go.
He had a stake, of course. He touched it in his pocket, hoping that it could actually do him some good. But if it didn't.... And he only had the one stake.....
Then the vampires in front of him started de-materializing into dust. He smiled a little. Buffy, perhaps. She'd been in a fairly good mood all day--maybe she came patrolling.
But the smile faded when he saw men in military garb behind the vampires. They were shooting guns; some were tranquilizer guns. And one of them was aimed at him.
He slowly raised his hands. Why the military was fighting vampires he couldn't imagine--it might be a good thing--or it could simply be a small group that knew of vampires and wanted to extinguish them. Vengeance, or some such. Nonetheless, he didn't want to be staked.
"Civilian," he heard one of them mutter. The one that was silent--that everyone else seemed to be watching--nodded.
"He's fine," he answered.
"Could've been turned," protested the one that had spoken in the first place.
The one in charge walked up to Giles, pulling out a bottle from his pocket. The bottle was clear, had a cross on it, and had water inside. He pulled out the stopper, and tossed it into Giles's face.
Giles spluttered a little and took off his glasses, then took out a handkerchief to wipe off his face.
"You didn't see anything," said the man in front of him. Getting a closer look, Giles could tell that they were nearer to Buffy's age than his own.
"Wait," he started as the military men started to walk away. "You fight the vampires." The one in charge stopped, turned around.
"No."
"You came prepared for them. You also hunt the forces of darkness." Giles pressed on his advantage.
The unknown man--more a boy than a man--centered on the most important word. "And you do?" He seemed skeptical, unimpressed.
"My slayer does."
"Slayer?" One of them snorted. "That's a myth. Made up by the older monsters to keep the little ones in line."
"Why don't you tell her that?" Giles suggested.
"Take them back to the base," the leader suggested. "I want to see the slayer."
"Ri," started the one that continually protested.
"I can take care of myself," he told him. "Go, Forrest."
The other man watched Giles for a moment, then turned around and left with the rest of the group. "Let's get back to the Initiative!" he yelled.
The military leader crossed to Giles. "Riley Finn," he said, sticking out a hand.
"Rupert Giles." They shook for a moment.
"Let's go and see this Slayer of yours." He hefted his gun. "Lead the way."
"Right."
The two of them walked down the street. The vampires wouldn't bother them again that night.
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