The Last One

by

22 Claws

Earth that was. December 10, 2012. The war for the night has escalated out of control. The onslaught of the slayer army decimated the vampire ranks. The vamps that survive, organize. They hunt in packs, and they carry swords and machine-guns. They hit back against the slayers. They have a mysterious new leader. And a plan. After the latest disastrous campaign, the New Watcher’s Council is worried. In desperation, one of them decides to hit up an old ally.

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Chapter Two

The Last One

“Buffy Summers! Really? You’re kidding! She’s. Oh my God! She’s Buffy freakin’ Summers!

“Contain yourself Jason.” Clive Travers, Watcher, says to settle his very American apprentice. Things have gotten dire and they need an experienced slayer. No one is more experienced than Buffy Summers. She’s legendary. She’s saved the world before. She’s old-fashioned. She’s willful and insolent. She’s their best chance.

Their private jet lands in a small airport in Cincinnati. Clive instructs his student. “First, I understand your enthusiasm. However, this mission requires complete professionalism and more importantly, discretion. No one must know. No one. Especially, the council.”

“I don’t understand. Isn’t this mission sanctioned by the council?” Jason asks.

“You’ll learn that in times of emergency, you can’t always take time for bureaucracy. Sometimes you have to take the initiative. Having said that, we shall exercise extreme caution, to be sure.” Clive says.

Jason looks somewhat less enthused.

“That’s first.” Clive continues. “Second is, watcher accounts for Buffy Summers, and they are numerous, run the spectrum of extremes. If there is any common denominator, it is that she is unpredictable. We must deal with her delicately.” Clive frowns, then continues: “In other words, let me do the talking.”

“I don’t understand. You don’t believe she’s dangerous?” Jason asks.

“Mr. Jennings,” Clive says to his apprentice, “I don’t believe anyone on Earth is more dangero