The Last One pt.2

by

22 Claws

After the encounter with the Athena, Serenity escapes into the black. Simon, expelled from the bridge, returns to the infirmiry to find a surprise. Soon, River will go screaming with the rest of the crew to his rescue.

Buffy goes to war in Bosnia, and is surprised in the woods.

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Chapter One

Run Slayer Run

A nine year old Buffy Summers kneels on the floor beside her little sister Dawn in their bedroom, praying. A gentle summer breeze blows into the room through an open window. It’s a warm night, but little Buffy gets a chill.

“Now I lay me down to sleep...

Something bad is here. Buffy gets these feelings sometimes. She’s never wrong.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep...

Some one or something is watching. Buffy clenches her fists tight in front of her face. Dawn, oblivious, keeps praying.

If I should die before I wake...

Must protect Dawn. At all costs. Little Buffy, nine years old, gets ready. She should be scared. She isn’t. She should cry for her mother. She doesn’t.

I pray the Lord my soul to take.”

Now!

Then, Suddenly.

It’s 22 years later.

Run! Run! Run like hell!

That’s all she’s thinking as Buffy hauls ass, tearing through the forest. In between trees, through thickets and bushes, her wooden stake, the last one, gripped tight in her right hand. Branches and bits cut and scratch her as she flees desperately, deeper into the Bosnian woods, hell on her heels.

It is hell on her heels. A bloodthirsty pack of vampires hound her ravenously as she runs, deeper into the dark woods.

They know who she is. Who she really is. They should. She’s been killing them all day. Killing her way to answers. Killing her way to Willow. The watchers were tracking these vamps since the bloodbath at the Pyramid of the Dragon. They directed her to the first cells. The first nests.

Buffy did the rest. Massacre after flaming massacre. She hunted them down. Beat it out of them. Burned it out of them. Bled it out of them. Hell,