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Title:\u00a0<\/b>Cordelia the Vampire Slayer
\nAuthor:\u00a0<\/b>Rachelle
\nPosted:\u00a0<\/b>11-12-2003
\nEmail<\/a><\/b>
\nRating:\u00a0<\/b>PG, Violence
\nCategory:\u00a0<\/b>AU Prophecy Girl
\nContent:\u00a0<\/b>
\nSummary:\u00a0<\/b>This is different take on what happened at the end of BtVS Season 1. Very Cordy Centric & there is potential for C\/A if this story grabs ya!
\nSpoilers:\u00a0<\/b>None.
\nDisclaimer:\u00a0<\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution:\u00a0<\/b>Just Fic, GTC\/A. anyone else, just ask.
\nNotes:\u00a0<\/b>AU, AU!
\nFeedback:\u00a0<\/b>You know I need it!
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b><\/p>\n

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Part 1<\/b><\/p>\n

The Master\u2019s Lair
\nThe Church<\/b><\/p>\n

It was something she never thought would happen- realizing her own death.<\/p>\n

All Buffy could think about, as she was being held in the deadly embrace of the Master, was her mother. How she would never know the reason why her daughter had died and by what.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou tried,\u201d he crooned to her, caressing her cheek. \u201cIt was noble of you. You heard the prophecy that I as going to break free and you came to stop me.\u201d Buffy felt his chest rumble as laughed. \u201cBut prophecies are tricky creatures. They didn\u2019t tell you everything.\u201d<\/p>\n

Tell me what?<\/i><\/p>\n

He brought his lips within an inch of her ear. \u201cYou\u2019re the one that frees me.\u201d Buffy could sense his glee as he smiled and continued to whisper to her. \u201cIf you hadn\u2019t come, I couldn\u2019t go. Think about that.\u201d<\/p>\n

No<\/i>…<\/p>\n

Buffy would not think of that, as he proceeded to pierce her neck with his fangs. She wanted to think of her mother. That perfect mother she would never see again- She couldn\u2019t help but cry out at the sudden pain of it. It was more than pain, if was the ever present knowledge that she was going to die. With each drop of blood his was draining, it was a step closer to death.<\/p>\n

\u201cGod, the\u00a0power<\/i>!\u201d He cried in ecstasy and wonder. Who would have ever thought such a little girl could harness that much power within her? Huh, well… now within him.<\/p>\n

\u201cBy the way,\u201d he conversed, amused as her body sagged from his grip. Falling to her knees, she pitched face-down into the pool of water beside them. \u201cI like your dress.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy knew he was leaving, to wreck havoc on the world that had denied him for so long. As her lungs filled with water, the slayer felt an inner peace at the fact that it was over- she was dying. She didn\u2019t have to fight anymore. Before she lost total consciousness, Buffy let one final thought go through her mind-<\/p>\n

I hope whoever\u2019s called after me has better luck<\/i>.<\/p>\n

And she died.<\/p>\n

Skyler Avenue<\/b><\/p>\n

Cordelia Chase was in a panic and was desperately trying to get home. She had just fled, driving her car as far away from Sumner Park as she could get. Cordelia had gone there to remember Kevin, her almost boyfriend whom she had found earlier that day, murdered. It was near the edge of the woods where they used to park, that she had gone to remember him. And it was there that the monsters had come after her.<\/p>\n

She did not even question to herself, why their faces looked liked pissed off kitties with fangs, to know it was time to leave. Maybe it was the glowing gold eyes or the drooling mouths that spurred her to start the car and peel out. All she knew was that she did not want to end up like Kevin, his throat viciously torn out and left like a rag doll to rot.<\/p>\n

Got to get home!\u00a0I\u2019ll be safe when I get home<\/i>. She didn\u2019t know how she knew that, but it sounded good.<\/p>\n

Veering a sharp turn to her right, onto Chesapeake Court, Cordelia felt her heart race in anticipation at the notion she was only two blocks from home. What she wasn\u2019t expecting were the sudden crack of the steering wheel assembly nor the burst of power that caoursed through her.<\/p>\n

Screeching to a halt, Cordelia slammed on the breaks. Her heart felt like it was pounding a mile a minute.\u00a0How did I do that<\/i>, she wondered, bringing a shaking hand to the huge crack behind her steering wheel. There was no way she could have the strength to do that! She didn\u2019t understand it, but she knew she did it.<\/p>\n

