Author's Note: Welcome to Season 5. Some dialogue has been borrowed from the original episode, of which this is a rewrite. And of course, there's no Dawn. That part of the cannon storyline will start being rewritten in the next episode. Enjoy.
Buffy Vs Dracula.
"You know, I think I'm starting to tan."
The slayer glanced at her soulmate's naked chest. "You know, you might
be right." She met his gaze through her sunglasses and wordless communication
passed between them, quieter than the gentle waves which were surfing on to the
warm sand of Sunnydale's coastline.
"Nope," Buffy remarked
aloud after a minute of thought. "To tired to move. Besides, we'd shock the
"You two are insatiable," an English voice commented.
"Wes, you wanted to join the youthful generation of the group,"
it's blond leader replied, "deal with the lack of the censorship."
"That's because the only two alternatives were baby worship or Spike."
"Come on, Ellis is cute."
"And you're his godmother,
"Guys," Angel uttered with authority.
A moment of silence passed over the group.
But only a moment.
"Why didn't we do this last summer?"
"'Cause we had the Initiative to prep for, 'delia," Doyle answered.
"You prepped for the Initiative?" Tara asked them.
to," Buffy replied. "The guys lived on technology that was straight
out of James Bond. We spent the entire vacation last year keeping them under surveillance
and learning that mobiles and walkie-talkies were vital necessities to the Scooby
"As well as the patrols and choosing College courses,"
"And getting the Bronze through all the safety checks,"
it's owner added. "You know, I'm still surprised it passed them, what with
its past history of being Defcon One for demon whipping territory."
me and Jenny did have to work the mojo on the officials," Willow revealed.
"Now you tell me."
"Relax. The spell will last."
The wicca paused before adding in afterthought. "I think."
of mojo," Doyle began, "how's the food coming along?"
uh, fire's not cooperating," Xander remarked as he tended to the pile of
sticks before him and the faint smoke trails above them. "It's comforting
to know that I lack the culinary finesse of a caveman."
incende," Willow uttered, gesturing at the makeshift barbecue. The logs burst
into flames, making its previous tender fall backwards into the sand.
check you out!" Buffy uttered in appreciation. "Witch-fu."
"It's no big," the redhead replied modestly. "You just have
to balance the elements so when you affect one, you don't wind up causing..."
The rest of the words were abruptly cut off, as a clap of thunder occurred
and the heavens opened.
"I didn't do it! I didn't do it!"
Willow protested as they scrambled up from the sand and gathered their stuff.
"You know, I'm not one whose overly superstitious, does this look
portenty to you?" The slayer asked the former watcher of the group.
"I wouldn't worry," Wesley answered as they dashed to the cars. "Demons rarely use such theatrics."
As evening set in on the dale of Boca del Inferno, a delivery truck pulled up
outside a suddenly built castle across town. Two guys got out of their seats in
the front and walked around to the rear, where they lifted the tarpaulin off the
couriered wooden crate.
"Come on, hurry it up," said one.
"I'm getting soaked."
"I'm trying," the other protested.
"Geez, this thing weighs-"
He suddenly yanked at the handle
and the box decided to take matters into its own hands by falling to the ground.
The corner which hit the asphalt first cracked.
first guy uttered, his tone belying the usual meaning. "Good job," he
The culprit ignored him, kneeling down to survey
the damage. "Look at this. Guy's carting dirt around."
it," the first guy decided. "We'll, turn it on its side."
the other repeated. "Man, rich people are-" again his words were cut
Just not by the box.
A hand burst through the middle
and slashed open his throat in one stroke. The guy screamed and staggered backwards.
The rest of the package followed the hand.
"Thanks, Mom. Everything was yummy."
"Good. It's nice
to cook for you two for a change." Joyce began clearing everything into piles.
"How are you doing?" She asked the third member of the dinner party.
"Quite well, actually," Angel replied. "Taste buds are finally
"I told you, mate," his grandchilde said,
"you gotta stick to the occasional solid meal. Liquid's just not enough."
He paused to turn to Joyce. "Speaking of which; don't suppose I could have
some Hot Chocolate?"
