Chapter One: Funerals and Moving to Forks
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything except for the plot and some original characters. Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whendon and The Twilight Saga belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
A/N: I am very sorry for everyone that liked this story the first time around, but I have to rewrite the whole story. So on that happy note I bring you the new and improved Dawn's First Light!!! =)))
The Funeral was long and heart breaking for everyone that survived the Sunnydale High School being swallowed hole. To the Scooby gang, this was the end to living in Sunnydale. Xander, Willow and I were now in the care of Rupert Giles, my Watcher. I have to say that killing the master didn't seem like justice when all those people were killed including my parents, Xander's and Willow's. Willow had lost her boyfriend OZ. Xander had lost his girlfriend Cordelia, and Giles had lost Jenny. It didn't seem right that so many people had to die for the sake of one Vampire.
So that was why we were leaving. Giles took up a job in Forks, Washington as the new Librarian and we were to start over. We had already done the research that there was no hellmouth in Forks, so for that we were greatful. That is how I now found myself on a plane, to one of the rainiest parts of the United states.
The plane ride to Forks was a quiet one. Everyone including me, were off in their own world. I was wearing a lavender long sleeved shirt with the black leather jacket that Angel gave me and black leather pants. Willow was wearing a black on black ensemble. With a MCR band t-shirt and a leather jacket with TRIPP jeans. Xander was wearing a Dingoes Ate My Baby t-shirt; one of the only things that he had left of Sunnydale; and blue jeans. Angel was wearing a black silk shirt and a long trench coat with black pants. Giles became a little laid back and was wearing a white button-down shirt with a red tie and black dress pants. Once we called two cabs after the plane landed, we hurried to grab their luggage and get into their cab. Giles, Angel and I got in one cab and Xander and Willow in another.
Having a house on the outskirts of town was both good and bad. It was a good thing because Buffy still had training to do and could go unnoticed, and incase Willow wanted to practice her magic. It was bad because it was so far out of town.
To say that the Manor was unbelievably beautiful was too blasé. It was in fact, magnificent. It had three main stories, then a basement and an attic. The basement was for me and Giles; to train in. The attic, of course, was for Willow to practice her magic in.
In each level of the house there were three rooms and two bathrooms. In addition to the house there was a four car garage. A fire red 1969 Chevy Chevelle SS Convertible for Angel. A 1969 Mustang Convertible repainted fuzzy pink for Willow. A black 1967 Mustang 2, two door with a hard top for Xander. And last but not least, a black 1965 Pontiac GTO for Giles. Willow, Xander and I had convinced Giles to get a new car since his last one was stuck in the 1800’s.
When we finally got out of the taxi cabs they started walking up to their new house. It was misting outside, and for the most part it fit everyone’s mood.
After checking out the house, the boys took the three rooms on the first floor and and Willow and I went to the second.
Giles fixed Seafood Island for everyone and some warm animal blood for Angel. After that everyone headed to bed, not realizing that this day was the start of something new.