Cordelia Chase felt powerful and strong.\u00a0Well, obviously if I could almost twist my steering wheel off<\/i>! She knew something had happened to her during that turn- something strange. What was even stranger, was she didn\u2019t feel any of the fear she had only moments ago. She felt exhilarated.<\/p>\n

She no longer wanted to go home. Cordelia felt she needed to be somewhere else now.\u00a0Right<\/i>\u00a0now! It was as if some unseen force was pulling at her, calling to her.<\/p>\n

Not giving a second thought to what she would find there, Cordelia eased onto the gas and gently turned the car around. She had to get to Sunnydale High.<\/p>\n

The Church<\/b><\/p>\n

Angel and Xander raced through the tunnels, trying to get to the Master\u2019s lair. They came to a halt as a glow illuminated through one of the passage ways and a rumble coursed throughout.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is that?\u201d Xander questioned.<\/p>\n

Angel felt a despairing dread creep into his soul. \u201cIt\u2019s too late. He\u2019s gone up.\u201d<\/p>\n

Knowing what that meant for them and probably for Buffy, Xander shouted, \u201cCome on. Come on!\u201d Both of them pummeling to the opening, one after the other.<\/p>\n

Running through the tunnels, Xander finally began to feel his lungs burn in protest. He wasn\u2019t used to such activity and the fearful pounding of his heart was not helping. Angel was well ahead of him.<\/p>\n

Falling in after Angel, Xander came to a complete stop at what he saw. There, in this filthy church, was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen- again. Lying in Angel\u2019s arms was Buffy, in her white dress, drenched from head to toe. Angel was checking the pulse on her wrist, then bringing his head down to her mouth, to see if she was breathing.\u00a0Please be breathing, please<\/i>…<\/p>\n

Angel lifted his head up, looking at Xander. \u201cShe\u2019s dead.\u201d<\/p>\n

No, not possible. Buffy can\u2019t die. She\u2019s not going to die. \u201cShe\u2019s not dead,\u201d Xander hissed, speaking his own thoughts.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not breathing,\u201d Angel insisted, shaking his head at Xander. He, more than anyone, knew what death was- and Buffy had seen it.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf she\u2019s drowned there\u2019s a shot. CPR.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel considered this, realizing that he couldn\u2019t do it. \u201cYou have to do it. I have no breath.\u201d<\/p>\n

Okay, makes sense as he is undead-boy. He\u2019d have to do it… Xander was an avid fan of\u00a0Baywatch<\/i>. Those hotties did this all the time and so could he. Giving himself a shake, Xander leaned in, closing his fingers over her nose and proceeded to give her mouth to mouth.<\/p>\n

Alternating between pumping her heart and breathing into her mouth, Xander whispered. \u201cCome on,\u00a0come on<\/i>!\u201d<\/p>\n

Sunnydale High<\/b><\/p>\n

The vampires were steadily coming closer to them, as Willow and Ms Calendar backed away. There was a legion of them, heading towards the school. \u201cWhy are they coming here?\u201d said Ms Calendar, pulling Willow with her.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot caring…\u201d Willow whispered in reply, turning with Ms Calendar to run back to the library.<\/p>\n

Suddenly a car veered towards the women, coming to a stop right by them. There behind the wheel was Cordelia Chase. Willow had never been so happy to see someone she loathed in her very life.<\/p>\n

\u201cGet in!\u201d<\/p>\n

The Church<\/b><\/p>\n

\u201cBreathe<\/i>!\u201d Xander pleaded, still pumping his hands on Buffy\u2019s chest, willing her heart to beat again.<\/p>\n

Angel was about to pull him away, as he shook his head.\u00a0She\u2019s gone<\/i>, Angel realized.<\/p>\n

Buffy opened her eyes. Sucking a huge amount of air, Buffy began to cough, expelling the water from her lungs. \u201cBuffy?\u201d<\/p>\n

Trying to focus her green eyes, she decided to look where the voice had come from. \u201cXander?\u201d She turned her head to both Angel and Xander.<\/p>\n

Xander tried to control the sobs gathering at the back of his throat, and was surprised to find that he could. She was back! He had saved her. \u201cWelcome back.\u201d<\/p>\n

