End of Days Series
Volume One: Extermination
Author's Note: Credits for this story can be found here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Uq2ev41je8
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Outskirts of Sunnydale
A yellow school bus roars down the empty road, heading away from Sunnydale, California. A grievously wounded Robin Wood is in the drivers seat, Faith Lehane crouched right next to him watching the road as the zip through the desert that surrounds the city. Faith keeps glancing at Robin’s wound, looking deeply worried.
“Are you sure that you’re gonna be okay?” Faith asks, her voice wrought with obvious concern.
“Yeah… yeah, it’s just a scratch. I’ll be right as rain in n-next to no time.” Wood answers glancing over at the sultry raven haired slayer.
Faith nodded and turned away from Robin to survey the survivors of the battle that they just taken to the First. Only twelve had gotten out with their lives. Buffy, Willow, Xander, Dawn, Herself, Wood, Spike, and five of the new slayers, Vi being the only one she knew the name of.
They had thought that things were going well when Willow managed to activate the spell of the scythe and turned all the potentials of the world into slayers. They had held their own valiantly for awhile, but in the end it just wasn’t enough to keep the first and it’s army of Turok-Han from getting out which resulted in the deaths of Giles, Anya and Andrew, as well as five-sixths of the potentials. Seeing no other choice, Buffy had given the order to retreat. So now here they were here on this yellow school bus, heading towards L.A. like a bat out of hell. Only one thing had been gained with the failed skirmish and that was they now knew the First’s plan of taking over the world, and it began with the extermination of all of the Earth’s champions, and they had no time. It was time to call Angel.
Los Angeles- Angel Investigations
Charles Gunn casually walks into Angel’s office to find Wesley and Fred looking concerned at Angel, who is slowly hanging up the phone. He looks extremely troubled and even more broody than usual.
“What’s the matter?” Gunn asks, getting a glare from Angel for not knowing.
Angel was silent for a moment before answering.
“The First has gotten out of Sunnydale and has it’s eyes set on killing the Earth’s champions, all of them. Buffy and the others couldn’t stop it and their forces were devastated. They’re coming here now. We need to be-“
Whatever Angel is about to say is cut off by a huge explosion that rocks the building and collapses the ceiling, which falls on the four heroes and blankets the room with dust and debris.
New York City- DSA Headquarters
Cole Perkins strode into his office to get the file on the abductee that was the organization’s biggest priority at the moment. Finding it and looking down at the smug face of Miles Trillus, who had been eluding capture for the past three months, he frowns and slaps the folder shut. He sighs and makes his way to the conference room where the others are waiting for the briefing. Entering the room, he notices that everyone is present except for his wife Erika Cleghorn, who was out on assignment in the field.
“Please be seated and we can get started.” Cole says, but anything he plans on saying next is voided when the room explodes into flame.
Seattle- Terminal City
Max Guevara stood in the center of command, as the masses of the Familiar army gathered around the outskirts of the toxic dump that she and five-hundred other transgenics and transhumans call home.
“Max, they’ve got us boxed in. There’s no way that we can put off a confrontation with them any longer.” Max’s fellow unit member Syl said, looking desperate for a fight.
Max looks at her sister in arms, and then nods.
“She’s right. We have to finish this now. For our freedom and survival.” Max states calmly, addressing all present.
The didn’t have a chance to react as seven air to ground missiles streaked into the buildings of T.C., throwing some into blissful unconsciousness, and most to their deaths.
Pheonix- Jane’s Diner
Isabel Evans instinctively knew that something was wrong. It was a talent that had manifested itself after she had been forced to flee Roswell and the FBI’s Special Unit, sending her, her brother Max Evans, and their friends Michael Guerin, Liz Parker, Maria Deluca, Alex Whitman, Tess Harding, and Kyle Valenti on an indefinite road trip across the United States. They never stayed in one place for more than a week, out of fear that the alien hunters would catch up to them.
Sitting perfectly still and quiet in the diner with all of the said friends, Isabel could hear an irregular beeping noise, but she writes it off as a cell phone, only for it to stop, ignite and reduce the diner to rubble.
To Be Continued…..