"Buffy Summers. I need to speak to you."

"Hi, what? You're not from Macy's are you? 'Cause I meant to pay for that lipstick."

"There isn't much time. You must come with me. Your destiny awaits."

"I don't have a destiny. I'm destiny free, really."

"Yes, you have. You are the Chosen One. You alone can stop them."

"Who?"

"The vampires."

"...Huh?"

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It was a typical Southern Californian night. The air was cool and crisp, and the sky had nary a cloud in it. The moon was bright and luminescent against the backdrop of the velvet sky and the sounds of crickets chirping broke the silence of the night. Buffy Anne Summers stalked through one of Sunnydale’s sixteen graveyards on her nightly patrol. So ( Read more... )