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This story is No. 1 in the series "A Charmed Slayer". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: Buffy is killed in action & reborn with new powers & a whole new destiny. The Powers That Be prevent her from seeing anyone from her past life until her eighteenth birthday when a new enemy appears & Angel Investigations must find the ‘Reborn Champion.'

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Charmed > Buffy-CenteredDemonChildeKyraFR131430,7921418346,14018 Oct 0615 Oct 12No

Dreams And Visions

Title: A Charmed Slayer

Author: Kyra

Disclaimer: I don’t own them; if I did I wouldn’t be writing fanfiction.

Summary: Buffy is killed in action and reborn with new powers and a whole new destiny. The Powers That Be prevent her from seeing anyone from her past life until her eighteenth birthday when a new enemy appears and Angel Investigations must find the ‘Reborn Champion.’

Pairings: Um….Okay, there’s a lot…Piper/Leo, Phoebe/Cole, Paige/Henry, Dawn/Connor, Faith/Lindsey, Fred/Wes, Willow/Oz, Wyatt/Josh and there will eventually be more…

Spoilers: Honestly, at this point, I really have no idea. I'm just picking and choosing from both fandoms.

A/N: I am so, so, so sorry for the wait on this! I haven't forgotten about it, I swear! I've just been really busy with school and also had a major case of writer's block. Then I also realized that what I had been planning for the villain wouldn't work and had to figure something out for that before I could do this chapter. I think I've found a way to make it work. Hopefully. I hope you guys like it! :)

A/N2: This chapter is unbeta'd so any mistakes are mine.



Chapter 13: Dreams And Visions

(June 2023)

Melinda tossed and turned in her sleep as she dreamed dreams she wouldn't remember when she woke. Images flew through her mind, a gym burning, a very old and ugly vampire, a statue with a swirling vortex where its mouth should be, a school blowing up, a creature that was part human, part machine and part demon, a tower with a portal beneath it, a preacher, millions of ancient vampires crawling out of a hole. Then there were the people, the pretty young brunette with the blue eyes, the older blonde woman with the loving smile, the redhead with intelligent green eyes, the brunet guy with laughter in his brown eyes, the older man in tweed cleaning his glasses, the dangerous looking brunette in leather, the blond man in the leather duster...the dark haired man with the dark eyes.

Melinda jerked awake with a gasp, her heart racing as she sat up in bed. Breathing deeply to calm herself down, she frowned as she realized that she couldn't remember anything about her dream. She had a feeling that the dream had been important, but she couldn't remember a single thing. Letting out a frustrated huff, she flopped back down on her bed, rolling over and trying to go back to sleep. As soon as her eyes closed, it was like she was staring into dark, intense eyes. Snapping her eyes open once again, she frowned as she tried to remember where she had seen the eyes before, but again, she couldn't remember. She closed her eyes and once again, the dark eyes were back, taunting her with memories just out of reach.

Growling in frustration, Melinda rolled out of bed, glancing at her alarm clock as she went and glaring at it when she saw that it was barely five in the morning. Digging a sweatshirt out of her drawer, she added it to the pajama pants and tank top combo she had worn to bed and headed downstairs and out into the back yard. If she couldn't sleep, she might as well try and get some meditating done. And maybe it would help her remember where the hell she had seen those eyes. There was something about them that was nagging at her, something about them that filled her with a sense of longing that she didn't understand.



"Okay, what the hell, Mel?" Wyatt asked as he reached down to help his sister off the ground for the third time that day. "Normally you'd be kicking my ass right about now, but that's the third time I've won. I wouldn't be too worried if we were using swords, but this is hand to hand, Mel."

Josh nodded from where he was perched on the picnic table in the backyard watching the siblings spar. "He's right, Mel. You're off today. A lot. What's going on?"

"I don't know!" Mel exclaimed as she flopped onto the picnic table next to Josh, pushing Chris over to make room for herself.

Chris yelped as he fell off the table. "Dammit, Mel!"

Mel looked over the side of the table at her brother sprawled on the ground. "Um...oops?"

Chris glared at her as he made his way to his feet before sitting down on the bench. "I might believe that if you weren't laughing," he told her.

"Awww, I'm sorry, Chris," she apologized. "Really, I am. I didn't mean to push you that hard. Just, ya know, nudge you out of the way. I'm sorry. I'm just having a really off day."