"Of course," Joyce said with a
smile. "Marshmallows as usual?"
replied, while the chosen warriors rolled their eyes.
you two?" Joyce asked them. "Or we could take a drive, get some ice
"You know, I would, but I kinda have to get out on
patrol," Buffy answered as she stood up and helped with the dishes.
mother looked at her puzzled. "Now? It's 8:30."
"Well, vamps don't really care what time it is. You know, dark equals dinner bell."
"Right, of course," Joyce answered, as she met Angel's silent
look. Buffy was oblivious as she gave her soulmate a kiss before departure.
"She's been patrolling a lot, lately," Angel uttered when the
front door of Revello Drive had closed.
"Enough for you to be
concerned?" Joyce sought to confirm.
"I would be, if Giles'
wasn't giving her extra tutelage on the mysteries of the slayer," Angel answered.
"But I get the feeling something big is coming."
True to her prediction the slayer found her spider sense tingling as she reached
the first of the graveyards on her patrol list that evening. She watched him rise
from the ground, waited for the demon to get it's bearings, then beckoned him
into the fight.
For a newly risen creature of the undead, the vampire
was particularly strong, causing the fight to include the slayer falling to ground
at one point. Buffy however, was in the zone, and merely upped her game. She jumped
on him, throwing her legs around his neck. The vampire threw her down to the ground,
whereupon she flipped herself into a cartwheel and staked him.
at the pile of ash before her, Buffy turned away to continue her sweep of the
cemetery. Barely had she reached the first aisle of gravestones when her senses
made her stop.
"Very impressive hunt," a voice remarked,
as it's body walked out of the darkness. "Such power."
was no hunt," Buffy revealed. "That was just another day on the job."
She beckoned with her stake. "Care to step up for some overtime?"
"We're not going to fight," the vampire answered.
you know what a slayer is?" Buffy asked.
"Who are you?" Buffy inquired.
apologise," the vampire answered. "I assumed you knew. I am Dracula."
Buffy's eyes widened in surprise. "Get out!" She stared at him,
taking in the hollowed face, dark hair, accent and outfit. "So lemme get
this straight. You're ..... Dracula. The guy, the Count."
"And you're sure this isn't just some fan boy thing?
Cause ... I've fought more than a couple of pimply overweight vamps that called
"You know who I am. As I would now without question that you are Buffy Summers."
"You're heard of me?"
"Naturally. You're known throughout the world."
"Why else would I come here? For
the sun? I came to meet the renowned ... killer."
I prefer the term slayer. You know, killer just sounds so..."
"Like I ..." Buffy trailed off as her danger
senses rose back up again. This guy had too much charm. "Paint clowns or
something. I'm the good guy, remember?"
"Perhaps, but your
power is rooted in darkness. You must feel it."
know what I feel?" Buffy readied herself. "Bored."
rushed at him with the stake. Before she could plunge it into his chest, he disappeared
into a puff of smoke. She turned round and tried again, only to be foiled once
more. "Okay, that's cheating."
"Hey Buff, what's up?"
Xander asked her as he and Willow came up to her.
"What are you
guys doing here?"
"Nothing much, just out for an caffeine
"Buffy, are you okay?" Willow began.
"you look like you just-"
Her best friend readied her stake.
"Get out of here. Now."
"Fine, but I was gonna give
you a sip of my double-mint mocha, but.."
Buffy cut him off. "Behind
"Hi," Willow offered as she and Xander turned
"Nice," Xander uttered. "Look who's got a bad
case of dark prince envy."
"I have no interest in you,"
Dracula remarked. "Leave us."
"No, we're not going to
'leave you.'" Xander mocked. "And where'd you get that accent, Sesame
Street? Vun, two, three; three victims. Mwa ha ha!"
Buffy began in a tone which brooked no nonsense. "I'm pretty sure that's
"Wow, really?" Xander rushed to stand behind
her. "Hey, sorry, man, I was ... just jokin' around."
is not the time," the Count remarked. "I will see you soon," he
added to the slayer, before spreading out his cape and running towards them.
The Scoobies ducked as he turned into a Bat.
"And then Buffy's all, 'Look out!'" Xander recapped to the rest of Slayer
Inc. in the meeting at 523B Oakpark Street a half hour later. "And then frigging
Dracula's standing right behind us."
"And then, he lunges
at us, like whoosh!" Willow added.
"He totally looked shorter
in person," Xander commented.
