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First Meeting

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They had crowded her, trapped, but Buffy was only getting more frustrated with these big black birds. She kicked, feinted and spotted where they had knocked her sword.

“I may not know what you are, but you’re so going down!”

“Tengas,” a young man with dark hair told her as he joined in.

Buffy smirked. Two against six were better odds. He occupied them long enough for her to get her sword. They made quick work of the birds. She turned and smiled brightly, extending her hand as she introduced herself.

He returned her smile, shaking her hand, “Adam Park.”