Sarah walked silently beside Buffy not sure how to go about the current situation. Did she know? After she had helped Buffy out in the park she had insisted that she go with her to a friends house. She said that when they got there it would be safe to talk about what had just transpired. Maybe not in those words exactly but that was the basic understanding on her part.

Buffy watched Sarah at the corner of her eye thinking, ‘So this is the new Slayer. I knew that there was something different about her. I don’t think she knows what she is though. She looked so shocked, it was probably her first slay. Hmm, I don’t even remember my first, there’s been so many. Maybe I should say something.’ Looking thoughtfully towards Sarah she said aloud, “So, your first time huh.”

Sarah’s thoughts were cut short when she heard Buffy, “Yeah…and I have no idea how I did it.”

“I know, some things just come naturally, though you do need a bit of training.”

As they reached the house Sarah silently wondered if Jareth saw what happened. ‘What am I thinking? You know that he saw me.’ She then laughed inwardly as she imagined the shocked expression that must have covered his face but her joy moment froze as she thought more into it. ‘Maybe he already knew… but then why try to stop me?’ Sarah silently berated herself, ‘And why do I care? He’s…he’s...’

Her thoughts were pulled to a grinding halt as they reached the door to the house, the sound of Buffy knocking on the door. As the door opened Sarah saw a man with short dirty blond hair wearing glasses open the door.

“Buffy, I thought that you would be out…” he then looked questionably towards the young girl beside her, “Oh, who’s your friend?”

“Giles this is Sarah. Sarah this is Giles. Now can we come in?”

A bit stunned by her bringing a stranger over he obediently opened the door letting the two in. Letting them enter he slowly closed the door perplexed at why Buffy was bringing a stranger over to his house. Following them into the living room he was about to ask Buffy if he could have a word for a moment when Buffy beat him to it.

“Giles, I think that I’ve found our new Slayer.”

Looking to the young woman who was now gawking at her new surroundings and then back to Buffy he whispered so Sarah wouldn’t hear, “Are you sure?”

Buffy glared at Giles as if to say, ‘Like I wouldn’t know a Slayer if I met one’ look.

Giles held up his hands as if to try and defend himself from Buffy’s intense glare, “All right, I know dumb question.” Following Buffy back towards where Sarah was he smiled warmly towards Sarah, “So, Sarah, how long have you been here in Sunnydale?”

Silence protruded the room as Sarah took a few moments before registering his question and sat down on the couch, “Only a week and a half…So…um…” Sarah trailed off not knowing how to ask the mounting questions that leapt up within her mind.

Buffy went to sit beside Sarah noting her embarrassed silence and her uneasiness about the situation as a whole. “Do you have any idea what’s going on? Have you been approached by anyone?”

Sarah looked to Buffy and then to Giles not sure whether or not to share her experiences of two weeks ago when she had that strange dream. Her intuition telling her that she could trust them but not knowing that someone not within the room was watching and listening. “I’m not sure, it’s…well a little strange. Everything started after that odd dream two weeks ago. I noticed that something about myself was changing but I tried to put it off as nothing but tonight when I saw you,” she looked towards Buffy, “fighting those vampires…I didn’t really think about what I was doing, I just reacted.”

Giles sat in the chair in front of them, “Tell us about your dream.”

Sarah shifted a bit uncomfortably her eyes drifting off as her memories played out that dream that foretold the change in her life. “I was in the park that I like to go to a lot but it was night. It was so real and vivid.” Sarah involuntarily shuddered at the memory, “Some man appeared to me and I had a real bad feeling about him, especially when his face suddenly changed. Then I knew it was a dream, a nightmare. When I tried to get away from him I fell back. Just as he was starting to reach me I heard a woman yell out. She fought him and killed him then started to talk to me. She welcomed me to the club of being a…What did she call it? A… Slayer, yes that’s it.”

Buffy felt a slight chill at the mention of the woman and the dream had taken place right after Faith had supposedly been killed. “Did she happen to tell you who she was?” Buffy half didn’t want to know and half needed to know.

Leaning back into the couch Sarah sighed, “I think she said her name was Faith.” Buffy and Giles looked to one another in silence. “Who’s B by the way?”