"I told you he'd heard of me,
right?" Buffy added to Giles. "I mean, can you believe that? Count Famous
heard of me."
"I couldn't believe it the first twenty times
you told us, but it's starting to sink in now," Cordelia replied.
sorry. Am I repeat-o-girl? I was just ... blown away."
not that surprising that he's heard of you, Buffy," Wes remarked. "You
are the slayer."
"I guess. Just - the way he said it, you
know, I mean, he made it sound so..." she trailed off.
Willow suggested. "I bet he made it sound sexy."
Buffy agreed. "He of the dark penetrating eyes and lilty accent." Glancing
at Angel, she added, "not that I was attracted, oh no."
wonder if he knows Frankenstein," Xander mused.
Dracula was sexy?" Oz queried.
"Oh! No. He, he was ... yuck,"
Willow finished hurriedly.
"Right, except for the whole tall, dark, and handsome thing?" Anya said sarcastically.
you know?" Her boyfriend countered.
"Well, we hung out a
few times," Anya revealed. "Back in my demon days, you know, once or
twice. He's pretty cool. You know, from, from a whole ... evil thing perspective."
"Please," Xander scoffed. "He was no big whoop."
"No big whoop??" Willow repeated in disbelief. "What about
that thing where he turned himself into a bat? That was awesome!"
come he can do that?" Xander asked the room.
"I have no idea,"
Giles answered. "There's a great deal of myth about Dracula. I imagine the
trick to defeating him lies in separating the fact from the fiction."
"So we should take things slow with Dracula," Buffy decided.
"I mean, he said that we would meet again, but I would like to avoid that
until we do some serious homework."
Anya added. "Dracula's too slick to fall for the usual stuff."
Spike scoffed. "Vampires were cool until him, luv."
know him?" Xander sought to confirm.
"Poncy bugger owes me
eleven pounds, for one thing. Know him? We're old rivals. But then he got famous,
forgot all about his foes. I'll tell you what. That glory hound's done more harm
to vampires than any slayer. His story gets out, and suddenly everybody knows
how to kill us."
"What about the bat thing?" Tara asked.
"Nothing but showy gypsy stuff," Angel answered, surprising everyone.
He shrugged. "You don't get to be once be the Scourge of Europe without knowing
"He wasn't much of a rival," Spike remarked.
"Mind you, he had the lead on your demon and Darla in the style sense. Count
has to have his luxury estate and his bug-eaters and his special dirt, don't he?"
"You two know anything else about him?" Giles asked.
"Not much else," Angel admitted. "For all his style, Drac
liked to retain that bit of mystery."
"All right," Giles
turned to the computer whispers of the group. "Willow, you and Oz find out
everything you can about the actual legend of Vlad the Impaler on the Internet,
and I'll check the library. The rest of you, get some sleep."
sir," Buffy saluted as she rose up from her chair. "Can I say goodnight
to my godson, first?"
"As long as you don't wake him up,"
Jenny advised as she led the way to the bedroom.
Buffy quietly crept
into the room and peered at her sleeping godchild. She had been so touched when
Giles and Jenny asked her to godmother during the summer. "He's awake already."
Carefully she lifted him out of the cot.
Jenny smiled at her as Angel
joined them at the threshold. "I don't know how you do that," she uttered
as Buffy held him. "With you, Ellis is always quiet."
returned a silent look of thanks, and met Angel's gaze. "Don't get any ideas,
mister. Some miles to go before I'm ready for this."
my Shanshu," Angel added as he came to join her. "Don't worry, I'm not
ready yet either," he added, as he gazed over her shoulder at his godson.
He had been speechless at Giles and Jenny's level of trust in him. "Its just,
you look so beautiful."
Buffy blushed, then carefully returned Ellis Calendar-Giles to his bed. "You sleep now, little brother," she commanded softly, remembering how after his birth Giles had confessed to her that he regarded her as a daughter. "We'll protect you from harm."
"I doubt he'd remember me," an ex-vengeance demon mused to her boyfriend
as he walked her home. "I was just a silly young thing. I mean, like seven
hundred or so. But he did say that this guy I cursed was doomed forever, which
was really sweet, don't you think?"
"It was a great spell," Anya continued,
oblivious. "I made this jerk incredibly fat, like a human mini van. You should
just mention my name if you see him again."
