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SuperSlayerVille: Season Two 8/11 
16th-Feb-2010 09:28 pm
SuperSlayerVille Season One
Title: SuperSlayerVille: Season Two
Sequel to: SuperSlayerVille: InterSeason
Pairings: Chloe/Angel(us), some Dean/Cordelia, slight Buffy/Giles, Chloe/Spike, Chloe/Sam
Fandoms: Smallville/Buffy/Supernatural
Overall Rating: M
Disclaimer: I don't own the series mentioned
Summary: Chloe is back in Sunnydale, and so are the baddies...especially the remaining members of Angelus' family, Dru and Spike...with whom Chloe has a connection she doesn't even know of. Living on a Hellmouth isn't easy.
Written for my Paranormal25 150: Prompt Table. #146: Hellmouth.

In Gabe Sullivan's kitchen, a now conscious Kendra sat down on the chair, nursing an icepack to her throbbing head, while Giles paced and Buffy just leaned on a chair with her left hand and had her right hand on her hip, looking at the newcomer with relative mistrust. Sam had been with them at school but had gone home to sleep a little while before Chloe had called so he wasn't there for this meeting.

Gabe, still holding his bat just in case, and Chloe, now bathed and changed clothes, stood on the sidelines, exchanging looks.

"And your Watcher is, i-is Sam Zabuto, you say?" Giles finally asked.

"Yes, sir." Kendra nodded, then winced at the pain that made her feel.

"We've never met, but he, he's, he's very well-respected." Giles sighed, sitting down as well.

"What, so he's a real guy?" Buffy made a face. "As in non-fictional?"

He ignored her, turning to Kendra. "And you are called...?"

"I am de Vampire Slayer." Kendra replied proudly.

Buffy sneered at her. "We got that part, hon. He means your name."

"Oh." Kendra blinked. "Dey call me Kendra. I have no last name, sir."

Buffy snorted, looking quite haughty. "Can you say 'stuck in the 80's'?"

"Buffy, please." Giles finally looked up at her. "There's obviously some, some misunderstanding here."

"There are many tings I do not understand," Kendra frowned. "Like how you can believe she is da Slayer if dere is only one and I am she," she turned to look at Chloe distrustfully. "And who is she? How does she know about de Slayer? She is friends with vampires. I thought she was one which was why I---."

Chloe flinched.

"Back off, pink ranger." Buffy's eyes narrowed. "Chloe is my friend. And I know all about the vampire so you just stop crying wolf and trying to take the spotlight off of you. I don't trust you or your claims to be 'De Vampire Slayer' when, as you said, there is only one, and I am she."

Kendra ignored Buffy's claims, frowning. "Friend?"

"Yeah." Buffy nodded. "As in person you hang out with? Amigo?"

Kendra frowned deeper. "I do not understand."

Buffy turned to Giles, exasperated. "You try. I'm tapped." She sat down.

Giles cleared his throat. "Uh, uh, Kendra, uh, there are a few people, uh, civilians if you like, who, who know Buffy's identity. Chloe here is one of them, and they also, um, spend time together, socially."

Kendra looked shocked. "And you allow dis, sir?"

"Well, uh..." Giles looked like he'd been backed into a corner.

"But de Slayer must work in secret for security."

"Of course, but, uh, with Buffy however, it's, um, some flexibility is required." The Watcher admitted.

Buffy gave Giles a look.

"Why?" Kendra looked completely confused.

"Okay, enough." Chloe stepped forwards, annoyed. "I'm sure that this conversation might be fascinating at some other time, but I think the most important question right now is how there can be two Slayers here in Sunnydale."

"I thought it was impossible for there to be two Slayers." Gabe backed up his daughter, still holding his bat tightly. "So how can she be here?"

"To my knowledge," Giles ran a hand over his head. "The new Slayer is only called after the previous Slayer has died. Uh..." His eyes suddenly widened in realization. "Oh, good Lord! You were dead, Buffy."

Chloe remembered. "The Master."

Buffy flinched. "I was only gone for a minute."

"Clearly it doesn't matter how long you were gone." Giles sighed. "You were physically dead...thus causing the activation of the, the next Slayer." He motioned to Kendra.

"She died?" Kendra blinked.

"Just a little." Buffy argued.

"She drowned, but she was revived."

"So there really are two of them." Gabe finally put down his bat, resting it against the wall.

"It would seem so." Giles nodded. "This is completely unprecedented! I'm quite flummoxed."

"What's the flum?" Buffy glared at him. "It's a mistake. She's not supposed to be here. She goes home!" She turned to Kendra. "Look, no offense, I really don't mean this personally, but I'm not dead, and frankly, having you around creeps me out just a little bit."

"I cannot just leave." Kendra argued, standing up. "I was sent here for a reason. Mr. Zabuto said all de signs indicate dat a very dark power is about to rise in Sunnydale."

"And what's your great plan for finding this dark power?" Buffy stood up as well. "You just gonna attack people randomly till you find a bad one?!"

"Of course not." The pretty, dark-skinned Slayer looked insulted.

Buffy motioned to Chloe as an example.