Buffy looked quickly back to Sarah, “What did you say?”

Sarah’s mind clicked as her mind figured out her own question, as Sarah slowly relayed the message that was meant for her, “She told me to tell B that she was sorry about everything that she did.” Looking closely at Buffy, “You’re who she was referring to aren’t you?”

Giles promptly started in knowing that this was a subject best not to delve into at the moment. “Yes, did she happen to tell you what a Slayer is.”

Looking away from Buffy and to Giles, Sarah wrinkled her brow in concentration, “I think she said something about when a Slayer dies another is born to take her place and something else but I can’t really remember.”

As they talked on Giles went about explaining how, once a generation a slayer is born to defend from vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness. That when a slayer dies another is born.

Sarah sat expressionless soaking in the information. She remembered it was what Faith had told her and now having actual real people in real life telling her this…it was something a little overwhelming. She thought to herself as Giles went on, ‘Ok, this is really happening and to top it off Jareth is up to something and I can’t tell them. My problem, I have to deal with it and I’m not bringing anybody else into this. Wait! If a slayer is born once a generation then how come there is two of us.’ That last thought made her ask it aloud, “Wait! If a slayer is born once a generation then how come…” she looked at Buffy questionably.

Buffy shrugged slightly at her question, “Well, I did drown once and that’s when Faith came into the picture.”

“Oh,” was all Sarah could manage to say.

Sitting at the edge of his window Jareth, the Goblin King, watched and listened soaking in the new information being revealed to him. ‘So Sarah was now a Slayer. I need to look into what ever that is more deeply.’ His eyebrow’s rose as he heard Sarah relate what had happened the day after her strange dream. When Toby was grabbed by a stranger and how she had dealt with the situation, “Now, how did I miss that little occurrence?” he mused quietly to himself.

Throwing the crystal up into the air it dangled there for a moment before fading from existence. Looking over his labyrinth the Goblin King was deep in thought as his mind started its scheming.

Within the Labyrinth strange rumors were being spread about the strange disappearance of some of the inhabitants as well as the unexplained deaths. Death was not something that happened too frequently within the underground but now it seemed a rather usual occurrence.

Hoggle attended to his usual task keeping an ear open for anything that could help his friend Sarah. She was counting on him and the others to help her find out what Jareth was up to and he did not want to disappoint her. Hearing something that didn’t set well with him he quickly hid within the shrubbery next to him. A few minutes of silence was dispelled as an unusual being that Hoggle had never before seen appeared around the corner.

Hoggle stopped himself from bolting right then and there as he saw the creature sniffing the air. If he let his cowardice take over he knew that he would be finished. Whatever that creature was he did not like the sight of it in the least and was getting a very uneasy feeling from it.

The vampire sniffed the air having picked up the faint scent of life somewhere near. He smiled to himself as he heard someone coming near. He liked this new world he and the others had found themselves in. Without a Slayer to stop them the inhabitants of this new world were easy pickings, though they steered clear of the beings that they could sense immense power from.

His hunger gnawed at him and he smiled devilishly as he saw a young woman rounding the corner. She was not very tall her bright red hair pulled back into a ponytail revealing her elfin ears and her long exposed neck. His mouth literally watered as he imagined his teeth-sinking deep within her soft pale skin.

The elfin girl looked to the man feeling uneasy about how his face was hidden by the lack of light. The full crystal moon and stars above being the only source of light she knew that she could not trust solely on her eyes. Her instincts screaming to her to turn and flee but she refused to let her fear control her. Standing her ground she called out to the man before her, “Who goes there?” she said with a little more confidence than she felt.

The vampire inched closer his face now smoothed as he hid his true identity stepping a bit more into the light of the overhanging stars. Bowing like the gentleman that he was not he smiled warmly to the elfin creature before him, “My apologies if I frightened you, milady, I am Jonathan Novay.”

The elf smiled relieved that he was not the monster that her instincts were screaming to her that he was, “I’m Navea Dalula”.

Hoggle watched from his hiding place frozen in place by his own fear. Only moments ago this creature that called himself Jonathan did not look at all like the nice man that he now appeared to be. Gulping silently he wanted to warn the elf but Hoggle found that his limbs would not work.

