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three; welcome to the hellmouth

"I live in a world of fantasy, so keep your reality away from me." - Unknown

Paige's POV

So where was I? Oh right, the vampires.

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"Little girls shouldn't be out at this hour, now should they?"

"This should be good." I thought sarcastically.

I turned around.

There were vampires; three of them.

"This day just keeps getting better and better."

"Okay, one, I am NOT a little girl. And two, at this hour? It's like 4:00 in the-"

I suddenly looked up to see that the sun was setting. I guess it wasn't 4:00 in Sunnydale.

"Oh, come ON!"

They started to circle around me.

"Okay, guys, I am really not in the mood for this, so if you could just go back to the sewers or wherever you came from..."

"That ain't happening." One of the said, smirking.

"I am sick of you vampires, you know that? You think you're better than everyone else, just because you're all like, "Oh, I'm a vampire, I have fangs and I'm dead, and I bite people, ooo SCARY!!"

"Well you know what, you wanna talk scary? Well I'm an angry teenage girl, w-who happens to know the slayer!!!"

"The slayer?"

"Yeah, the slayer! Buffy the vampire slayer!"

One of them laughed. I didn't know how to interpret it.

So I didn't.

Instead, I lunged at them, before they lunge get me.

It was the normal fighting vampires routine. They hit me, I had hit them, it went on for a while, and then I staked the three vampires.

The jokes on them. I told them I knew the slayer.

It's a good thing Mom taught me some of her skills.

And it's also I good thing that she made me carry around a stake.

Yeah, she's that mom.

At this point, I was back wondering the streets of Sunnydale, with no idea of where I was going or anything.

"Giles!" I thought suddenly, "I need to find Giles! He'll know what to do!"

"But what is he doesn't believe you? What if he's not smart in this universe?!" Negative thoughts started to flood through my brain, but they were suddenly stopped when I saw it.

"It" was the Summers house.

Although I had never been in the house, I had recognized it instantly from pictures.

So many things, both good and bad, had happened in this house. I had always wondered how anyone could stand living in that house, after so many horrible and traumatic things had happened in it. But I had never asked. It made me remember a series of quotes that I had once heard while watching a TV show....

"Even thought Uncle Monty's body had been removed, the Reptile Room was not as inviting to Klaus as it had been the day before." "What happens in a certain place can stain your feelings for it, just as ink can stain a white sheet of paper." "You can never forget what transpired in that place...just as words in ink can never be unwritten."

I stood on the sidewalk, debating wether to go in or not.

After much thought on the subject, I decided I should go in.

I was going to knock on the door and explain to Mom -er, I mean Buffy - that I was interviewing neighbors about their lives for the school newspaper. I had decided, in fact, that I would use this approach with every member of the Scooby Gang - except for maybe Giles, who I had planned to tell the truth to, in hope that he would be able to help get me home.

That is, if I could find any of the others.

I slowly approached the steps, going up one-by-one until I reached the door, which I then knocked on.

The door opened.

It revealed Joyce Summers, my grandmother, whom I had never met; and who was supposed to be six feet underground.

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