I do not own Stargate or Buffy. I am making no money off them so don’t sue.Authors Notes:
Parts of the prologue have been paraphrased from the final episode of Buffy. With slight changes made. These parts are not mine. I own Nicky Littleson so don’t steal her or I’ll set a slayer on ya. ;) Cassie and co. are all 16 years old. Also, if I get something from Buffy too wrong let me know and I’ll try and fix it.
Buffy had been at her wits end. For weeks, she’d been looking for the answers. The First and its army of Turok Han were slowly and steadily overwhelming them, the Potentials were starting to loose faith in her. If she where honest with herself, they had already lost faith in her, they’d proved that when she’d essentially been removed from her own home. She’d returned but now they needed to find something to defeat their enemy with.
Looking around she saw all the young girls, who had flocked from all over the world to Sunnydale for her protection. She’d turned each one of them into warriors, fighters. None of them had her abilities. Not yet, perhaps if Faith or herself died they would receive the power, but that would not be enough to win.
Two super strong girls, a bad-ass Wicca and a vengeance demon would not win this battle. Those girls would die if the situation stayed the same, without the extra strength of the slayer. She would be sentencing the girls to death.
That was why she came up with another plan, it was crazy but it just might work.
They’d been fighting for months without gaining the upper hand against the First. Potentials had been converging on Sunnydale and making her house their new home. The worst part was that Buffy knew they were loosing. She tried to keep her spirits up so the potentials would believe they had a chance but Buffy was starting to doubt it.
Now though, they may have the chance they’d been looking for since the whole nightmare had started. Two Slayers and some half-trained potential’s would never defeat the first but maybe an army of slayers could.
For the first time in months, Buffy smiled.
They finally had Hope.
“So here’s the part where you make a choice. What if you could have that power… now? In every generation, one Slayer is born because a bunch of men who died thousands of years ago made up that rule. They were powerful men. This woman is more powerful than all of them combined.” Buffy said pointing to Willow, smiling confidently at her life long friend.
“So I say we change the rule. I say my power should be our power. Tomorrow, Willow will use the essence of the scythe to change our destiny. From now on, every girl in the world who might be a Slayer will be a Slayer. Every girl who could have the power will have the power. Can stand up, will stand up. Slayers - every one of us. Make your choice. Are you ready to be strong?”
Finally, they had the chance to win.
CHICAGO— SOFTBALL FIELD (PRESENT) — DAY 24
A young girl steps up to bat and suddenly feels a surge of strength flow through her. Swinging her bat, she sends the ball flying out of the park with the strength of the Slayer. She smiles as she realizes her whole life is about to change.
BANGALORE, INDIA— CAFE— NIGHT 26
A girl falls to the floor as power and knowledge course through her. She suddenly feels energetic and strong. Like her destiny is being fulfilled.
NAGASAKI, JAPAN— FAMILY HOME— NIGHT 27
While her puzzled family looks on, a girl suddenly stands up and backs away from the dinner table, confused but excited as the power of the Slayer envelops her. She looks out the window at the darkened sky, feeling the sudden need to be out there; Hunting. Even though she doesn’t yet know what it is, she is to hunt.
CUERNAVACA, MEXICO— RESIDENCE— DAY 28
An abusive father raises his hand to strike his young daughter only to have his arm stopped in mid-swing, his wrist caught in a vise-like grip, as his daughter goes from victim to champion in an instant. She pushes her father away watching as he hits into the opposite wall. He slumps to the floor unconscious from where he hit his head when she shoved him. She’s no longer a victim,
COLORADO SPRINGS, AMERICA— HIGH SCHOOL CORRIDOR— DAY 29
A teenage schoolgirl puts out a hand to steady her against a row of lockers as a pulse of magickal energy changes her forever. Never again will her life be ordinary.
All over the globe, girls were being chosen. Their lives being changed. The once, ordinary teenagers were becoming champions, they were becoming slayers. Hundreds of girls were becoming strong. The world was being changed forever.
As each gained their power, they dreamed. They saw the final battle with the First and they saw their creation. None of them really understood, but they suddenly felt alive.
The need to hunt was forced on them, for most they didn’t know what they were hunting for, but none of them could stay away from the night and the creatures it held.