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Chaos and Capes

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Summary: Running from the Knights of Byzantium, Dawn is rescued by a man with secrets of his own. The only question is, whose secrets are more deadly for the pair? DawnConnorHawke BtVSDC Comics

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DC Universe > Green ArrowwillowbeeFR1876,1512157,90330 Oct 0614 Nov 06No

Chapter 6

“And now all Potentials are active Slayers,” said Dawn.

“What about you?” asked Connor. “According to what you said, all Potentials are the female descendants of the First Slayer.”

“I don’t know,” said Dawn. “I started doing research once we took over the Council. There have been a couple instances where Slayers have given birth. It seems that male children have no powers and female children have some, but not all of the Slayer ability. But, when those children reproduce, their daughters are considered Potentials.”

“So you think it skips a generation,” said Connor.

“That’s our theory. We’ll probably be finding out whether or not it’s true in the next couple decades.” Dawn shrugged. “Although if it is, we may have a shortage of Slayers in a decade or two.”

“How old were you when you started college?” Connor asked. “According to what you said, you should be only nineteen or so, but you also have a degree.”

“Sixteen. And I took lots of intercession and summer session courses. I got my GED a week after Sunnyhell went kablooey. Didn’t see the reason to stay in High School, you know. You never did say what you do for a living.”

“I work at a youth center in Star City.” Connor shrugged. “I’ve been thinking about giving archery lessons during the weekend as well.”

“You’re an archer?”

“Yeah. My father’s much better at it than I am, though.”

“Never was very good at archery myself,” said Dawn. “Admittedly, I’ve only been in a couple battles, but I prefer to use a battle axe. It’s my absolute favorite weapon. After that I suppose it would be knives and then the broadsword. My sister loves using the crossbow, though.”

Wait-She was supposed to refer to Buffy as her mother, not her sister. Crud. Maybe he wouldn’t ask too many questions.

“Mia, my foster sister, has a thing for crossbows as well,” said Connor. “It drives Dad crazy. He thinks crossbows are for sissies.”

Dawn let out a giggle. It wasn’t funny. Really it wasn’t. But it could be if Connor’s father ever told Buffy crossbows were for sissies. A full blown laugh escaped.

**

Dawn bustled around the kitchen, making breakfast for everybody. She had been up until three talking to Connor. He was so… different from the men she had dated over the years. Different in a good way.

Too bad he probably wasn’t interested. He still hadn’t really told her why he knew demons and Amazons, but she hadn’t told him about the Key either.

“Miss Summers.”

“Good morning, Mrs. Lance,” Dawn said as she flipped a pancake. “Anything in particular you want in your breakfast? We have raspberries, blueberries, and strawberries. Or there’s my favorite, chunks of chocolate.”

“Blueberries please,” she said, sitting down at a chair. “So you and Mr. Hawke…”

“Just traveling companions,” sighed Dawn.

“But you wish it was more.”

Dawn nodded. “Yes. Maybe… I don’t know.” Dawn put more batter on the pan. “I think I’d like to get to know him better. He’s so…. He’s nothing like the men I generally date. Probably a good thing considering my usual taste in men. “ Dawn looked down. “But I can’t date a normal human unless he can hold his own against demons and magic users.”

“Because of the Slayer thing?”

“Yeah.” Dawn added some blueberries to the pancake. “My family has too many enemies. It wouldn’t be fair to just toss some innocent into this kind of life. Buffy’s tried it before. Riley couldn’t handle it. But Pike… Pike could take care of himself.”

“Pike? Buffy?”

“Buffy’s my older sister,” said Dawn. “These days she teaches Potential Slayers how to fight. Pike was her first really serious boyfriend…”

**

Connor walked into the room right was Dawn explained that Buffy was her older sister. Grabbing a seat, he decided to listen to what she had to say. They hadn’t really talked about either of their families the night before.

“… Pike was about twenty two and my sister was fourteen,” explained Dawn. “He had just gotten out of the marines and was working in this auto shop. Total stoner. I’m not sure if it was because of his involvement in the Gulf War or an inability to deal with civilian life. Never asked. But when he found out that Vampires and stuff were real, Pike got clean and started to help Buffy protect LA from the creatures of the night.

“They dated for a while, but when we moved to Sunnyhell, they broke it off. Buffy and Pike have run into each other a couple times since then. He works as a bounty hunter now. Killing demons who are an active threat to the general public. About a year ago, Buffy and Pike started dating again.

“I heard from Molly who heard from Kennedy who heard from Andrew that Buffy has a ring on her finger.” Dawn let out a giggle. “You know which finger I’m talking about. Anyway, I just hope that I get to be one of the bridesmaids. Even if it does come with an ugly dress. Pike always was my favorite out of all Buffy’s boyfriends.”

“What do you mean by active threat to the public?” asked Connor.

Dawn looked over at him. “The ones who go out killing or who try to bring about the Apocalypse. I mean, there are plenty of demons who are a threat to the general well being of humans, but we don’t go around killing them unless they start with the killing and stuff.”

Dawn put a pancake in front of Mrs. Lance. “Want anything in your pancake, Connor?” She told him what there was.

“Everything except for the chocolate. If you’re so involved in this sort of thing, why were you thinking of going to grad school in Star City or Gotham?”

“Because it’s quiet. The capes can handle anything that comes up. A perfect place for serious study. And this way, I’d have more time for my job. I mean, I am a linguist, not a fighter. And one of the only employees who is capable of speaking, reading, and writing more than a dozen demon languages.”

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You have reached the end of "Chaos and Capes" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 14 Nov 06.

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