Day One
Night - Sunnydale Cemetery
The Sunnydale cemetery at night. The camera faded in on a gravestone.
Andrew Hoelich, 1981-1998
The camera slowly panned down to the ground in front of the gravestone. There was a bouquet of flowers there.
A hand came out of the freshly filled grave and clawed for solid ground. Slowly, Andrew pulled himself out of his grave, now a newly made vampire. He growled when his head cleared the earth, and continued to climb out on his stomach. He crawled along the ground, pulling out his legs. He stopped when he saw a pair of wide spread feet, looking up to see who it was.
Bianca smirked mischievously. "Welcome to the land of unliving. You're not gonna be in it for long." Andrew jumped to his feet, growling at Bianca, stepping toward her. Bianca stepped back, kicking into his gut. Andrew spun, kicking Bianca into a grave stone. Bianca used her stolen Guardian energy to levitate over the top of it, turning toward him, holding her hands toward Andrew, making the red energy glow brighter as Andrew ran toward her, using the power to make him freeze with a wave of energy, running up the side of the mausoleum behind her, flipping over Andrew's head, landing on the ground behind him, spinning to kick him back. Andrew fell into a grave stone, making it break. Bianca heard something behind her, turning to see Zoey, Willow, Eric, Xander and Oz there, nervous to see them. "What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?" Zoey replied.
"Yeah, you don't have to be here, Bianca," Willow told her.
"Not exactly your job," Eric agreed.
"I'm not doing this for a job," Bianca told them. "I--I... And I've got this."
"Yeah, we can see that," Oz told her.
Zoey looked from Bianca to Andrew. "Hey, can either of you tell me something? Why do vampires always learn how to fight right after they wake?" Because of Bianca being distracted by the others, Andrew was using the opportunity to try to run. Zoey took off her necklace that blocked her powers, glowing with purple power that she used to throw him to the ground. Bianca turned to face Andrew, hands glowing with red energy as she ripped her hands away from each other, using the red Guardian energy to rip Andrew apart in waves of Guardian power, letting the ashes fall. Zoey was impressed. "Guess that's a question for another day, huh?"
Bianca was annoyed, looking away.
"Are you all right?" Oz asked.
Bianca didn't face them. "Fine."
Zoey was skeptic, sympathetic. "All right. You know, I like patrolling. It gives such a rush."
"Bianca?" Willow asked. "What are you doing here?"
"What do you think?" Bianca replied. "I'm trying to help."
"Yeah, by almost letting that vamp get away?" Xander asked.
Zoey, Willow and Eric gave Xander a look.
Bianca ignored him. "I know I'm still out of my mind. Because of being sick. Before turning. But ever since getting my soul back... Not sure whether to thank Zoey and Layla or not. Just by the way." Zoey smirked slightly, nodding in acknowledgment. "But ever since getting a soul back... I just wanna make up for what I did. To Brady. To Alice. To Brooke. To Wyatt. To all of you. Just from far away. Without seeing any of you. Because... I..."
"Because you couldn't stand being around us after what happened," Zoey finished sadly.
Bianca looked down. "Yeah. And I had a hold of that vamp. But you guys distracted me."
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