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--The Sanctuary/Initiative Command Complex/Ruins of Sunnydale--
""Alert..Alert..The Sword of Damocles has been deactivated. Defensive structure has been compromised, H.S.T intrusion in sectors 1-A, 2-C, 3-G, & 4-F. Quarantine lockdown of sectors 12-B, 6-D, and 5-E. Caution automated defenses are now online, all combat personal report to battle stations."" "I don't believe it!!!, they knocked it right out of the sky", says one of two soldiers fighting their way through the masses of troops & civilians who are desperately attempting to make their way to their designated positions. The names of these two soldier is unimportant, what is important is that they are the ones who will decide the fate of all that remains of mankind. As these men part two metal doors, they find themselves in a room filled with soldiers who look more dead than alive. Looking through the remains of the men they see a medical team desperately trying to revive a body which is well beyond help. The two walk over to the only other soldier that is standing, his clothes are tattered, and his body is so bruised it is amazing that he is able to stand. "Captain Harris..Xander Harris?" "That's me", says the man, as he turns to face the other two. Seeing who they are he attempts to salute, but is unable to raise his arm fully. "That's quite alright soldier, it seems that your mission was unsuccessful" Xander raises his head in utter disgust saying, "We never even got to the council chamber. They knew we were coming...They were waiting for us, as soon as we got inside all hell broke loose..They came at us from all side, so we..so we couldn't do anything except retreat. There were just to many of them.." "What about the Slayer?", asks one of the men. A single tear runs down Xander's cheek as he glances over at the remains of the corpse that the medics are working on. "Damn it!!, that's the 12th one this year", says one of the soldiers as the two leave the room, at that moment the computers voice echoes throughout the facility once again, ""Alert..Alert..Outer automated defenses have been destroyed, H.S.T intruders have acquired sectors 1 through 5, Quarantine lockdown of sectors 6 through 8. Estimated time to base capture 18 mins 33 seconds. Anti-Matter charges armed, Self-Destruct activated..Self-Destruct in 17 mins 24 seconds."" "17 minutes to live..not a lot of time", says one of the men "It's plenty", says the other as they walk into a room marked special operations. Inside the room appears to be a mix of Dr. Frankenstien lab, and any number of big-budget Sci-Fi movie sets. A group of scientist are making last minutes preparations on a giant machine, while others are connecting various tubes to a large frozen metal cylinder. The men walk to one particular scientist with long red hair. "Professor Rosenburg, if you haven't noticed time is no longer a luxury. Tell me that were ready to go?" "Calm yourselves gentlemen, We all knew that this would happen sooner or later", says the professor grabbing hold of her cane and limping toward the cylinder. The two men follow as one of them asks, "Are you certain that this will work?, I mean time-travel has never been proven scientifically" "That's because it's not all science, there are magical elements that must be applied in order to.." "Professor", interrupts the other man, before adding, "We are not questioning your methods as a scientist or a former practitioner, but we are wondering why you chose this particular time frame." "Because, that's when it all went bad. That's when Glory took Dawn, and used her to open the Hellmouth, in turn blowing it open sending everything to our world..that's when Buffy was killed by some super vamp assassin, that's when..that's when Tara...It's the right time frame, I know it." Both men nod in agreement as the other scientist finish connecting the last tube to the cylinder. The Professor clear her throat before saying, "Computer Initiate Project:WarChilde, Authorization:Rosenburg...Willow, Password:Zabuto" Within seconds of her commands, the tubes begin detaching themselves, and the front of the cylinder cracks open sending a cold rush of air from it's doors. As the doors open they reveal a perfectly conditioned, but serverly undressed Kendra. "Impressive", says one of the men sarcastically "Very-Impressive",replies Willow before adding, "Kendra was the Slayer called after Buffy drowned, but was.." "We know who she is professor, but why her?" "Because, due to our current situation we didn't have a Slayer to train since they can't seem to live longer than a few weeks, but Kendra was trained since birth, and eventhough I used the last bit of magic to revive her, the nanotechs that we injected into her body make her the strongest, fastest, baddest Slayer that ever...ever slayed." Saying that Willow walks up to Kendra, and says, "Kendra, Kendra can you hear me?" Expecting a slow awakening, Willow is startled by Kendra when she suddenly opens her eyes. Kendra steps forward looking at her surroundings before concentrating on Willow, she then says, "I hear you...my Watcher" "Watcher?", says one of the men. A smile cracks across Willows face as she looks back at the men saying, "Programming Protocol" She then turns back to Kendra saying, "Kendra we don't have much time, your mission has already been given to you, Make sure that you help Buffy so that she doesn't die, and so Glory doesn't get the Key, do you understand?" "Yes my Watcher" "Here put these on, and this bag contains some neat little future toys, that you can use when you get back. They won't know what hit'em" As Kendra gets dressed, the door to the lab is blown open, and several creatures rush inside attacking all they see. Kendra immediately protects Willow, unleashing a barrage of deadly combat moves on the closest of the creatures. Willow grabs Kendra pushing her into a opening below the large machine screaming, "Forget us, complete your mission, and none of this will happen!!!" Kendra nods, as she prepares to be whisked back in time. Willow brings the machine to full power, as the soldiers fight with all their hearts to keep the creatures back. Looking down Willow see's Kendra's "bag of goodies" lying on the floor, but before she can say a word, the machine activates, and Kendra is gone. The soldiers fight to no avail as they are torn to pieces, the last of the creatures makes it's way toward Willow, whom waits without fear, at that moment the computer says, ""Self Destruct in 5,4,3,2,1"" Willow defiantly raises her middle finger in the air screaming "FU...." << Back Next >> |