Kendra made a face. "I tought she was a vampire."

Chloe flinched again.

Buffy didn't notice, sneering at Kendra. "Oh, a swing and a miss for the rookie."

"I had good reason to tink you were." Kendra's gaze narrowed on Chloe. "Dere were two vampires in your yard, an' you were consortin' wid one!"

"Okay, one I can get." Buffy turned to Chloe. "And that would be Angel. But who was the other one?"

"Spike." Chloe replied, curious as to the reference to two vampires.

Giles blinked. "Spike?"

"What was Spike doing here?" Buffy gasped.

"Who's Spike?" Gabe wanted to know, confused.

"He's Angel's rival." Chloe responded, leaning against the wall. "I don't know what he was doing here, but I made him tell me about Angelus."

Kendra pulled back at the name.

Buffy frowned. "Why would you----why wouldn't he hurt you?"

Chloe looked at her. "Because he won't want Angel going Angelus on him. He wants to annoy Angel, kill him sometimes, but he doesn't want Angel in the mind-frame to kill him."

Buffy was still for a moment before nodding. "That makes sense. So he's using you to annoy Angel, and you're using him to know more about Angel's darkside." She paused before grinning. "That's cunning. We could use that in the future."

Chloe smiled, relieved that Buffy was taking this so well.

"You two mean Angelus?" Kendra looked shocked. "I've read about him. He is a monster."

Gabe blinked.

"No, no, no, he's, he's good now." Giles shook his head.

"Really." Buffy nodded.

"He had a gypsy curse." Chloe supplied.

"He has a what?"

"Y'know what?" Buffy stepped in. "Just trust me on this one, okay? He's on the home team now." She looked at Chloe and grinned. "And he won't ever do anything to change that and lose what's most important to him."

Chloe smiled back at her, unable to express in words how much Buffy's faith in her meant.

But would that change when Jenny told them what she'd found out?

"I cannot believe you." Kendra whispered in shock. "He looked to me just like anodder animal when I..."

"When you what?" Chloe's eyes narrowed as she pushed away from the wall and confronted the dark-skinned beauty. "What did you do to him?"


"What did you DO?!?"


Cordelia groaned, feeling something crawl across her cheek. She reached up, still half asleep, and brushed the thing away and off of her, freezing when she felt the wiggling thing... opening her eyes, Cordelia saw the mealworm wriggling on the floor and sat up, screaming.

"Cordy!?" Dean called from upstairs.

But she didn't answer, eyes wide as she saw the man standing in front of her, a mealworm crawling out from his ear.

Dean could be heard hurrying down the stairs. "CORDY!"

"Buffy Summers?" The man spoke, a worm peeking out through his mouth.

"No, you freak!" Cordelia reached for the lamp next to the sofa and swung it at him, causing him to stumble backwards, giving her time to get up and begin to scramble away as he transformed into a mass of mealworms.

She reached the bottom of the stairs the time Dean did, and he didn't have time to ask her what was going on as a flood of mealworms came after them, blocking their exit.

He broke into a run, guiding Cordelia away with him, the millions of mealworms crawling quickly across the floor.

Dean and Cordelia ran into the kitchen for the back door, but the insect/man/thing was already there, reassembled and waiting for them.

Cordelia screamed and Dean grabbed her hand, pulling her back into the hall. They opened the door to the basement and hurried in, closing the door behind them...the mealworms trying to come under the door, but the humans stomped on them.

"Find something to cover the crack under the door!" Dean ordered as he grabbed a broom and swept the mealworms back under the door with it.

"Uhh..." Cordelia looked around desperately and found a roll of duct tape. "Here! I don't do worms."

Giving her an exasperated look, Dean grabbed the roll from her and shoved the broom into her hands. "Cover me."

She swept at the mealworms while he pulled a length of tape off of the roll and stuck it to the bottom of the door. "Ewwww! Eh! Eh!"

"Angel?!" Chloe reached the place in the park that Kendra had told them of, finding nothing.

The sun had already risen, bathing the place in light.

Kendra and Buffy arrived next to her, Buffy looking at Chloe in worry and Kendra looking around.

"No ashes." The new Slayer announced.

Once more Chloe pulled her cellular and tried calling Angel's number.

"What?" Buffy turned to her Caribbean counterpart.

"When a vampire combusts, he leaves ashes." Kendra replied.

"Yeah, I know the drill." Buffy glared at her.

Once more Angel wasn't answering.

"So, considering that the stakes aren't here and they don't combust with the sunlight," Kendra placed her hands on her hips. "It means that I did not kill him."

Chloe snapped her phone closed and turned to Kendra, eyes narrowed. "If something's happened to him, Slayer or not, I will kill you."

Kendra met her gaze straight on. "You could try."

Chloe made to go at her.

Buffy stood between them. "This is not the time girls."

"He is alright." Kendra snapped at Chloe before turning to Buffy. "We can return to your Watcher and get our orders."

Buffy snorted. "I don't take orders. I do things my way."

Kendra snorted. "No wonder you died.

A muscle jumped in Buffy's cheek. "Let's go. We won't do any good bickering amongst ourselves."


