The Secret Diary of Dawn Summers, age 16 Ľ

 

 

 

 

Title:               The Secret Diary of Dawn Summers, Age 16Ľ.

Point of view: Dawn.

Time frame:    During Episode 14 “Hotel California”, Episode 15 “Black Hole Sun”, and Episode 16 “Rescue Me”.

 

Contains spoilers for BtVS Season 7

 

 

 

The Secret Diary of Dawn Summers, age 16 Ľ

 

 

 

“She still thinks I'm Little Miss Nobody, just her dumb little sister. Boy, is she in for a surprise”.

 

Yay me!

 

The Key turns both ways.  Not swings both ways, important difference here.  Not that I’m gay-bashing, or rather bi-bashing, works for Willow so not of the bad (broken arm issues left aside), but hey! sixteen, never even swung one way yet.

 

Babbling.  Danger of turning into Willow looms.  Stopping now.

 

I can open things – Hellmouths mainly, but also similar portals – and close them again.  Without having to bleed to death, big plussage.  Bleeding to death, or having big (tiny) sister throw herself into dimensional portal in my place, really not of the good.

 

Oh, lots of other big things happened.  Not big, but way cool, was Roxy the English Slayer splatting Kennedy.  Kennedy was all, hey, you’re a Potential, I’m in charge of the Potentials, do what I say; and Roxy was all take hold of hand, twist, and push; then Kennedy’s all flying lesson followed by turtle on its back impression and Roxy’s all “Hey, Potential Slayer, I’m a real Slayer”.  Then all the other Potentials are all “Roxy’s the coolest thing since sliced bread, Kennedy sucks” and Kennedy is Sunnydale’s entry in Olympic sulking event.  Willow all pouty too.

 

Actually, Roxy is way cool.  Cooler than me, which sucks.  English people are supposed to be all tweedy and stiff upper lip.  Roxy wears her shorts too short, lipstick more Faithy than Faith, and she’s seen Linkin Park live and met the band.  And she’s been to Africa.

 

General handing out of rings.  Mine boosts Key powers, as described above.  Giles’ makes him more Watchery, whatever that means, similar ring for Mr. Wood.  Buffy got one that makes her even tougher – like she needed it!  Spike got one that lets him walk in the sunlight, except being Spike took it to mean run round madly in sunlight flapping coat like wings.  Really funny, until I remembered Spike is Attempted Rape of Sister Guy now and not Tell Scary Stories and Help With Homework Guy any more, so frown appropriate expression rather than grin.

 

Spike and Mr. Wood’s rings made them apologize to each other for Eating Principal’s Mother and Tricking Vampire into Trap then Beating Shit Out of Vampire incidents respectively.  Wiggins!

 

Teresa, Slayer From Before the Dawn of Time (well, before the Time of Dawn anyway, spent two hundred years as a vampire then got cured, older than Spike) made all kinds of snarky comments at Buffy, then revealed she is sort of Aunt to Dad’s new wife so sort of step-Aunt to me and Buffy.  Wiggins bar raised to new heights for world record attempt.  She said Dad had wanted us to come to wedding, would have sent money for fares, got brush-off from Buffy.  Sis may have good excuse, think she may have been technically dead at the time, Buffy-Bot might have answered phone when we weren’t watching.  Or maybe it was Just Back From Heaven and Really Pissed Buffy, not sure of timing, check later.

 

Then major development.  Slayer in Pittsburgh trapped behind Hellmouth, rescue party to go, yours truly vital part of rescue (yay me!).  Spike insisted on going too, “Protect Dawn until the end of the world, promise to a lady” blah blah.  Not keen.  Foot down, so not sending me away with de-chipped rapist as protector.

 

Except Buffy then tells me that she was beating Spike to a pulp on a regular basis last year for no particular reason except that she was Pissed Buffy, she doesn’t rate the Attempted Rape as that big a deal by comparison, she’s actually still trying to make up to Spike what she did to him, and she wants me to be nice to Spike because she can’t take the way I’m hurting him.  Bar cleared, new Wiggins world record set, but I agreed to let Spike come with us to Pittsburgh as my Bodyguard.

 

Oh, and Ampata Gutierrez, Inca Mummy Girl, is back from the dead and on our side, not in love with Xander any more, and coming to Pittsburgh with us.  Surprisingly, she turns out not to be related to Teresa.  Although student she stole name from being relation of Teresa not completely ruled out.

 

 

 

 

So, we flew to Pittsburgh.

 

Me rigging it so I could sit between Spike and new Auntie Teresa.

 

Who is actually really nice.