Sunnydale High<\/b><\/p>\n

Willow and Ms Calendar scrambled to get into Cordelia\u2019s car, Willow taking the front seat.<\/p>\n

As she placed the car in gear, Cordelia gave a brief description of what had happened to her. \u201cI was sitting where Kevin and I used to park, and suddenly these things were coming at me- I tried to get home but- Who are these guys?!\u201d<\/p>\n

You know what they are<\/i>.<\/p>\n

Cordelia shook her head. Alright, little psychic voice is getting a little creepy. Just then a vampire crashed onto her windshield, causing the women to elicit an ear piercing scream. \u201cWhat do I do?\u201d Cordelia whispered to them as much to herself.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019ve got to get to the library.\u201d Willow said.<\/p>\n

Yes, that\u2019s were she needed to go. \u201cLibrary. Right. Great.\u201d Surging with power and purpose, Cordelia slammed her foot down on the gas pedal and peeled out. Heading for the library, literally.<\/p>\n

Ms Calendar and Willow braced themselves for impact, when they realized where Cordelia was headed. \u201cOf course, we generally walk there…\u201d Willow suggested, just before Cordelia\u2019s car blasted through the doors. Ms Calendar glanced behind them, and saw that the vampires were still hot on their trail, despite the wreckage Cordelia\u2019s car was making.<\/p>\n

Cordelia slammed on her breaks, screeching to a halt outside of the library doors. The other women screaming so loudly and desperate to reach the sanctuary of the library, that no one noticed Cordelia fling a powerful right hook at a vampire, knocking him down with the female vamp right behind him.<\/p>\n

He\u2019s gone up<\/i>!<\/p>\n

This time, the psychic voice was too powerful to ignore, and Cordelia ran down the hall, knocking down vampires as she went.<\/p>\n

Willow and Ms Calendar shut the library doors behind them, as Giles ran up to them. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d He asked, as the women began to barricade the doors.<\/p>\n

\u201cGuess!\u201d Ms Calendar shouted, as a vampire tried to burst through the doors.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut why are they coming here?\u201d<\/p>\n

Willow felt the blood drain from her face, as she realized they were one brunette short- \u201cOh, God! Where\u2019s Cordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n

Ms Calendar and Giles looked around in alarm. The teenager was not in the room. Willow felt tears spring to her eyes.\u00a0This was getting too real<\/i>! \u201cThey must have gotten her.\u201d<\/p>\n

Amidst the sudden grief, not one heard the rumble coming from the library stacks.<\/p>\n

The Church<\/b><\/p>\n

Buffy began to sit up, with the help of the guys. \u201cEasy,\u201d Xander whispered, taking hold of her arm to assist her.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe Master?\u201d She asked, as she gathered her bearings.\u00a0Whoa, I just drowned<\/i>.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s gone up.\u201d Angel answered, holding onto her other side. Hearing this Buffy, rose strongly to her feet.<\/p>\n

Xander was not about to let her go charging off. He saw that look in her eyes. \u201cBuffy, you\u2019re still weak.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I\u2019m not. I feel strong.\u201d She felt more powerful than she ever had, like she could take on the world. \u201cI feel… different.\u201d<\/p>\n

Not knowing what to think, Angel and Xander looked at each other in confusion. She had just come back from the dead, alive, but she felt strong? Must be some slayer trait.<\/p>\n

As if confirming against their uncertainty, Buffy began to walk away from them. \u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d Giving each other one last look, the guys quickly followed.<\/p>\n

The Roof of the Library<\/b><\/p>\n

The Master pushed open the door, joy in his every step. The air was crisp and sweet, a scent he despised, but missed. Soon the air would be filled with blood and chaos. Rubbing his hands together in anticipation, he came to the edge of the roof, looking into the distance of the great possibilities beyond.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy world. My beautiful world.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, it\u2019s pretty. But not yours.\u201d<\/p>\n

Turning sharply around towards the feminine voice behind, the Master glared. Who was this girl to speak such insolence!? She certainly was lovely, as he surveyed her big eyes and lustrous hair.\u00a0This would make a splendid treat after being locked away for so long<\/i>, he mused, drinking in her curvaceous figure clad in a cream sweater and skintight, lavender pants.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd who might you be, child?\u201d He asked, dropping his voice down to a low octave.<\/p>\n