There was excitement in the warehouse, and Spike was curious as he returned right before sunset. He'd---he'd had the oddest yet interesting night. That girl of Angelus', she was the weirdest human he'd ever known...alive or undead. She knew what he was but she still presented herself as his equal, without fear, and with some mischievousness that was surprisingly refreshing. He was the Big Bad, he enjoyed terror, and yet this human's attitude left him...amused...and a little bit addicted.

All throughout their entertaining conversation his mouth had salivated at the thought of tasting her blood, feeling it pumping through her heart.

But he'd known what Dru had told him bout her.

If someone stole her blood without her consent that person would die.

And he doubted that she'd give him consent to him being in her again...either way.

"Dru." He was surprised to find her awake. "What's all the noise?"

"I finished the translation of the manuscript." Dalton smiled.

Spike smirked. "Great! What do we need?"

Dru smirked, motioning to the darkest corner.

Spike gave her a curious look before turning towards the corner, eyes widening when he saw Angel, injured and chained up. "Angelus?"

Dru giggled. "The stars tell me that all we need is the full moon tonight, and he will die, and I will be princess again."

Spike met Angelus' brown gaze.

Angelus needed to die for Dru to be strong again?

He smirked brightly. "This day keeps getting better and better!"


In the high school later that day, Giles, Kendra, Chloe and Buffy came down the outside stairs and headed into the halls.

"Kendra, I've, uh, conferred with your Watcher, Mr. Zabuto, and we've both agreed that until this matter with Spike and Drusilla has been resolved you and Buffy should work together."

"Oh, that'll be a treat." Buffy murmured to Chloe.

"So, you believe dat Spike is attempting to revive dis Drusilla to health?" Kendra ignored Buffy, concentrating on Giles.

"Yes, well, I-I-I-I think that's the, uh, dark power that your Watcher referred to." Giles nodded. "You see, uh, Drusilla's not only evil, she's, uh, well, she's also quite mad, and if she's restored to health then, well, there's no way of telling what she might do."

"Den we will stop Spike." Kendra announced.

"Ooo, good plan, let's go, charge!" Buffy mocked.

"Buffy..." Giles warned.

She glared at him. "It's a little more complicated than that, John Wayne."

"Yes, I'm afraid it is." Giles had to agree, turning to Kendra. "You see, apparently Spike has also called out the Order of Taraka to keep Buffy out of the way."

"The Order of Taraka?" Chloe frowned, not having heard of this before.

"De assassins?" Kendra kept ignoring everyone but Giles. "I read of dem in de writing of Dramius."

"Oh, really?" Giles asked, surprised. "W-w-which volume?"

"I believe it was six, sir." She responded as they exited the hall and began to walk along the colonnade.

"Um, how do you know all of this?" Buffy broke into their conversation.

"From me studies." Kendra replied, as if this should be obvious.

Buffy snorted. "So, obviously you have a lot of free time."

"I study because it is required." Kendra announced, earning a large smile from Giles. "The Slayer handbook insists on it."

"There's a Slayer handbook?" Chloe asked in surprise.

"Wait. Handbooks? What handbook?" She turned to Giles. "How come I don't have a handbook?"

"After meeting you, Buffy, I realized that, uh, the handbook would be of no use in your case." Giles admitted with a sigh.

'Well, what do you mean it would be of no use in my case?" Buffy wanted to know, defensive. "Wha-what's wrong with my case?"

Giles opened his mouth, closed it, and then turned to Kendra almost desperately. "Uh, Kendra, um, perhaps you'd like to show me the, the part in, uh, Dramius Six where it refers to the Order of Taraka. Really, I seem to have never been able to get through that book. It was a bit stodgy."

She smiled for the first time ever. "It was difficult. All dose footnotes."

Giles and Kendra laughed out loud.

Buffy growled.

Hearing the sound, Kendra raised an eyebrow.

Giles turned to Buffy. "Oh, well, B-Buffy, Principal Snyder was snooping round after you."

Her eyes went wide. "Eeee. Career fair."

"Best make an appearance, I think." He nodded.

"Right." Buffy agreed.

"She's a student here?" Kendra asked in surprise.

"Yes." Giles nodded.

"Riiight, of course." Kendra smirked. "And I imagine she's a cheerleader as well."

Buffy glared at her.

"Oh, no, well, actually she had to give up her cheerleading." Giles announced, not noticing the undercurrent of tension between the Slayers. "Uh, it was quite an amusing story, actually. Uh, let's go and find the book, shall we?"

Kendra smiled at him as the two headed off to the library, leaving Chloe and Buffy behind.

"I hate her. I hope she's evil." Buffy decided as the two of them disappeared.

"Me too." Chloe agreed. "If she killed Angel..."

"I'll help you hide the body." Buffy growled before sighing, shoulders sagging. "I'll bet Giles wishes I was more of a book geek."

"Giles is enough of a book geek for the both of you." Chloe disagreed.

"Yeah, but did you see how the were vibing?" Buffy turned to her, a little worried. "Volume six, ha ha ha!"