The girl licked her lips out of nervousness as the man came nearer. She noted that he was rather handsome and hoped that he was not taken.

Now only inches from her he leaned closely taking in the sweet living scent that coursed through her veins. He smiled sweetly down to her taking his time before he would strike. He liked to play with his food a little before consuming. It made life a bit more interesting. “A young lady such as yourself should not be traveling alone at night. You never know what kind of things you may encounter.”

Navea smiled up at him feeling her self blush slightly at his closeness, “I guess that you would just have to escort me then,” she said reveling in the desire for his company that started to tingle through her.

He lowered his head his lips meeting with hers in a hot, searing kiss. He could hear the pounding of her heart as her emotions were becoming excited and heightened by his action.

Navea started to feel a little frightened as his hands started to maneuver over her skin pressing the fabric of her dress off slightly from her shoulders. Pushing him away her breath came out in shorts gasp as she tried to regain her senses.

Jonathan tilted his head slightly as if in innocence, “Navea, what’s wrong? I thought you were enjoying my affections.”

Navea felt herself starting to become uneasy. The stranger was attractive, yes, but there was something not right about him, something that screamed darkness, danger. She backed up as he started towards her once more. A quick gasp of air was inhaled as she was about to scream at his sudden change in appearance and his quickened approach to grab her. Before her scream could escape her lips she felt her life being pulled away from her.

Jonathan sunk his fangs deep within her throat enjoying the sweet sensation of the flow of blood he drained from her. Her arms flared about her as he fed from her draining her until her arms became limp and she had no more strength to fight. Just before all of her life was about to leave her body he stopped letting her drop to her knees at his feet.

Jonathan smiled having an idea to make her his, “Now, I can finish you…or…”he bent down to her his eyes holding hers, “you can be like me. Free, free to do what you please and take immense pleasure in the taking of it.”

She felt so week, so tired. She did not want to die. There was so much in her life that she had yet to do, to see. With the little strength she had left she nodded in acceptance of his offer.

Hoggle watched in complete horror as the creature slight his wrist with his own extended nail and proceeded to feed her the blood that flowed from his self inflicted wound. After the ritual was done Navia’s body went limp as she fell into his arms. Hoggle noted the stillness of her body, she was not breathing and he knew that he had just witnessed her murder. He watched helplessly as Jonathan scooped up the lifeless body of Navea and carried her away. Hoggle stayed in that spot for the rest of the night fearful to leave his hiding place, fearful of what he had witnessed. The feelings of fear had made him motionless his eyebrows that were once brown had suddenly turned white to match the rest of his hair.

Sarah tossed and turned in her bead her dreams filled with horrifying images of vampires and blood. The labyrinth, no longer the wondrous fairytale land that she remembered traveling through when she was sixteen on a quest to rescue her brother. The world that she had remembered had become darker giving her the feeling of foreboding.

She stood within the hedge maze watching in complete horror and detachment as the vampire carried the lifeless body of his victim, a young elfin woman, off further into the darkness of the night. Slowly she found the ability to walk forward making her way towards the place where the event had taken place. Looking around for something she wasn’t sure of, she saw Hoggle hidden within the shrubbery. She gasped holding her hand to her mouth shocked at the fearful expression she could see written on Hoggle's face. She tried to make her way towards him but the image before her changed.

No longer within the hedge maze she now stood within a large stone room. Looking around to take in her new surroundings she recognized it as the Goblin King's throne room. Her eyes scanned over the window that overlooked the labyrinth, towards the throne where Jareth lay sprawled across his throne. Screaming she shot up from her bed her heart pounding within her ears. Rolling out from her bed she sat at its edge and looked to the vanity mirror before her seeing her disheveled reflection. Taking a deep breath Sarah whispered to her self, “It was only a dream. That’s all a nightmare,” she said as if trying to convince herself that her words were true.

Not wanting to go back to sleep Sarah got out of her bed and gathered her things so that she could take a shower and get ready for the day before her. It was Saturday and with her newfound identity she had some training to do. Buffy was going to meet her at her dorm room in a few hours and she needed to wake up and get herself ready.