"Or better yet,
why don't you just go sit on top of a crypt and flaunt your neck cleavage until
Dracula shows up? Then you two can talk in private," Xander suggested, his
sarcasm upping another level.
"Oh please, don't tell me you're
"Oh no, just because you're panting over the guy."
They reached her apartment.
"I am not panting. Now stop
being silly. I'll see you tomorrow." Anya leaned forward to kiss him goodnight.
Xander drew back from the kiss in surprise. "You don't wanna come
back to my place?"
"Not when you're acting like this."
"Fine," Xander added, insulted and storming off. He rounded the
corner of the street and found the topic of Anya's monologue standing before him.
"Great. Perfect. You know what? You're not so big. One round of old-fashioned
fisticuffs, you'd fold like a bitty baby." He rolled up his sleeves. "Okay,
let's do it. And no poofing. Come on, puffy shirt. Pucker on up, cause you can
kiss your pale ass....."
"Silence," Dracula intoned.
"Yes master," Xander answered immediately. A second later, he
realised what he had just said. "No, that's not-"
raised a thin, spectral looking hand. "You will be my emissary, my eyes and
ears in daylight."
"Your emissary?" Xander echoed.
"Serve me well. You will be rewarded. I will make you an immortal.
A child of darkness that feeds on life itself... on blood."
Yes! Yes! I will serve you, your excellent spookiness." Off his glare, Xander
added, "or master. I'll just stick with master."
are strange and off-putting. Go now."
Xander inclined his head and turned to go. In afterthought, he turned back. "But master, how can I find...." he trailed off as he realised the Count had gone. "Brilliant. What an exit! Guy's a genius!"
acquired his assistant, the 'genius' decided to test the slayer's susceptibility
towards him, and swirled his smoke into the window of the master suite at the
Mansion on Crawford Street.
Buffy felt the breeze and
opened her eyes to see him standing before the bed.
are magnificent," Dracula intoned.
"I bet you
say that before you bite all the girls," Buffy countered, while her hand
touched her sleeping soulmate, a silent signal for him to wake and listen.
"No, you are different. Kindred."
Buffy repeated, spooked. "Hardly, I-"
your hair back," the Count commanded.
under his gaze, Buffy tried to keep her composure. "This isn't how I ...
usually fight. You think you can just waft in here with your music video wind
and your hypno-eyes..."
"I have searched the
world over for you. I have yearned for you." Dracula sat on the bed. "For
a creature whose darkness rivals my own." He placed his hand on her chin
to turn her neck. "You have been tasted," he observed.
Buffy began but he cut her off. "Unworthy. He let you go." Dracula's
gaze went from the scar to her eyes. "But the embrace ... his bite ... you
remember." His hand slipped downward. "Do not fight. I can feel your
"Can you feel this?" Angel asked
before his fist connected with Dracula's face.
aside off the bed while their intruder reeled backwards from the blow. The slayer
switched on the light.
"Angelus," Dracula remarked
as he recognised him.
"If you had let me finish,"
Buffy remarked, "I was going to say; he's here."
"I had no idea you were with the slayer," Dracula continued, ignoring her. "I apologise." He disappeared into another puff of smoke.
"Here's a jelly one, you want it?" Oz asked, his girl.
"Got it!" Xander cried, grabbing before Willow could accept it. "Got it. Mine, mine."
"Well, I think we have Dracula factoids," Willow
remarked, looking up from her laptop.
Slayer Inc. had returned to their
unofficial headquarters on Oakpark Street after the nightly encounters early the
"Like any of that's enough to fight the Dark Master,"
Xander remarked, making everyone look at him. "...bator," he covered
"A lot of it we already knew," Willow continued.
"Turnoffs: wood, fire, crosses, garlic. Turn-ons: nice duds, minions,"
her voice turned wistful. "Long slow bites that last for days..."
Oz looked at her concerned, and decided to take over. "Dracula's modus
operandi is different from other vampires. He will kill just to feed, but he'd
rather have a connection with his victims. And he has all of these mental powers
to draw them in."
"He, he can read and control minds... appear
in dreams..." Willow added. "Makes sense. That stare ... he just kinda
... looked right through you. Didn't you feel it, Buffy?"
after he decided to visit me and Angel last night."
