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**Game Station 200,100**
Rose steped out of the Tardis in a swirl of glowing golden light to see her - no the Doctor on the floor. She has to remind herself that he's not her's. She speaks as she stops an extermination beam headed right toward her with her hand.
"I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself. I take the words, I scatter them in time and space. A message to lead myself here."
"Rose, you've got to stop this. You've got to stop this now. You've got the entire vortex running through your head. You're going to burn!" He exclaimed.
"I want you safe and happy." She responds,then looking to the Daleks, "The Time War ends." And with a wave of her hand, they're all gone, turned to dust; their very atoms divided.
"Rose, you've done it. Now stop. Just let go." He pleads.
"How can I let go of this? I bring life." Another wave of her hand and she can feel Jack below her, gasping into eternal life; her mate. Hundreds of thousands of years in the past, she feels another gasp into life; and his.
**Sunnydale 1997**
Buffy woke with a gasp, causing her to breathe in more of the water from the puddle she'd been thrown into. Quickly she turns, and begins to choke up the what had drowned her. After the dry heaves stop, and she can breathe normally again, she looks around to find the cavern empty which confuses her. Who revived her? She pushes the thought aside for now, the Master's escaped which means he was either in the process or had already opened the Hellmouth. Her friends, the town, even the world was going to end if she didn't stop it. Getting up and cleaning herself up as best she could, she ran hoping against hope that some Slayer instinct or something would kick in.
Finding Xander and Angel a few minutes outside the cavern she'd been in was immensely helpful, at least until they started trying to question her.
"Splainy time later, kick Master ass time now." She said, starting to run again now that she had an idea where she was going. She found the Master on the roof of the school, right above the library which as it turned out was situated right above the Hellmouth. A little bit of shock on his part, some quippage on hers and they were fighting again. Except this time she had an unexplainable advantage, despite almost or maybe actually dying she felt stronger; not physically so much but mentally. Her thoughts were racing much quicker than they ever had before even in life or death situations such as this one, and she'd developed a strange natural, all though weak barrier to the Master's mind control. Still it was enough; she won.
She quickly made her way down to where her friends were dealing with the aftermath. However upon reaching the library, Buffy she gasped for breath; pain seizing her body, nausea and vertigo quickly accompanying. It was sheer will power and the strength of the Slayer within her that kept her on her feet as her mind was flooded with knowledge and memories that no human should have. Finally she collapsed in unconsciousness.
As Angel picked Buffy up, the group quickly decided that Giles' flat was the most logical place to take her and that Angel would ride with Buffy and Giles while Jenny dropped off Willow and Xander since Cordelia was the only one who still wanted to go to the dance. All the way to the apartment, through the others winding down from the excitement and past them eventually dividing as the need for sleep set in, Angel stood near where Buffy was laid out, still unconscious until the near dawn hour forced him to go home lest he be stuck at Giles' for the day. The next night, Angel arrived to a general air of bewilderment and mild panic with everybody buried nose deep in research.
"Angel." Willow greeted.
"How's Buffy?" He asked, skipping the pleasantries.
"Still unconscious which is weird but it gets weirder, her body temperature dropped and since the Master bit her, we thought she might have been turned especially after Giles got the call from the Council that there's a new Slayer but Buffy's still breathing and she has a heartbeat even if it is weirdly echo-y so now we're wondering if the Master did try to turn her but botched it somehow." Willow rambled on one breath. He took a moment as he walked toward Buffy to decipher Willow's ramble into what was important and what wasn't. He managed to pick out 'cold body' 'still breathing' 'odd heartbeat' 'botched turning' and 'new Slayer' before he got close enough to Buffy to hear why the humans thought her heartbeat had an odd echo.
"It's not a botched turning." He said, still listening intently.
"Shoulda figured you'd know that, probably from being evil undead and trying to turn a Slayer or two yourself." Xander said.
"Actually I haven't. Angelus tended to avoid Slayers if he could. Spike was the one that went after them but I don't think he ever tried to turn one." He explained. The watcher had walked in while he was talking,
"I haven't found any reference to any vamp trying to turn a Slayer which is why we can't disprove the theory. But I've only got access to what I've got here since I don't want to alert the Council that Buffy's still alive after the announcement of a new Slayer at least not until we figure out if she'll keep what makes her the Slayer."
"Whataya mean G man?" Xander asked.
"I asked you not to call me that." Giles chided, then answered the question, "If Buffy loses her strength, I imagine the Council will treat her as a potential that was never called. She'll be educated to become either a field watcher to her own potential or a researcher. My concern is if she keeps her abilities, that they'll want to study her, maybe see if they can make even more Slayers."
"It's not a botched turning." Angel repeated.
"Are you sure? As I said, I've not been able to disprove that theory." Giles asked.
"I've seen a few botched turnings, one thing I've never seen is the victim growing a second heart."