Giving a small smile, she took a step forward. \u201cI\u2019m Cordelia. And you must be Ugly.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Library<\/b><\/p>\n

Giles and the girls were scrambling to block the library doors. As Willow shoved another chair against the mini-shelves, a loud crash sound from behind them. \u201cThey\u2019re coming in through the stacks!\u201d Giles shouted, while the girls ran in that direction, to barricade those doors.<\/p>\n

Slamming the doors, Willow shouted to Ms Calendar to start pulling the bookshelves. Both of them got one against the doors, just as the vampires started pounding from the other side. Willow braced herself against the shelves, not noticing a slimy tendril creeping towards her ankle.<\/p>\n

The Roof of the Library<\/b><\/p>\n

Matching her smile, the Master also took a step forward. \u201cWhy are up here, Cordelia? Surely just by looking upon me, your heart is filled with fear.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell,\u201d she shrugged, giving his leather get up the once over, \u201cYour outfit is downright ghastly, but other than that- no! No fear.\u201d Cordelia knew he was powerful and ancient. She may not be ancient, but she was just as strong as he was. \u201cJust power.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Master bore his demon eyes into hers. Yes, there was power there. But this wasn\u2019t right! It was too soon. He had just killed one, now there was another not more than six feet from him. \u201cNo… it can\u2019t be- not\u00a0another<\/i>\u00a0Slayer! Not here! It should have been in another country, or something! But\u00a0not<\/i>\u00a0here!\u201d<\/p>\n

Hearing that word was like coming home. \u201cWow,\u201d she mused. \u201cThat\u2019s what I am. A Slayer.\u201d It all made sense now- the sudden strength, the pull to come up here and face Mr. Ugly. The word called to her, even though it was all completely clear.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve just been called,\u201d The Master realized, taking this into his advantage. \u201cOne dies and another is Chosen. But you haven\u2019t been trained and probably have not even killed one of my children. Do you know who I am?\u00a0What<\/i>\u00a0I am? I am a Master vampire. Older than any of those others down there and more powerful. Oh, this is going to be rich.\u201d<\/p>\n

Vampires. She was meant to kill vampires.\u00a0That was what killed Kevin and the others<\/i>, she realized, as a quiet rage began to boil within her. \u201cMaybe I haven\u2019t been trained or whatever, and maybe your are a Master- a master of fashion disgrace. But your children killed some people I cared about and are threatening some more. And for that- I\u2019m gonna\u00a0have<\/i>\u00a0to kick your ass.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Master let out a growl of vicious anticipation, as the newborn Slayer flew at him.<\/p>\n

Near Sunnydale High<\/b><\/p>\n

Buffy and the guys were on a rapid move toward the school, with Buffy leading the way.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow do you know where the Master\u2019s going?\u201d Xander asked Buffy, as he almost tripped over his own footing.<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

A vampire stepped in front of them. \u201cOh, look. A bad guy.\u201d Not even breaking stride, Buffy shoved him to the ground and kept on walking.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s my girl<\/i>, Xander thought, admiration surging through him.<\/p>\n

The Library<\/b><\/p>\n

Willow and Ms Calendar were desperately trying to hold the back library doors shut, but they were getting weak. \u201cThis won\u2019t keep them our for long!\u201d Willow shouted to Giles. Just then, a slimy tentacle wrapped itself around her leg. Screaming, both Willow and Ms Calendar try to pull away from it.<\/p>\n

\u201cGiles!\u00a0Giles<\/i>!\u201d Ms Calendar screams as she tries to pull Willow away from terror that\u2019s grabbed her.<\/p>\n

Just as Giles runs out of his office, weapons in hand, to assist the girls, the ground began to shake as the demon arose. The same demon who had one of it\u2019s tentacles on Willow.\u00a0Oh, my God<\/i>, Giles realized in fear. \u201cThe Hellmouth.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGiles,\u201d Ms Calendar shouts, \u201cGape later!\u201d<\/p>\n

The Roof of the Library<\/b><\/p>\n

While his child of darkness was being born into this world, the Master was fighting a child of light who had also, just been born.<\/p>\n