"Buffy, no one could replace you in Giles' heart." Chloe placed a hand on Buffy's shoulder. "You will always be his favorite."

"I wonder." Buffy whispered.

"Of course you will." Chloe gave her shoulder a little squeeze. "You're his Slayer. The real Slayer."

Buffy sighed before turning to Chloe. "Did you and Ms. Calendar have a good talk?"

Chloe sighed and looked away. "Yeah."

Buffy hesitated a second. "Can you and me have a good talk? When this is all over?"

The blonde turned to the Slayer and then nodded.

Buffy smiled brightly and hugged Chloe tightly. "Good."

Surprised, Chloe hesitated a second before hugging her back, tightly.


In Buffy's basement, Cordelia paced.

"Could you sit down, or change your pattern or something?" Dean asked from where he was sitting on the ground. "You're making me queasy."

She leaned against the washer. "Because you're just sitting there. You should be thinking up a plan."

"I have a plan." He replied. "We wait it out. I'm not jeopardizing you."

She froze for a second, looking at him in surprise, before looking away, fighting the blush crawling up her neck. "This is stupid." She pushed away from the washer and made her way towards the stairs.

In a second Dean was on his feet and in front of her. "What're you doing?"

She stopped and turned to face him. "Going to see if it's gone."

"That's brilliant!" He snapped. "What if it isn't?"

"We can't rot here." Cordelia replied, storming up the stairs, Dean hot on her heels. They stopped at the top, crouching down and giving each other anxious looks as Dean grabbed one end of the tape and pulled it off.

There weren't any worms on the other side.

Dean moved the broom aside and opened the door slowly, both teenagers looking out into the hall for any sign of the mealworms.

"He's gone." Cordelia announced before making a dash for the front door, Dean behind her.

When she came through the dining door mealworms began falling onto her from the ceiling, causing her to scream as they fell en masse.

Dean grabbed her hand and hurried her outside, letting go of her hand and racing for the hose.

"GET THEM OFF OF ME!" Cordelia screamed. "Oh, my God! GET THEM OFF!"

Dean grabbed the hose and started spraying the mealworms off of her as she continued screaming and turned her back to him, and then her front. He continuing spraying as she tried to brush them off, turning around again to let him spray her all over as she reached down the back of her dress to get some mealworms out.

"Okay, okay, let's get outta here!" She exclaimed once she felt worm-free.

He kept spraying her in spite of her protests.

"DEAN! Let's go!" She ordered, running for her car.

Dean followed her with the hose for another instant, and then dropped it as he followed her, jumping into her car right as she floored it, burning rubber into the street as they sped away to safety.


It had been a first period, not only had Buffy gotten attacked by another member of the Order of Taraka (who'd been masquerading as her police enforcement trainer) but the woman had escaped, and could be out there anywhere planning another attack.

"She was definitely a member of the Taraka gang, Giles." Buffy announced Chloe wrapped her knee. "And way gun happy."

The door opened as Sam, Dean and Cordelia walked in.

Kendra tried to head them off.

"Down, girl!" Buffy snapped.

Kendra stopped in her tracks.

"You're never going to believe what happened to these two when they went to get some of Buffy's things." Sam announced, obviously having been picked up from his home by the other two. He paused when he saw Chloe bandaging Buffy's injured knee. "Then again, maybe you can."

"We had a, a rather violent visit from the Order of Taraka." Giles sighed.

"You wanna talk Order of Taraka?" Dean exclaimed. "We me the king freak of the Order!"

"I had to burn my favorite suit!" Cordelia bemoaned. "And it was the first time I'd worn it at that!"

Sam frowned, suddenly noticing Kendra. "Uhm. Hello." He turned to Giles. "Who's she?"

Kendra looked at the floor, blushing.

"Oh, forgive me." Giles sighed. "Dean, Cordelia, Sam, this is Kendra. Uh, it's rather complicated, but she's also a Slayer."

Cordelia walked right passed her, heading for the table. "Nice to meet you."

Dean watched her in concern before turning to look at Kendra. "A Slayer, huh?" He snorted and turned to Buffy. "I knew this 'I'm the only one, I'm the only one' thing was just an attention-getter."

Buffy hopped off of the counter. "Just say hello, Dean."

Dean shrugged and went to stand next to Cordelia and pretend that he wasn't worried about her.

Sam gave Kendra a friendly smile. "You being a Slayer is kinda confusing, but welcome anyway."

"Uh...I tank you..." Kendra kept her gaze on the ground, nevous. "I mean, sir, um...I will be of service."

Buffy and Chloe exchanged looks.

Dean sniggered, earning him a slap from Cordelia.

Sam blinked. "Uhm, well, it's good to be a giver." He turned and went to the table.

"Dean, um, this uh, assassin you and Cordelia encountered," Giles got back to topic. "What did he look like?"

Cordelia found a mealworm in her hair and freaked out, screaming as she dropped it onto a book on the table and got up. "That's it! I'm taking another shower!" She ran from the library, destination (most probably) the gym showers.

Dean watched her go before sighing and pointing to the mealworm. "Like that."

Buffy frowned. "What's it with you and bug people, Dean?"