 

She told me about Wicked Stepmother.  Skanky Dad-stealing ho” turns out to be beautiful classy rich lady, only eight years older than Buffy, who was engaged to Spanish cop killed by terrorists before they could marry.  Happy with Dad, him happy with her, want to see us, all expenses paid trip to Spain in the offing as soon as plans of First Evil foiled.  Let’s get with the foiling, people!

 

Spike now Big Brother Guy again, I am Nibblet, big hugs all round.  Feels good.  Tia Teresa (the new name for Teresa, means “Auntie” in Spanish) says we are Family; all agreed.

 

Turns out Spike is not Evil Victorian Street Punk at all.  He was soppy poet, rich family, Oxford degree.  Teresa could have saved him from being vamped, but didn’t because of prophecy he would be needed to stop the End Of The World As We Know It.  Major guilt trip for Tia Teresa, major embarrassment trip for Mr. “I’ve Always Been Bad”.  William The Bloody turns out to have been short for WTB Awful Poet.  Now my slave for life!  Threats to reveal this to Xander will have Spike in my power.  Will only use power in dire emergency, of course, like in event of disagreement over TV channel.

 

Which reminds me of further suckage on the Roxy’s Cooler Than Me front.  I always thought England only had three or four TV channels, USA has lots, we rule!  Not.  Turns out Roxy has satellite TV with about six hundred channels, all her friends do too, also they got “Firefly” shown in the right order instead of episode 3 first, then 2, then pilot, so it made sense to them instead of being Cool But Confusing.  And she thinks our TVs are prehistoric, they’ve all got Widescreen.

 

Note to self; nag Buffy for 32 inch Widescreen out of back pay on return to Sunnydale.   Expected reply; no point in new TV when Harbingers likely to crash through windows waving axes in TV-wards directions at any moment.  Foil plans of First Evil, then new TV.  Imaginary voice of Buffy in head has a point.  Make with the Foiling!

 

Hard to do anything constructive about Foiling at 30,000 feet.  Make do with Bonding with new Auntie and maybe-one-day-Brother-in-Law.

 

 

 

 

Pittsburgh.  Not that different to LA; less trees in streets, pollution smells different to pollution in LA.  Attempt to catch up with Roxy in exotic-places-visited race doomed, considering Roxy is here anyway, but at least now I’ve been outside California.

 

The Pittsburgh Scoobies aren’t all that impressive.  Witchy Watcher, sort of Gwendolyn Post only not Evil.  Soldier Guy, sort of Riley type.  Exotic Dancer girl, actually pretty impressive on the looks and clothes front, not much on the combat.  A couple of scared high school kids.  And Mad Souled Vampire Hiding in Basement.

 

Spike says he’s going to sue him for copyright infringement.

 

Jocasta (new Head Watcher, giver of Large Amounts of Money to Sister, pretty cool, vampire boyfriend!!) says that it’s lucky that everywhere in America has basements, otherwise where would they keep their vampires?  Feel like pointing out Mad Souled Vampires not actually Government Issue, but then think about weirdness of US Gov and decide to not mention it in case they are.  Must check basement at Janice’s sometime.  Also Megan’s.  Was wondering why not allowed down there during sleep-over.  Harmony insane in Megan’s basement, perhaps?  Not that anyone would be able to spot the difference.

 

Mad Vampire, Drake, cured in new world record time.  Jocasta very forceful; Drake wouldn’t have dared not be cured.

 

And so, to the Hellmouth, bearing enough weapons to invade Iraq.  Roxy has her sword insured for half a million dollars, keeps wondering if insurance is for enough considering pepper-pot by same goldsmith just sold for fifteen million.  Plot to drive me insane, I’m sure.

 

Oh, and Roxy doesn’t have Scoobies.  She has Roxettes.  Cool and unanswerable.  Buffettes” would sound like something you eat standing up at wedding receptions.

 

 

 

 

So, through the Hellmouth now, emerged into a cave.  Guess what?  Reception committee.  Ubervamps.

 

We beat the crap out of them.

 

Now that we know their chests are too tough to get a stake through, but that otherwise they dust just like a regular vamp, they aren’t so tough.  Jocasta had got us javelins from an athletics shop; the metal point punches through the breastbone, then the wooden shaft does the staking.  Spike has his own technique; he blows a hole through the Ubervamp with a shotgun, then finishes it off with a stake.  Roxy just chops their heads off with that sword of hers.

 

One of them was riding a wolf the size of a pony; it looked like it was going to ride for help, so Teresa shot the wolf to bits with a machine gun.