Cordelia Chase could not believe the agility and force she had. With each kick, punch or blow she felt even more powerful. She wasn\u2019t even fazed with the Master lashed out with claws, raking her upper arm. \u201cIf that scars, I\u2019ll go down to hell to kick your ass again.\u201d Cordelia snarled, as she jammed her left elbow across his face, sending him flying.<\/p>\n

This was not happening to him. All stories of slayers when the are first called, have always spoken of the girls being off in their strength and strategy. This one fought as if she had been slaying for years. She had just been called for devil\u2019s sake! \u201cYou can\u2019t beat me, precious! Hell will be coming to me, not I to it!\u201d He shouted, slamming her against the bottom of the skylight over the library.<\/p>\n

Finding her feet a little too fast, Cordelia stumbled against the glass behind her and looked down. Giles, Willow, and Ms Calendar where fighting some big slimy thing. Giving a quick glance over, she notices a broken table with a huge spike pointing up.<\/p>\n

The Master, grinned, seeing her almost falter in her step and lashed out again with his claws across her middle. It was sweet music to his ears, as the Slayer gave an involuntary cry of pain.<\/p>\n

\u201cTwo Slayers in one night. I love this town.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Hallway<\/b><\/p>\n

Buffy came to a stop outside of the door marked \u201cRoof Access\u201d. She had never been up this way before, and noticed that the lock had been broken. The Master had definitely gone up there.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou wait here,\u201d she told the guys, as she pushed open the door. \u201cKeep the rest of the vampires off me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight,\u201d Xander nodded, assuming position to guard the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel,\u201d Buffy said, the vampire turning to her. \u201cBetter put on your game face.\u201d<\/p>\n

In full vamp face, Angel nodded to her. \u201cI\u2019m ready.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOne way or another, this won\u2019t take long.\u201d With that, she hurried up the stairs.<\/p>\n

Angel took in a breath of unnecessary air in preparation of the coming onslaught. As he did, he caught the pleasant scent of lavender.\u00a0That\u2019s weird<\/i>. The only other being besides the Master who should have gone up there was Buffy, and she smelled of vanilla.<\/p>\n

Before he could think on, a waive of vampires came at him and Xander.<\/p>\n

Back on the Roof<\/b><\/p>\n

\u201cTwo slayers in one night. I love this town.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia glared at him, as she clutched her side, blood spilling over her fingers. Now she was pissed. This sweater was beyond repair!<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry to say, Cordelia. I think you\u2019ll go down in history as the Slayer who lived the shortest after she was called- I\u2019ll make sure and call\u00a0Guinness<\/i>\u00a0for you.\u201d Laughing in triumph, the Master grabbed her injured arm, preparing to strike.<\/p>\n

Before he could move, Cordelia countered his grab, twisting his arm till in snapped. Grinning as the Master screamed, she reached out with her injured right arm, clutching his neck. Cocking her head to the side in coy amusement, she lifted him off the ground. \u201cMy first kill is going to be a Master vampire. Thanks for the idea about calling\u00a0Guinness<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lifting him a few more inches, she flipped him bodily over her head, right through the glass of the skylight.<\/p>\n

As the Master fell to his death, the last thought he had before he was impaled by the broken table below, was of Cordelia. Such a Slayer was bound to do great things. After all, she had killed him and he was her first kill. Feeling the wood penetrate through his chest, he looked up into Cordelia\u2019s eyes. He was sorry he was not going to see her reach her full potential. It would have been worth it.<\/p>\n

Cordelia watched as he began to disintegrate. The demon that was attacking Giles and the others, all of a sudden was sucked back into the void from where it had originated.<\/p>\n

Hearing the sound of footsteps pounding up the access stairway, Cordelia staggered to the edge of the roof in alarm. The Master had gotten in some good blows against her, and she was not ready to fight again so soon. The wound on her side was throbbing. Just as the access door swung open, Cordelia vaulted over the side of the roof, dropping to the sodden grass below with a painful grunt.<\/p>\n

Feeling pumped up with adrenaline, Buffy stormed onto the roof and looked around in surprise to see the Master was not there. From the broken wood and glass, there appeared to have been a battle. Inching forward, she noticed some blood against one of the funnels on the roof. Touching it, she felt it was warm. Definitely not vampire blood.<\/p>\n