Xander jumped in. "Buffy didn't feel it. I think you're drawing a low of
crazy conclusions about the unholy prince." Everyone looked at him again,
causing him to add, "...bator."
"The point is, though
he goes through the motions of an intimate seduction," Giles concluded, "the
end result is the same. He turns them into a vampire."
That is intimate," Xander countered. "Dracula's gifting these ladies
with his own blood. And blood...." he trailed off as his eyes tracked the
path of a spider. "Blood is life. According to them." He slammed his
hand down on it.
"Just be aware that he tends to form a relationship
with his prey," Giles continued while, unseen, Xander ate the spider. "It's
not enough for him to take her. She must want to be taken. She must ... burn for
Buffy shivered. "Okay, did anyone hear me when I said
he visited last night?" She turned to Jenny. "Can we not gonna and perform
the uninvited spell already?"
"Sorry, Buffy, the spell doesn't
work when you live with vampires," Jenny remarked.
we rewrite it?" Tara asked her. "Make it identity specific?"
"Worth a try," Jenny conceded.
should stay out of sight," her husband directed to his charge. "Let
the rest of us look for Dracula."
"I can't go home,"
Buffy pointed out.
"You can come over to my place," Xander
volunteered. "I'll make sure you stay put."
"Good," Giles agreed. "Angel and I can search for Dracula, and Willow, you and Tara could do a protection spell on the Mansion, and prevent him from returning."
"Another bust," Angel remarked as they ruled out yet another Mansion.
"And it's getting dark," Giles observed. "I should have
turned up a better lead. There must be an easier way to find him."
"Too late to worry about that now," Angel pointed out. "If we hurry, we can hit these last places."
"How come I have to be here slayer-sitting while the other guys get to look
for Dracula?" Anya asked her pacing boyfriend. "I mean, just because
"What time is it?" He interrupted.
almost six," Anya rose from the sofa to stand before him. "Look, I mean,
I'm the one who knows him, I'm the one who had a really good look at him, and
so, I mean, what..... Hey! What?"
Xander grabbed his girlfriend
and shut her in his wardrobe. After putting a chair underneath the doorknob, he
turned to Buffy. "I'm supposed to deliver you to the master now. There's
this whole deal where I get to be immortal. You cool with that?"
The slayer rose up. "Take me to him."
At the same suddenly built castle referred to earlier, the 'Renfield' and the
slayer entered a wooden torch lit great hall.
The former called out. "I deliver the slayer. She who you most desire. Sorry,
Dracula turned to stand before the flames.
now comes the immortality, right? You do the thing, and-"
us," Dracula commanded. "We must not be interrupted."
bet." Xander bowed and left.
"I knew you'd come," Dracula
"Why?" Buffy countered. "Because I'm under
your thrall?" She dropped her dazed look and whipped out a stake. "Well,
guess again, pal."
"Put the stake down," Dracula commanded.
"Okay," Buffy uttered. She moved her hand a fraction. "Still not thralled, buster."
"I've lived in Sunnydale about six years now," Angel commented. "Know
what I've never noticed before?"
"A castle?" Giles remarked.
"A castle," Angel agreed as they advanced towards it.
"Do you know why you will not resist?" Dracula asked her.
you're famous?" Buffy challenged.
"Because you do not want
"Angel and Giles...."
here," Dracula remarked. "They will not find us. We are alone. Always
alone." He began to circle her. "There is so much I have to teach you.
Your history, your power ... what your body is capable of..."
don't need to know," Buffy remarked.
"You long to. And you
will have eternity to discover yourself. But first ... a little taste."
"I won't let you."
"I didn't mean for me."
"Nobody harms my master," Xander announced to Angel.
master?" Angel echoed.
"You want him? You come through me."
Angel punched him in the face. Xander fell down. "Okay."
Meanwhile, Giles was about to face a similar impasse. In the form of a sudden
drop behind a door.
"Oh, good show, Giles," he remarked to
himself as he carefully tried to rise. "Uhh... at least you didn't get knocked
out for a change." He turned, only realise that he was not alone. "Oh
... oh, ladies."
Three vampiresses began crawling over him.