"This dude was completely different than praying mantis chick." Dean defended. "He was a man of bugs, not a man who was a bug."

Sam slammed the biology book shut on the mealworm to kill it, and sat down.

"The important thing is that everybody's alright." Giles decided. "Still, it's quite apparent that we're under serious attack."

"These Taraka are definitely serious." Buffy agreed, motioning to her bandaged knee.

"And I fear the worst is still to come." Giles sat down. "I've, I-I've discovered the remaining keys to Drusilla's cure. The, uh, the ritual requires the presence of her sire, and it must take place in a church on the night of the new moon."

Chloe looked up, stomach going queasy.

"The new moon." Sam frowned. "But that's tonight."

"Exactly." Giles nodded. "And I'm sure the assassin were here to kill Buffy before she could put a stop to things."

"They need Drusilla's sire." Chloe whispered.

Giles looked up. "Yes."

"Chloe?" Buffy turned to her friend, worried. "What is it?"

"Angel." Chloe turned to her. "He's Drusilla's sire."

"Man, that guy got major neck in his day." Dean murmured.

Chloe ignored him, stepping towards Giles. "Will this ritual kill him?"

Giles closed his eyes for a second before nodding. "Yes, I'm afraid it will."

"We need to find this church." Chloe whispered, heart beating a million beats per second, terror killing her. "We need to find where this ritual is gonna take place!"

"Agreed, and we must work quickly." Giles nodded, checking his watch. "We have five hours before sundown."

Sam opened his laptop. "Don't worry Chlo, we'll save Angel."

"Angel?" Kendra looked at them as if she couldn't believe it. "But our priority is to stop Drusilla!"

Chloe made to get up, but Buffy's hand over her shoulder kept her seated.

"Angel's our friend." Dean glared at Kendra.

"Look," Buffy turned to her fellow Slayer. "You've got your priorities, and we're got ours. Right now, they mesh. So, are you gonna help us or are you gonna get out of our way?"

Kendra looked her up and down as she considered. "I'm wit you."

"Good." Buffy nodded.

"I've had it." Chloe growled from where she sat. "Spike could do all he wanted to me, that was fine, but nobody messes with my boyfriend!"

Buffy looked at Chloe, wondering what exactly Spike had done to her.

Kendra just continued to look at them as if they were insane.


These people were insane.

That was the only conclusion Kendra could draw from this whole situation.

Mr. Giles came out of the stacks and headed towards the stairs with a large volume full of pictures. He went to where Sam was websurfing on his laptop and looked down at the screen as he sat next to him. "There are forty-three churches in Sunnydale?" He pulled out a roll of mints. "That seems a little excessive." He tore off some wrapping.

"It's the extra evil vibe from the Hellmouth." Sam announced, not looking up from the screen. "Makes people pray harder."

"Well, check and see if any of them are closed, or abandoned." Mr. Giles offered him a breath mint before getting back up and continuing over to where Dean and Cordelia were at the table.

"We've got monsters, we got demons, but no bug dude or police lady." Dean sighed, looking up from the book he'd been going through.

Mr. Giles set the volume down in front of them and opened it. "Well, you should have better luck with this one. There's a whole section devoted to the Order of Taraka."

Kendra looked at the from where she was sitting and Buffy was sharpening a knife. "And dose two, dey also know you are de Slayer."

"Yep." Buffy nodded.

She frowned at her. "Did anyone explain to you what 'secret identity' means?" She went to the desk.

"Nope, must be in the handbook. Right after the chapter on personality removal." She looked up when Kendra picked up the crossbow. "Be careful with that thing!"

"Please." Kendra snorted, ignoring Buffy's comment on personality. "I'm an expert in all weapons."

The bolt flew off of the crossbow and broke a lamp, startling everyone, and embarrassing Kendra.

"Is everything alright?" Mr. Giles asked.

"Yeah, it's okay." Buffy sighed. "Kendra killed the bad lamp."

"Sorry! Dis, uh, trigger mechanism is different." She set down the bow, face red. "Perhaps when dis is over you can, uh, show me how it works."

"When this is over I'm thinking pineapple pizza and teen video fest. Possibly something from the Ringwald oeuvre."

Kendra was a little confused as to the reference and just looked around, eyes narrowing as they landed on Chloe, who was sitting in the corner, Indian style, eyes closed. "What is she doing?"

"She's trying to connect with the Hellmouth vibes and see if she can feel where the abnormal amount of energy is congregated and thus have an idea where the ceremony is going to be held." Buffy announced as if this should be obvious. "She did it before when we were in the Master's Lair, and it helped us find where the Hellmouth was going to open and stop the Master once and for all."

"She...can connect...with the Hellmouth?" Kendra frowned, unable to understand this. "I have never heard of anything like dis in de past. How is it possible?"

"We don't know. She just does."

Kendra gave the blonde meditating a wary look.

"Oh, here we go!" Dean exclaimed. "Found the bug man."

Mr. Giles and Sam looked up.

"Okay, okay." Dean held up the book. "It says that he can only be killed when he's in his disassembled state." He turned to Cordelia teasingly. "Disassembled. That mans when he's broken down into his little buggy parts."