"Any idea why?" Wyatt asked as he leaned against the table next to where Josh was sitting, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend's waist and propping his chin on Josh's shoulder as he looked at his sister.

Melinda shrugged. "I don't know. I think it has something to do with this dream I had last night, but I'm not sure," she replied.

"Dream?" Paye asked, looking at her cousin curiously from where she was sitting on the bench on the other side of the table from where Chris was now sitting.

"Yeah, but I don't remember anything about it," Mel replied, sounding frustrated. "And I feel like it was something important, too. It woke me up at five this morning and I couldn't get back to sleep."

"So that's why you were up so early," Paye said. "I was wondering about that. You're never up before me."

Melinda nodded. "Yeah. It's really annoying that it feels so important but I can't remember it. And every time I close my eyes, I keep seeing these, like, really intense dark eyes. And I feel like I know them, but I don't know where from. It's just really throwing me off."

"I'm sure it'll come to you eventually," Wyatt started to tell his sister before turning to look at Josh with a worried look as he felt his boyfriend tense up next to him. "Josh?"

Everyone turned to see Josh sitting with his eyes closed and a look of concentration on his face. A few seconds later his eyes snapped open and he sucked in a sharp breath.

"I think we have a problem," he muttered, worry clear on his features.

"What did you see?" Paye asked as she pulled out a pen and her Watcher's journal that she carried with her everywhere and flipped to a new page.

"A lot of it was really vague," Josh said, "like, more so than normal. First, there was someone - pretty sure it was a man - doing a ritual. I...I think it was a resurrection. I mean, there was a skeleton in from of him and it, like, reverse decomposed before sitting up with a scream. I couldn't see what either of them looked like, but the one doing the ritual felt seriously evil and had some serious power. Then there was a flash this sarcophagus looking thing. Then skeleton guy screaming again and...changing or something. He was, like, screaming and writhing and then just sort of stopped for a minute before getting up again like nothing had happened. And he was different. The power coming off of him was practically visible. Then he was in a cave or something and looking around at...it kind of looked like piles of sand, honestly. Whatever it was, though, he was pissed. Then I saw him and the first guy walking through the streets and everything around them was destroyed and burning and there were bodies everywhere. After that was a flash of San Francisco and the bay and it was just completely destroyed. Basically nothing but smoking ruins. Then blink-and-you'll-miss-them flashes of basically every major city in the world, all of them destroyed. We're talking total destruction of the world, here."

The others were all looking pale and horrified by the time Josh finished speaking.

"God..." Mel breathed. "How do we stop something like that?"

"I think...I think there's someone we're supposed to work with," Josh said slowly, as though unsure. "There was one more flash. It was a group of people, but I couldn't see what any of them looked like. But they felt strong, powerful, but good. Like...like help. I don't know how we're supposed to find them, but I think we're supposed to work together. There was also a sense of...I don't know. Anticipation? Or expectation or something like that. I think they're coming here."

"It could be possible," Chris said. "I mean, if they have a Seer in their group and they saw anything close to what you did...well, San Francisco was the first to be destroyed, so it would make sense to come here."

Wyatt nodded his agreement. "And if we're supposed to work together, they probably saw us," he added. "Or got an impression of us, at least. Since that's all you seem to have gotten of them."

Josh nodded as he gently massaged at his temples, feeling a headache building which was normal for him after major visions. And he had a feeling this would be the worst one yet. And hopefully ever.

Wyatt looked at Josh with sympathy for a moment before straightening from where he was still leaned against the picnic table and gently tugging Josh off the table top. "Come on, time for pain killers and a nap," he murmured softly.

"But-" Josh tried to protest, only to have Mel cut him off.

"Go sleep, Josh. We can tell the others what you saw and they can interrogate you when you get up," she told him.

Josh hesitated for just a moment before nodding his agreement, leaning into Wyatt and letting the older man lead him into the house.

Paye sighed as she looked over everything she had written down about what Josh had seen. "Well, this sucks," she stated bluntly.

Chris snorted. "That's an understatement."

"Come on," Mel said as she stood up, "let's go call an emergency family meeting and tell everyone what Josh saw."

The three of them headed inside, none of them looking forward to telling the rest of their family that the world was ending...again.

The End?

You have reached the end of "A Charmed Slayer" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 15 Oct 12.

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