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Los Angeles was a mess.
Weeks ago fire fell out of the sky. Mortok, a Yautja predator hunting the senior partners had attacked the Wolfram and Hart building with a collimated beam of anti-protons. He wanted the white room. His strategy was to create a blind panic then sneak into the building in all the confusion. It worked. The Predator was able to access the white room and kill the Senior Partners.
Mortok had left the city a burning hellscape. Thousands had died in the blast wave that leveled every structure to the horizon. A burst of infrared and gamma radiation illuminated the city in a brief microsecond glow. People were getting sick. People were dying of radiation poisoning the likes of which had not been seen since an atomic bomb was dropped on Hiroshima.
The city was a hellscape yet in the mist of it stood the shiny bright and new Wolfram and Hart building. Overnight the building had been restored to a nearly new state by its magics. It stood in the mist of the rubble and destruction like an obscene temple to forces that ignored the destruction all around it. More than one eyebrow was raised at the mention of the Wolfram and Hart building being restored so quickly. There was no one to actually say that the restored Wolfram and Hart building was unnatural. Anyone that had seen the building attacked by Mortok was dead.
Angel sat at his desk. He looked out of his office window at the devastation below. The special glass provided by the Senior Partners protected him from the killing sun. This was one of the minor miracles provided by the Senior Partners. Of course now the Senior Partners were dead.
Gunn walked into his office.
.” Gunn said to Angel. His face held a shadow of fear. “The conduit to the Senior Partners is just gone
.” Angel looked at him. This was way above his pay grade.
“Hey boss, you want to hear some bad news?” Gunn asked sarcastically. Angel looked at him with an arched eyebrow. They both understood that things were pretty bad already.
“As bad as the Senior Partners were, at least they kept the riff raft in line.” Gunn said. “With them gone it’s chaos out there.” Gunn thought about what he had said. “Well, it’s more
chaos out there. Every two bit demon with a dream is lining up to take a run at us. Without our evil overlords we look weak.”
“We can handle them.” Angel said. He had no time to think about the thousands of fleas nipping at his heels. He had only one major concern.
“Any sign of her?” Angel asked. Gunn nodded his head in the negative. The one demon they wanted to find was missing.
“Mesektet has become invisible. “ Gunn said. “She does not want to be found.” They both understood. When Mesektet showed herself again she would be bringing trouble with her. Angel looked out of his office window. The distant light of blood red fires still lit the city, still burned in the distant corners of Los Angeles. The devastation changed everything. There was uncertainty in both the demon and Human world. He could feel the future weighing down on him. He knew a war was coming.
Giles was in the kitchen loading the snacks. Buffy sat in the living room of the Summer’s home with the parents of Willow Rosenberg. She was explaining to them the strange life her daughter had led. Giles did not envy her. He had witnessed the horrific attack on Willow. Buffy had torn her apart with her nails and teeth. He could still hear her screams when he thought about it. Giles wanted to keep the details of Willow’s death secret but Buffy felt she needed to come clean. She refused to carry the guilt of murdering her best friend and the guilt of lying to Willow’s grieving parents.
Dawn sat in the chair next to her sister. She was there for moral support. She didn’t care that Buffy had uncreated her then used her as a weapon against an alien fleet. Weaponizing Dawn gave Hive the power to tear open space itself and force a million ship fleet to retreat in fear.
“I loved Willow.” Buffy said. She struggled to find the words. “She always there for me in ways I can’t even began to tell you.”
“Yeah, like the time I brought you back to life. Sorry about leaving you in the grave.” Said the memory of Willow. Buffy stopped a moment. She could hear Willow softly talking in her head. Buffy cleared her throat and continued.
“I killed your daughter.” Buffy said. The faces of Willow’s parents looked and at her with a blank expression of wonderment. Their brains were still processing what they had just heard.
“We did a spell to make me an alien.” Buffy rushed to explain. “But we didn’t know the alien was a xenophobe. It though, I thought, Willow was a foreign intrusion into…” Buffy loathed to say the word but she forced herself to say it anyway. “…the Hive”
“Do you know where she is!” Willow’s mother asked. Buffy could see the desperation on her pale face. As Buffy was about to tell her, she saw a shadow move across the main window of the room. She had a bad feeling.
“Dawn, scythe now!” she said to her sister. Dawn ran to the weapons chest she kept in the living room. She had the chest open and the scythe in her hands when an Alien burst into the room. It smashed through the wooden door sending splinters everywhere. The alien was well over eight feet tall. It’s skin was as black as the grave. It had no eyes but Buffy could tell it was looking directly at her.
“I used to be you.” Buffy muttered to herself. The alien leapt. It slammed into Buffy. Both of them rolled together on the floor. Buffy could hear Willow’s mother screaming. She didn’t care. She could feel the sheer energy of the Old Ones pouring out of the alien. This was one of Illyria’s children. It was a supernatural creature now. The slayer within her awakened.
Buffy sat up forcing the alien back. She shoved it off of her and reached for her scythe. The Alien screeched. It’s mouth opened. Silicon teeth appeared then a second mouth. The Alien lunged towards Buffy with its claws extended. Buffy swung. The edge of the scythe’s blade sliced across the alien penetrating its shell and cutting into the flesh. The Alien’s head partially came off. Acid blood splattered out as its body slumped to the floor. Buffy jumped back. She looked at her blade in amazement. The acid blood did not melt her blade.
“Thank you Guardians!” Buffy thought. She felt a presence behind her. It was a second Alien. Buffy flipped the scythe bringing up the pointed end. She and the alien circled each other a moment. The alien was fast. Razor sharp claws sliced at her shoulder. Buffy blocked the pain. Vampire, werewolf, mummy, it didn’t matter. Stab something long enough and it died. She penetrated the alien in one stroke. The wooden end of the scythe covered in alien entrails poked out of the other side of the alien. Buffy yanked it out and pushed the alien away with one hand.
“Buffy, Watch out!” yelled Giles. The side of his face was bloody. Two of his ribs were broken. Buffy turned. A third alien was already airborn. All Buffy could see was sharp bright teeth flying towards her.
” said the memory of Willow. The alien burst into flames in midair. Buffy dodged the burning corpse as it hit the floor. She could hear several aliens crawling around upstairs. She watched in a slow motion horror as they came slowly down the stairs. They were beautiful and horrifying at the same time.
“I can tell you what happened.” said the echo of Hive in her mind. “Illyria is trying to kill you.”
“Yeah.” said Buffy to herself. “The Predators are gone. Now I’m at war with Illyria and her Alien horde. “I don’t care.” Buffy thought. She was sick of dealing with the aliens. It was because of them that Willow was dead.
“Bring your horde Illyria, I’ll kill them, I'll kill them all!” Buffy yelled as she lunged into battle.