"You would ... be the three sisters, yes? E-excellent, right. Uh, I'd heard that you were myth ... obviously erroneous." One of them ripped open his shirt. "Aah! Ooh, that's, uh, that, uh... tickles! Ooh, uh... oh, dear god. I'm married, you know, you must..... stop....."
Buffy looked at the Count in disbelief. "What are you...."
those years fighting us. Your power so near to our own...... and you've never
once wanted to know what it is that we fight for? Never even a taste?"
Come on, Buffy thought silently. Just a little longer..... "If
I drink that....."
"I have not drunk you. And you must be
near death to become one of us. And that comes only when you plead for it."
"I'm not hungry."
"No. Your craving goes
deeper than that." His voice dropped to a whisper. "You think you know
... what you are ... what's to come. You haven't even begun." He offered
his wrist before her mouth. "Find it. The darkness. Find your true nature."
Buffy's empty hand suddenly shot out and grabbed his wrist. She jerked
it away from the join, the momentum throwing him across the wooden table. "Wow.
Does that work on every slayer?"
"You are resisting,"
Dracula observed as he got up.
here. Come to me."
"You know, I really think the thrall
has gone out of our relationship."
"What is this?"
"My true nature. You want a taste?"
Dracula lunged at her.
"Buffy?" Angel called out as he opened another door. "Are you in-"
he quickly stepped back from the drop. "Giles! Giles!" Ignoring the
pain, he took a cross out of his pocket and chucked it to the watcher. "Come
on, come on. Grab my hand."
Giles scrambled to the wall. "Thank
god you came. There was no possible escape." He stared back at the sisters.
Angel pulled him to his ground.
"Oh, my shoe," Giles
cried. "Silly me, I'll just pop-"
"No, no," Angel remarked, grabbing him and dragging him out of the room. "Trust me, those three aren't worth it."
slipped her stake through her belt and grabbed a torch from the wall, which she
threw across the table. "A guy like you should think about going electric.
Dracula growled and turned into smoke.
Buffy merely stilled, and waited for him to reappear, whereupon, she staked him.
"How do you like my darkness now?"
into ash upon the stairs.
"Buffy! You okay?"
Giles asked as he and Angel ran into the hall.
Chock full of free will."
is he?" Xander asked, rushing in, carrying a torch. "Where's the creep
that turned me into his spider-eating man-bitch?"
gone," Buffy informed her friend.
Xander chucked the torch across the room in frustration. "You know what?
I'm sick of this crap. I'm sick of being the guy who eats insects. As of this
moment, it's over. I'm finished being everybody's butt-monkey!"
No more butt-monkey," Buffy uttered, while the others tried not to laugh.
"It could have been worse. At least you weren't
making time with the vampiresses, like Giles here," Angel remarked.
was not making time!" Giles protested. "I, I was, uh, just about to
kill those, uh, loathsome creatures when Angel interrupted me."
smirked. "You were gonna nuzzle 'em to death?"
course not! I was in complete... control."
to head out of the castle.
Castle stayed empty for a moment.
Torches flickered in the sudden mild breeze.
the undead began to band together.
As soon as the cloud
became flesh, a hand shot out and thrust a stake into the chest.
think I don't watch your movies?" Buffy rolled her eyes in disgust. "You
always come back."
Ashes dissipated for just a moment.
"I'm standing right here!" Buffy remarked as he
tried to reform.
"You wanted to see me?"
Buffy stepped back from the doorway
to let her watcher into the Mansion. "Yes. Thanks for coming. Can I offer
you some tea?"
"Er, thank you," Giles uttered as he
followed her into the double-height living. "What is this all about?"
He asked her after she had poured out the Earl Grey.
been my Watcher for a while, officially. We've still trained, and I've been studying
over the summer...." Buffy paused. "And then this whole thing with Dracula
... it made me face up to some stuff. Ever since we did that spell where we called
on the first slayer ... I've been going out a lot. Every night."
Giles sought to confirm. This was the first he heard of it.
That's ... what Dracula called it. And he was right. He understood my power better
than I do. He saw darkness in it. I need to know more. About where I come from,
about the other slayers. I mean, maybe ... maybe if I could learn to control this
thing, I could be stronger, I could be better. But ... I'm scared. I know it's
gonna be hard. And I can't do it ... without you. I need your help. I need you
to be my Watcher again."
"And I will be," Giles replied. "Always."
To Be Continued In.