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This story is No. 3 in the series "Slayers, Watchers, and Heroes, oh my!". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Paintings of Sunnydale are rediscovered.

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Television > Heroes > GeneralShyBobFR71287042,11612 Nov 0712 Nov 07Yes
DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series, and all associated characters are property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy Productions, United Paramount Network, and Fox Television. Heroes and all associated characters are property of Tim Kring and NBC. This work is not for profit, and no ownership of aforementioned copyrighted material implied, nor any infringement intended.

Spoilers for season 1 of Heroes

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“So, Giles, what’s the sitch?”

“Now, Buffy, I want you to understand I only just found out about the paintings myself. If I’d had any idea of their existence…” Giles handed Buffy an invoice, which she took without reading.

Staring at the paintings, Buffy was struck by the awkwardness of the style before she noticed the content; they looked like scenes from a comic book. The Slayer inhaled sharply as the subjects of the paintings finally registered.

The first oil showed a blonde girl leaping off a derrick towards a portal glowing in midair. Tiny figures gaped up in horror from the ground far below.

The second painting depicted a wrecked temple on a hilltop. A man and woman were collapsed on the ground in each others’ arms.

The third made Buffy’s stomach clench. A yellow schoolbus perched near the edge of a crater. A small group of survivors surveyed the devastation.

Buffy realized that Giles had continued speaking “…so it appears your mother acquired these for her gallery. It seems at odds with the historical and cultural pieces for which the gallery was known.”

The leader of the International Council of Watchers (Reformed) removed his glasses to polish them—a nervous tick rarely seen anymore. “Someone in the old Council had been keeping an eye on this artist,” Giles continued. “He had something of a reputation as a seer, before his death last year.”

Buffy turned to the head of the Council. “The Council had these? Before?”

Giles nodded, looking aged beyond his years.

“Destroy them. Burn them all.”

The invoice fluttered to the ground as Buffy strode out of the room. It read, “3 oils, various sizes, artist Isaac Mendez.”


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