She smirked. "I know what it means, dorkhead."

He took mock offense. "Dorkhead! You slash me with your words!"

Mr. Giles sighed, and Sam rolled his eyes at them.

Kendra looked away, now handling a stake. "Your life is very different dan mine."

"You mean the part where I occasionally have one?" Buffy carved at a stake. "Yeah, I guess it is."

"De tings you do and have, I was taught, distract from my calling." Kendra admitted. "Friends, school...even family."

Buffy paused. "Even family?"

"My parents, dey sent me to my Watcher when I was very young."

"How young?" Buffy frowned.

"I don't remember dem, actually." Kendra admitted softly. "I've seen pictures, but, uh, dat's how seriously de calling is taken by my people. My modder and fadder gave me to my Watcher because dey believed dat dey were doing de right ting for me, and for de world." She put down the stake and got a sympathetic look from Buffy. "Please, I don't feel sorry for meself. Why should you?"

"I don't know, I... I guess it just sounds very lonely."

"Emotions are weakness, Buffy. You shouldn't entertain dem."

Buffy raised an eyebrow. "Kendra, my emotions give me power. They're total assets!"

Kendra picked up her knife. "Maybe. For you. But I prefer to keep an even mind." She wiped the blade.

"Excuse me, ladies."

They both looked up as Sam walked towards them.

Kendra looked down at the floor while he grabbed a book from the desk.

Sam noticed her knife. "Nice knife." He then turned and left, opening the book and becoming immersed in it.

Kendra sighed as she looked up and watched him go.

"I'm guessing dating isn't big with your Watcher either."

"I'm not permitted to speak with boys." Kendra confessed.

Buffy opened her mouth to comment on that when suddenly a scream erupted from the corner of the room, causing everyone to turn to look at Chloe.

She was lying on on the ground, back arched up from it, mouth opened, terrifying screams coming from within.

"Chloe?" Sam was suddenly by her side, on his knees, terror on his face as he tried to push her down, her back arching at a nearly inhuman degree. "Chloe! Calm down! Let go of the connection Chlo! Let go!"

Her eyes flew open, and they were jet black.

"What is going on?" Kendra asked, as the others hurried to where Sam was.

Dean bent towards Chloe.

"Don't touch her!" Sam snapped, causing his brother to stop in his tracks. "She's emitting pure Hellmouth energy. It's toxic to anything alive."

"Then why are you---?" Dean started.

"I'm used to being her conduit in Ms. Calendar's sessions." Sam grunted as he straddled Chloe's body, pressing his hands down on her shoulders to keep her grounded. "Think of it like snake venom, you get used to it in little quantities you can withstand the true bite when it happens." Still, he hissed slightly as if in pain. "Chloe, c'mon baby, let go of it. Have the strength to let go of it."

Kendra looked between them, frowning.


Wasn't this Chloe with a vampire?

"C'mon...we'll find him another way...we'll..." Sam suddenly grunted in pain, closing his eyes tightly, and when they opened, they were pitch black as well. "Fuck!"

"Sammy?" Dean whispered, worry deep in his voice.

"Church. Elms Street." Sam grunted. "Abandoned. A large cross....that's where they are."

Giles looked through the list of churches. "Elms Street...Our Holy Mother Of Miracles. We've got it."

"That's it Chlo..." Sam whispered, closing his eyes. "They got it. Now let it go. Come on....that's my girl....yesssss."

Buffy and Dean exchanged worried looks.

Sam kept his eyes closed, and slowly, slowly, Chloe's body went still underneath him, her eyes falling shut as well.

"Chloe?" Buffy whispered.

"She's sleeping." Sam's voice was hoarse, opening his now blue/green eyes as he collapsed next to Chloe, looking as if he'd been put through hell. "She connected with the Hellmouth directly. She---she shouldn't have----she could have died----should've died----damn Angel." Sam closed his eyes. "Can't...keep...need...sleep."

And with that he fell asleep next to Chloe on the ground.

Dean made a movement towards his brother.

"Stop." Giles grabbed his hand. "You heard Sam. You can't touch them. Not yet."

"But---!" Dean looked down at his brother, torn.

"The best thing we can do is do our job." Giles told him. "We need to stop Spike from killing Angel and reviving Drusilla. They did what they needed to do so we could do this."


"I'll stay here with them." Cordelia told him. "If anything goes south, I'll call an ambulance."

Dean looked at her, before nodding. "Okay."

She gave him a small, encouraging smile.

Dean turned to the others. "Let's do this."


Drusilla knelt between Angel's spread-apart legs, holding a little pitcher of holy water above him.

"Say 'Uncle'." She lowered the pitcher. "Oh, that's right, you killed my uncle." She was about to pour some onto his chest again when Spike came in.

"That's it, then." He announced. "Off to church."

Drusilla stood up, pouting. "It makes pretty colors."

"Pfft! I'll see him die soon enough." Spike announced. "I've never been much for the pre-show." He reached up to untie one of Angel's bond while Drusilla put away the holy water and got Miss Edith.