 

We gathered up some of the weapons the Ubies had dropped, then walked out of the cave and got a nasty surprise.

 

In this world, the sun burns us the way it burns vamps in our world.  We had to dive back into the cave very quickly.  Way unfair!  Spike and Drake didn’t burn, but had only normal human strength in the sun, so Drake tried taking his ring off, which was not of the good.  Instant Bad Vampire, kill destroy suck blood.  Roxy and Teresa had to hold him down and stick the ring back on his finger before he could return to being himself.  Assume same would happen to Spike, so no experiment.  We are in Vampire World.

 

We could see some animals under some trees, grazing in the shade.  Roxy checked them out with her cool Zeiss binoculars, trophy of a staking, and they turned out to be llamas.  Spike and Drake went over to check them out, and they ran round and round under the trees, absolutely refusing to go out in the sun.  Earth animals, we guess.  They’d fry in the sunlight too.

 

Then we saw an animal native to this place, wandering around in the sun, and – major wiggins – it was a Unicorn!  And it was friendly, came over to us, checked us out.  Friendly to me, friendly to Roxy, to Manuelita, and to Ampata.  Ampata was scared of it; she’d never seen a horse before, let alone a unicorn, she got mummified before Pizarro arrived in Peru.  Hey, accurate historical reference there!  Dawn rules!  Confession: would have said Cortez, Aztec Inca Toltec Maya all indistinguishable to me, accuracy entirely due to correction by actual Peruvian Manuelita.

 

Unicorn not at all keen on Tia Teresa, Jocasta, Anita, James, Drake, Spike.

 

Deduction: legends are correct about unicorns.  Observation: super-cool, confident, Roxy is still unicorn-friendly.

 

Manage to have chat with Roxy about boys.  Roxy doesn’t have a boyfriend.  Boys in Whitby insane, or Roxy Gay Now?  Answer the first.  Actually all the boys at her school are scared stiff of her.  Except for Ross, who is totally into Gabriella, who’s even scarier than Roxy, especially as she was still a vampire when he started dating her!

 

Normal girl moment interrupted by battle.  Hell Dimension not really that different to Sunnydale.

 

I fired a machine-gun!  Teresa needed to shoot a wolf out from under a Ubie, riding off to get help (wolf obviously native animal as not combusting in sunlight) and she didn’t have a clear shot, so she yelled at me to get up on the unicorn and then tossed me the gun.  “Now I have a machine gun.  Ho, ho, ho.”  Pointed it and pulled the trigger as if it was a crossbow.  Worked, wolf turned into golf course (18 holes!).  When Teresa does it the gun only fires 3 shots at a time, but with me it just kept on firing until it was empty.  Climbing upwards all the time, so Ubie on the wolf turned into golf course too.  Yay me!  Bullets don’t kill Ubies, but it was so holey that it took a while before it could get up.  By which time all the others were dead and Spike and Drake could go over and dust it.

 

Other lessons learned: Ubervamps eat llamas; unicorns really don’t like Ubies and have got the weaponry to do something about it; Ampata is stronger than a Ubervamp, doesn’t die when she gets an arrow through her, and can suck Ubies dry and heal her wounds by doing it.  Wiggins-o-meter gone through the red line and exploded.

 

Ain’t nothin’ gonna wig me out now.  Saw extinct prehistoric giant camels with trunks – yawn.  Saw giant bird, cross between ostrich and eagle on steroids – don’t call me.  Saw mammoths – bored now!

 

Waited for nightfall, trekked across plain.  Saw prehistoric animals as mentioned above.  Imported from Earth?  All nocturnal, all very hairy (except for Big Bird) – protection from nasty sunlight?  Nobody knows.

 

Stone building, another battle.  Notable incident; Drake threw a phosphorus grenade at a bunch of Ubies, threw too high, hit the roof, bounced back at us, hit Spike on the head.  Spike heads it back at the Ubies – hit them, Spike watches a lot of soccer – but it spilled some on his forehead.  So I was all “Spike’s head, Spike’s head, Spike’s head is on fire” but luckily Roxy is right behind him and thinks quickly.  She smothered the fire with Spike’s own coat, “she don’t need no water but the vampire doesn’t burn”.  He was badly hurt, the burn went right through to the bone, but way better than him being burned to ashes.  Big thanks to Roxy.

 

Anita was doing our doctor thing, but she doesn’t know how to heal vampires apart from giving them blood and waiting for them to heal.  So Jocasta says “why don’t you do a spell?”, ‘cause Anita is a bit of a witch, and she says “don’t know any healing spells for vamps.”  Feel sorry for Drake, then remember Willow doesn’t know any healing spells for vamps either so warm moment of Sunnydale superiority fizzles.  Suckage.

