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Summary: Buffy dies in the season finale of Btvs and wakes up in the Vampire Diaries dimension (television version) Buffy/Damon

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Literature > Vampire Diaries, The > Buffy-CenteredcapitanchronicFR21513,8574295,4437 Jun 1017 Oct 10No

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Chapter One

Disclaimer : I own nothing. Buffy belongs to Joss and the vampire diaries people belong to L.J. Smith. I'm just borrowing it for fun.

AN: In s07 of Buffy she accepted the extra demon essence and powers that the shadow men offered her.


Waking up in another dimension can have its perks. Enhanced speed, strength, senses and a younger body are some of them. The sudden talent for magic has to be my favorite though. I like to think of it as a bonus, it's almost like I'd been training hard for years when in reality only moments had past. Changing realities at first had come as a huge shock, all I could think about was getting back to my dimension.

It's been two years and I'm still no closer to finding anyone with the power needed to return me home. Although in those two years I've been able to feel comfortable with my new abilities. I've come across some witches that could open portals but never to a specific time and place. Here I have no purpose, sure I still kick vampire ass but I don't have a mission. I've been spending most of my time honing my new-found skills.

Picking up on a life force materializing behind me I spin around quickly grabbing their throat. Recognizing the face I laugh and let him go, happy to see a familiar face.

“Whistler. What are you doing here? Are you here to take me back?”

“Sorry kid, but the powers can't send you back. You've messed with the balance too much in that world. You've unleashed all of the potentials so your not needed. In this world though... you are needed.”

“What's brewing here?”

“Most of the action will be going on in a place called Mystic Falls, Virginia. In the past the town was full of vampires before the humans became suspicious and tried to kill them all. They tried to burn them in a church but they didn't know that a witch placed a spell trapping about 25 of them in the tomb. That was over one hundred years ago, the vampires are alive but starving.”

“Let me guess the tomb is going to be opened and you want me to kill them while their still weak? That seems easy enough.”

“Trust me it's only the beginning, there is definitely something bigger in the works. You should get ready, you need to leave as soon as possible.”

“Gee, here you are trying to use me again and all I get is a hurry up.”

“Oh yeah that reminds me, this time your gonna get paid. The moneys already in your bank account.” He pulls out a large envelope and tosses it to me. “Here's a tip. Good luck slayer.”

Looking back up after catching the envelope in my hands I realize he's already gone. Opening it up I see a stack of money and smile. “I guess I'll forgive the whole using thing if I get paid.”

I hurry to eat breakfast and pack my clothes before grabbing the keys to my car. Which was another perk I acquired from the job. I staked a vamp one night who was driving this delicious new dodge charger that I couldn't resist. Driving isn't that hard after getting used to it, and for this midnight black baby I took the time to learn.

Stopping by the front desk of the motel that I've been staying at since saving the owners daughter I say my goodbyes, making sure to get a map on the way out. Stepping back out into the daylight I walk to my car and gun the engine loving the sound of its roar. Putting in my favorite CD I pull out of the parking lot and start my journey.
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