"Too bad." Angel groaned in pain. "That's what Drusilla likes best, as I recall.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Spike snarled as he stepped over to the other bond.

"Ask her." Angel goaded. "She knows what I mean."

Drusilla had come back to stand behind Spikes shoulder, and he turned his head to face her. "Well?"

She ignored him, instead speaking to Angel. "Shhhh! Grrrruff! Bad dog!"

"You shoulda let me talk to him, Dru." Angel sneered, trying to turn one against the other. "Sounds like your boy could use some pointers." He turned to Spike. "She likes to be teased."

Spike finished untying the other bond and threw it to the floor. "Keep your hole shut!"

"Take care of her, Spike." Angel taunted. "The way she touched me just now? I can tell when she's not satisfied."

Spike looked like he was about to explode, and then he stopped, sneering. "Really? I don't recall your delicious lil' bird voicing any complaints as I pounded her into the ground."

Angel's smirk began to fade from his face.

"If I recall correctly," Spike chuckled. "She was thoroughly satisfied. Multiple times."

"Shut up!" Angel snarled, vicious. "Don't you dare talk about her you filthy dog!"

"I'll talk about her as much as I like." Spike rejoined. "The moon is rising, you're time is up, old boy. And when you're dead and Drusilla's strong agin, I'm think we'll sire that little girl of yours. Dru's rather fond of her, actually. Always saying how she wants to know her more."

Angel's eyes went gold as he vamped out. "Neither of you are going to touch her!"

Drusilla giggled. "Oh, silly Angel, we already have."


In the nave of the church, Spike walked up the main aisle from the alter with a burning incense censer. "Eligor. I name thee. Bringer of war, poisoners, pariahs, grand obscenity." He turned back to the alter, where Angel and Drusilla were both strapped together to a chain that hung from the ceiling. Angel's right hand was tied to the chain above his head. "Eligor, wretched master of decay, bring your black medicine."

"Black medicine." Drusilla echoed weakly.

Spike set the censer down on the altar and picked up the Du Lac Cross with his gloved hand. "Come." He held the cross upside-down. "Restore your most impious, murderous child."

"Murderous child." Drusilla whispered.

He grabbed the downward-pointing tip of the cross with his other hand and yanked down, pulling out a dagger, before resting the rest of the cross back on the altar. "From the blood of the sire she is risen." He took Drusilla's left hand and raised it to Angel's. She clapsed it. "From the blood of the sire, she shall rise again."

With one swift stroke, Spiked stabbed the blade through their hands, Angel screaming in agony as a blindingly bright pink light emanated from their wounds.

A pulse of energy spread out, and then the light died back down to a faint glimmer as Angel's strength began to ebb from him into Drusilla.

She drooped backward, feeling Angel's energy flow into her.

"Right, then!" Spike grinned. "Now we just let them come to a simmering boil, and remove to a low flame."

That was, of course, when the Slayer barged in through the doors.

"Who the hell invited you to this party?" Spike snarled, turning towards her.

The Slayer noticed Angel and Drusilla tied together at the altar. "Angel." She whispered.

"Yeah." Spike stepped over to her. "It bugs me too, seeing him like that. Another five minutes, though, and Angel will be dead, so...I forebear." He smirked. "Don't feel bad for Angel though, he's got something you don't have."

"And what's that?" She snapped.

"Five minutes. Patrice!"

Two vampires rushed forwards to grab the Slayer while the member of the Order of Taraka who'd been unable to kill the Slayer in her school earlier came forth from hiding place, drawing her gun.

The other door suddenly burst open, and some dark-skinned chick came in doing a series of backflips, ending in a flying double kick, one foot to the back of each of the vampires' heads. They fell to the ground, pushing Buffy into Spike, knocking him down.

The dark-skinned girl landed on her feet, ready to fight, and wasted no time running over to Spike as he got up, meeting Buffy there to fight him.

"Who the hell is this?" Spike snarled.

She grabbed him by his shirt.

"It's your lucky day, Spike." The Slayer grinned, standing up.

"Two Slayers!" the dark skinned girl decked him.

"No waiting!" The blonde jabbed him.

Spike fell but quickly got up.

Buffy broke off to fight Patrice, leaving the dark skinned Slayer to fight Spike.

Since when were there more than one bloody Slayer anyway?

He ducked a roundhouse kick from her, landing a punch to her face, knocking her down, and she scrambled to avoid his follow-up kick.

Spike hardly noticed as the rest of the annoying do-gooders arrived and engaged his men in fight.

Kendra jumped over Spike when he tried to knock her legs out from under her. She tried another roundhouse kick but he blocked it, using the momentum of the block to spin around and hit her again. She swung at Spike and was easily blocked, Spike landing another hit on her.

The vampire laughed at how easy it was to fight this Slayer as he punched her again, following up with a roundhouse kick as she hit the floor, stumbling as she scrambled back up again.

"Switch!" Buffy called, bending over and Kendra rolled over her back to face Patrice, immediately landing a punch and knocking her into the wall.

Buffy turned to face Spike. "I'd rather be fighting you anyway."