Coming toward the broken skylight, glass crunching against her white heels, Buffy peered down- there he was, in the last stages of turning to dust.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel! Xander!\u201d She shouted.<\/p>\n

Moments later, the guys appeared on the roof, coming to her aid. Xander surveyed the damage, with an impressed eye. \u201cYowza! Way to go, Buffy!\u201d His grin falter, as he caught her concerned gaze.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel,\u201d she quietly asked, coming over to him. \u201cWhat do you sense here? Anything off?<\/p>\n

She was up here too short a time to do all this. Confused Angel, honed in on his senses. Closing his eyes, he shifted to his vampire visage. He could smell and hear better when he was in demon mode. Taking a waft of air, he caught the scent of lavender again. \u201cIs there blood?\u201d Not really questioning Buffy, he picked up the scent anyway.<\/p>\n

Going over to the funnel that held the most amount of it, Angel hesitantly touched it. It was warm, definitely human. Bringing his fingertips up, Angel took in a long inhale of the blood. He could feel his fangs tingle at the scent, his mouth becoming wet in eagerness to taste it. Giving into his urges, despite the gasps from the two humans behind him, Angel closed his eyes in ecstasy at the taste.<\/p>\n

What he tasted was heaven. Feeling that coppery blood on his tongue was like coming home, an aphrodisiac- \u201cOh, my God<\/i>.\u201d Angel hissed in realization.<\/p>\n

Xander was clearly grossed out, as was Buffy. \u201cWhat? Did it just dawn on you how disgusting that was, Dead-Boy?<\/p>\n

Angel wasn\u2019t listening and he didn\u2019t care about the looks that they were giving him. \u201cWe\u2019ve gotta get downstairs.\u00a0Now<\/i>!\u201d Not minding the confused expressions, he charged down the stairway towards the library.<\/p>\n

The Library<\/b><\/p>\n

Giles and Willow were staring down at the remains of the Master, when Angel burst through the doors. Ms Calendar, had just finished moving some of the objects away from the door to see if the vampires had gone.<\/p>\n

Seeing his expression, \u201cAngel,\u201d he asked, \u201cThe vampires?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re gone,\u201d Angel assured him. \u201cThe Master?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDead,\u201d Giles confirmed, smiling. \u201cAnd the Hellmouth has closed.\u201d Buffy and Xander had just come through the door. \u201cBuffy?\u201d<\/p>\n

Her green eyes were on the skeletal remains of the Master. An odd expression on her face. \u201cHey, Giles.\u201d<\/p>\n

Something was going on. Buffy seemed surprised to see the Master this way, which was odd since she had killed it. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel stepped forward, \u201cGiles, we may have a problem.\u201d Shaking his head in wonder, he countered his own statement. \u201cOr it may not be a problem.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is it?\u201d Ms Calendar asked, coming stand with Giles.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe problem is, I didn\u2019t kill the Master,\u201d Buffy admitted, bringing her gazed to Giles. \u201cSomeone else got on that roof before I did and-\u201d she gestured to the remains, \u201cdid this.\u00a0Not<\/i>\u00a0me.\u201d<\/p>\n

Giles shook his head in confusion. Who else besides the Slayer would have enough power to defeat the Master? No demon, of evil origins, would ever assist in his demise. \u201cI don\u2019t understand. How can that be?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel spoke up, a grim expression on his face. \u201cThere was blood up there, Giles. Human, but\u00a0potent<\/i>\u00a0blood. It was the scent that drove me- I\u2019ve never tasted anything like it. Like an aphrodisiac to vampires.\u201d Buffy\u2019s eyes widened as she caught the brief flash of pleasure on his face. \u201cBut I\u2019ve heard stories of a\u00a0certain<\/i>\u00a0kind of blood tasting that way, having never tried it myself. Giles, I think it was slayer blood.\u201d<\/p>\n

Everyone in the room was in a state of shock. What Angel was insinuating was impossible. \u201cIt wasn\u2019t your blood, Buffy?\u201d Ms Calendar asked, breaking the silence.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d she said, shaking her head. \u201cI told you someone got there before I did.\u201d<\/p>\n