He smirked. "Didn't realize how much I meant to you."

She blocked his thrust, then kicked him in the face and again the gut, causing him to double over and fall to the floor.

Buffy blocked a punch from Spike, and another, but then he landed a punch to her stomach and then to her face. She blocked his next swing and held his arm while she punched him twice in the face. The petite bitch grabbed his coat and pulled him around, throwing him over several pews, and into the wall.

Spike was a little dazed by the blow.

"Spike!" Dru called weakly.

Shaking his head, he looked up to see that Bitchy was trying to untie them.

Snarling, he got up and raced towards them, grabbing Bitchy and shoving her to the floor. He backhand punched her as she got back up, knocking her down again, and taking a torch from its wall hander, he threw it into a pile of old drapes, setting them ablaze.

"Look out!" The short male do-gooder friend of Bitchy called out as he was the first to notice.

Spike unstrapped Drusilla from Angel. "Sorry, baby. Gotta go." He lifted her into his arms and started down the aisle. "Hope that was enough."

With nothing holding him up anymore, Angel fell to the floor behind them.

Buffy crawled over towards him before noticing Spike making his escape.

She stood and grabbed the censer from the alter, swinging it around her head by its chain a few times and launched it at Spike.

It hit him in the back of the head and he stumbled into the church organ, the keyboard console collapsing under his weight.

"I feel better now!" She exclaimed.

A moment later the organ superstructure collapsed onto Spike and Drusilla, with its huge brass pipes clanging and rolling everywhere.

Buffy smirked before turning to Angel and helping him sit up. "Hey you."

He looked up at her, half unconscious. "Chloe?"

Buffy smiled down at him. "She needs you right about now, so don't you die on us."

He nodded, closing his eyes.

Kendra ran over and crouched down next to Buffy and Angel. "Let's get him out!"

Angel moaned as they began to help him out.

"Careful." Buffy told her colleague.

"C'mon." Kendra encouraged.

With their help he got to his feet, Kendra getting under his arm to support him.

The others ran out of the church as the three of them made their way up the aisle and out the other door.

The wreckage of the organ caught on fire.


In the front of the school the next day, Buffy walked Kendra to her taxi.

"Now, when you get to the airport..." Buffy prompted.

"I get on de plane with me ticket, and sit in a seat." Kendra dutifully repeated what she'd been told. "Not de cargo hold."

"Very good." Buffy smiled. While at first she'd disliked Kendra, she'd come to the conclusion in the end that she really wasn't that bad.

"Dat is not traveling under cover." Kendra made a face.

"Exactly. Relax! You earned it." Buffy smiled. "Sit in your seat, eat your peanuts, you watch the movie---well---unless its about a dog or Chevy Chase."

"I'll remember." Kendra nodded slowly as she opened the cab door.

"Thank you." Buffy finally sighed.

Kendra smiled at her and got into the cab.

Buffy held up her hand in goodbye as the taxi pulled away.

"Well...that was an experience." Giles sighed as he came to stand next to her, watching the cab drive away.

"Tell me about it." She chuckled warily. "Have you heard word about the others?"

"Yes." Giles nodded. "Dean called to say that Sam is alright, just weak and sleeping off his exposure to the Hellmouth energy. Thankfully their father is off on one of his business trips so he hasn't noticed. And Gabe called to tell me that Chloe's doing the same, with Angel watching over her."

"He's weak himself after what happened." Buffy commented.

"Yes, and I think that has earned him some points in Gabe's eyes...to see the devotion those two have for each other." Giles replied, before sighing. "I also spoke to Ms. Calendar this morning, concerning the conversation she had with Chloe."

Buffy looked up, worried. "Is it bad?"

Giles pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Is it ever anything else on the Hellmouth?"

Buffy sighed and leaned her head against his arm. "Great."


In the darkness of the evening, Drusilla burst out of the rubble of the church, whose fire had burnt itself out before it could truly do any damage. She breathed in the scent of prey and grinned, vamped out, as she reached for an unconscious Spike, grabbing him by the arm.

"Don't worry, dear heart." She began to pull him off of the floor and held him up by his arm, his head drooping down. "I'll see that you get strong again." She scooped up his legs with her other arm. "Just like me!" And with that she slowly carried him from the charred remains of the church.
17th-Feb-2010 03:18 am (UTC)
omg that was really good. omg about sam being able to handle chloe's hellmouth powers lol. can not wait to read more PPMS
17th-Feb-2010 11:46 pm (UTC)
Yep, Sam's the only one who'd be able to handle her when in direct contact with the pure hellmouth energy, especially if she is still connected with it.
17th-Feb-2010 04:42 am (UTC)
So freaking GOOD!!!!!!

Fave part was when Chloe and Buffy plotted Kendra's demise.

And ohhhh wasn't expecting that twist of Sam and Chloe!!!!

Can't wait for more.
17th-Feb-2010 11:47 pm (UTC)
Yep, both of them are angry against Kendra because of a guy... :D
17th-Feb-2010 09:23 am (UTC)
excellent chapter ♥
17th-Feb-2010 11:47 pm (UTC)
Thank you very much!
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