This was going against everything in the history of the Watcher\u2019s Council. Angel was implying there was another slayer, which was impossible. Ever since the age of the first slayer called, there had only been one per generation.\u00a0One dies, another is chos<\/i>– Giles took off his glasses, his eyes wide. \u201cBuffy? Did something happen to you tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBuffy drowned, we brought her back,\u201d Xander piped in, resting a comforting hand on Buffy\u2019s shoulder. He was still shaken up at the fact that he had almost lost his friend. He had lost Jesse to vampires, and that was all the friends he wanted to lose.<\/p>\n

Angel met Giles’ startled gaze, realization dawning. Buffy had died. The Slayer had died, and another had been Chosen. \u201cOh, my God. There really\u00a0is<\/i>\u00a0another slayer.\u201d Giles rubbed his hands against his temples. This was too much. Unprecedented.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat,\u201d Willow asked, \u201cGiles, I thought only one could be called. A Chosen\u00a0One<\/i>.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, Willow, but when one dies another is Chosen. And you did die didn\u2019t you, Buffy?\u201d Giles finally came forward, wrapping an arm around his Slayer. He saw how hard she was fighting against her tears. Not able to find her voice, Buffy only nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, Rupert,\u201d Ms Calendar said, coming closer within the group surrounding Buffy. \u201cWe\u2019ve got to find her. Whoever she is. Angel,\u201d looking over at the vampire, \u201cDid you get anything else up there? Something so we can find her?\u201d<\/p>\n

Before Angel could answer, Giles interrupted. \u201cWe have to find her. There\u2019s a newborn slayer out there who just killed a Master vampire, with\u00a0no<\/i>\u00a0training. I\u2019m sure of it. Not only that- she had to have sensed something to know about the battle going on here. I\u2019ve never heard of a slayer who had the opening knowledge to go into the fight. And judging from how much time she had since activation, the Master was probably her first kill.\u201d<\/p>\n

Xander let out a whistle of amazement. \u201cSo we have an all-knowing, uber-slayer out there? Funky.\u201d<\/p>\n

Going back to Ms Calendar\u2019s questions, Angel interjected. \u201cIt was female blood, obviously a slayer.\u201d Trying to rake his brain, a frown settle on his handsome features. \u201cShe wears lavender perfume. I smelled it in the hallway outside the door to the roof, then again up there.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe jumped off the roof,\u201d Buffy stated, \u201cI noticed something out of the corner of my eye, right when I got up there.\u201d A soft look came over her face. \u201cShe probably heard me and jumped. Judging from the amount of blood, the Master got in a few good blows. She might have thought I was another demon, and didn\u2019t have enough strength yet to fight again.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel nodded in agreement. \u201cShe\u2019s smart. Don\u2019t get into another battle if you\u2019re sure you can\u2019t win it. Especially wounded.\u201d Giles was right, they had to find her. She was going off instincts now. \u201cShe may not even know what\u2019s happened to her,\u00a0who<\/i>\u00a0she is.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRarely,\u201d the Watcher began, \u201cIf there is a battle of such magnitude as this, the Slayer is somehow summoned by an inner voice to fight. She was answering, and didn\u2019t know what she was in for.\u201d Giving a grim, but respectful smile, he continued. \u201cBut she came out triumphant.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo,\u201d Xander piped in again. \u201cWe have to find a bleeding slayer, who smells like lavender- you up for hunting, Dead-boy?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel sneered at Xander. He was getting on his last nerve!<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia!\u201d Willow shouted, sounding excited. \u201cCordelia<\/i>\u00a0wears lavender.\u201d<\/p>\n

Ms Calendar shook her head in denial. \u201cWillow, Cordelia didn\u2019t make it past her car outside. She was attacked by vampires.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe didn\u2019t\u00a0see<\/i>\u00a0her get attacked.\u201d Willow countered, trying to remember if they had heard Cordelia cry out in pain. \u201cWe just assumed cause she didn\u2019t make it in.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhoa, there best friend of friends,\u201d Xander was trying so hard not to laugh. \u201cThat is too Outer Limits, in fact- it\u2019s crazy talk!\u00a0Cordelia<\/i>\u00a0the Vampire Slayer?! No way, no day.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho else do you know that wears lavender perfume? Remember how we overheard her, freshman year talking about how she likes to were floral perfumes that match the color clothes she was wearing?\u201d Willow had a roller-dex filing for a memory. \u201cShe was wearing red that day, and wore rose perfume. You, me and Jesse were mocking her for days!\u201d<\/p>\n

The rest of the gang, except for Giles and Angel were shaking there heads at the notion. Buffy was really in denial. \u201cI have to side with Xander on this one, Will. No way is Cordelia a slayer.\u201d That would almost be the last straw for Buffy.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe was wearing\u00a0lavender<\/i>\u00a0pants today, Buffy,\u201d The redhead confirmed quietly, meeting her best friend\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cGive me a minute.\u201d\u00a0There was only one way to resolve this<\/i>, Angel thought, as he stormed out of the room to Cordelia\u2019s car. The others followed him in curiosity.<\/p>\n

Angel opened the passenger door, and that faint scent greeted him again. It wouldn\u2019t be enough to prove to the others though. Rummaging around, Angel found what he was looking for- Cordelia\u2019s purse. A lavender color that must have matched pants. Reaching inside, he fumbled around until he found what he was looking for- a vial of perfume.<\/p>\n

Buffy felt her breath catch in her throat as she saw what he was holding. Angel took the cap off, inhaling the fragrance, and nodded his head. \u201cIt\u2019s the same as on the roof.\u201d<\/p>\n

Ms Calendar brought her hand to her mouth, tears welling in her eyes. \u201cDear God, we have to find her! Who knows how badly she\u2019s wounded.\u201d<\/p>\n

Willow clenched her jaw in fear and frustration. They had just assumed she was dead, not realizing a higher power had called her to face something obscene- something she had no training for. Cordelia Chase had saved the world. It was a scary thing.<\/p>\n

Giles took a staggering step towards his office. \u201cRupert?\u201d Ms Calendar asked, \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m going to call the Council. Tell them another slayer has been activated in Sunnydale,\u201d he stopped at his door, turning to Buffy. \u201cThe Powers must have felt the need to activate another close to the Hellmouth, since it was about to open. Because usually, our potentials are tracked and trained in preparation of their calling. Cordelia was not on that list, just like you weren’t Buffy. She was specifically chosen.\u201d<\/p>\n

Buffy could feel her lip trembling. She remembered what if was like to be told she was the Slayer, not knowing what that meant. But she had been told by her Watcher, Merrick. Cordelia had no idea. As if reading her thoughts, Giles nodded. \u201cWe have to find her and fast.\u201d<\/p>\n

Sunnydale Airport
\n8:45am<\/b><\/p>\n

\u201cHello, miss. How can I help you?\u201d<\/p>\n

A beautiful, but bruised young woman had just come up ticket window. The ticket clerk, Sybil Warner, didn\u2019t know if she should call someone. The girl was badly bruised, but cleaned up. Reading her expression, the brunette assured her. \u201cDon\u2019t worry about the black and blue. I\u2019m in cheerleading, and got a kick to my check by a powerful leg during the pyramid.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh,\u201d Sybil sighed in relief. \u201cI\u2019m sorry to stare, I was just concerned.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNow,\u201d the ticket clerk asked, a little more refreshed. \u201cHow can I help you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOne ticket to Sendai, Japan. One way.\u201d She stated, and handed the clerk her cash once it was totaled out.<\/p>\n

\u201cThank you very much, Miss-?\u201d The brunette had paid with cash, not credit cards like most travelers did, so she didn\u2019t have a name.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s Chase-\u201d Suddenly she stopped herself, she didn\u2019t want to give her real name. \u201cChase Yoshino.\u201d Using the last name of her great-grandfather, Miss \u2018Yoshino\u2019 took her ticket and bid the sales clerk goodbye.<\/p>\n

That was funny. She didn\u2019t look Japanese. Seeing the woman go through the gateway entrance, Sybil gave a shake of her blond head, and went back to work.<\/p>\n

As her plane lifted off, Cordelia Chase placed what had happened behind her. No one in Japan would figure out what had happened and no one in Sunnydale knew of her Japanese heritage. She would be safe. Seeing that she was all alone in first class, she turned her head to the window, looking at the sky filled with light. Her defenses down, she finally let the sobs overtake her.<\/p>\n

She was no longer Cordelia Chase. She was a Slayer. She\u00a0knew<\/i>\u00a0who she was.<\/p>\n

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