 

Roxy says she should just make a spell up, comes up with rhyme about “skin to thicken”, Anita tries it, Spike’s head starts to heal.  Cool!  Not so cool a bit later, coming back to that.

 

No Kat.  But we do find her cell phone.  Positive ID from ring tone.  Marilyn Manson – how lame is that?

 

So off across the plains again.  Huge pyramid type temple looms in distance.  Teenage girls taking turns riding unicorn (except Ampata).  Ampata leads train of pack llamas.  So I start singing “California Dreaming”.  Roxy says “Amy good gorilla!”, I reply “Ugly!  Gorilla!  Peter mine!”, attack of the mutant giggles, girl to girl B-movie bonding moment.  Spike says “I’m your Great White Hunter, but I happen to be – well, pretty white, actually”.  Tia Teresa waves machine gun and says “Put them on the endangered species list!” 

 

Ampata & Manuelita share a “these gringos are mad” moment, presumably reclassified into “these non-Peruvians are mad” once Teresa (Spanish) joins in the Congo-quoting.

 

Hey, it’s not a great film, but – lost cities, lasers, eyeball-throwing, cute ape called Amy – what’s not to love?

 

Hide out for the day in abandoned stone building.  During the day the thickening skin on Spike’s wounded forehead continues to thicken.  In fact, he’s getting horny!  By nightfall he’s got a spike on his forehead six inches long and sharp as a thorn.  Anita’s all “Oops, sorry”, but no idea how to fix it.  Spike not happy about how he looks, but cool about being able to gore people.  Announces he has urge to mate with a Land Rover, but is kidding.

 

So, evening comes and we set off to storm this great big temple thing, Aztec pyramid style.  Guards, of course.  Minotaurs, Ubies, flying demons, and six-legged lizard thing.  Jocasta said it was a basilisk, really could turn us to stone, monsters out of Dungeons and Dragons are actually real.  Guys who invented game knew some Watchers, apparently.  Watchers play D&D as part of their training, monster stats adjusted to fit reality.

 

Teresa’s machine gun encourages monsters to seek shelter.  Basilisk digs itself into ground and waits to ambush us.  Good plan for a lizard, but Ampata goes to where it is lurking and shoves a pike into the ground and impales it.  Death of basilisk.  Go Ampata!

 

Attack of the flying demons next.  Not a good move against a machine gun – well, not with Teresa doing the shooting, against me it would probably have worked.  And not clever against Spike’s shotgun.  He is really good.  Swings the gun up and fires in one smooth move, hole blown through demon, swings further and blows hole through second demon with other barrel.  Grouse shooting when he was a human, he says.  Admits later that he hated it then, wasn’t any good, was just expected of people of his class, but now has vampire reflexes.  Yay Spike!

 

So time to fight our way into the temple.  Ubies and minotaurs, at close quarters but with machine-gun back-up.  Advantage all with us.

 

Until arrow hits Ampata, and she starts shriveling up.  Withering.  Turning into actual lurching-in-pyramids mummy.  Soul Eater on the arrow.  Not of the good.  She grabs an Ubie, sucks it dry, returns to normal self – then starts shriveling again.  Scary.  We have to get the Soul Eater out fast – but how?  Roxy suggests we take the ring off her, let her crumble, dig SE out of wreckage and then put back on.  Desperate measures – but Ampata is dying in front of our eyes, so we go for it.  Except she’s really far gone, and she crumbles to dust.

 

Big scare.  Soul Eater spotted and squished, but no Ampata.  Search dust, somebody finds intact finger, I put the ring on it – dust reforms into Inca Mummy Girl again.  Huge relief!

 

After that, the rest of the fighting through the temple is a bit of an anti-climax (suddenly channeling Anya – is there such a thing as an anti-orgasm?).  Spike takes over phosphorus grenade duty, really good at it, fast and accurate.  Says he played Cricket at Oxford University (heard of cricket, British game sort of like slow-mo baseball) and was pretty good, actually played for college team.  Jocasta gets fit of giggles, says “W. G. Spike!”, James gets fit of giggles too, Spike chuckles.  Not sure what joke is, what has cricket got to do with guy in black and white films who’d rather be in Philadelphia?  They just say, “It’s a British thing”.

 

Eventually find room with human hostages, big fight, we win, free hostages (with every ten gallons!).  Some of them are from Sunnydale, one is workmate of Xander’s, one is pizza guy who delivers to our house and Spike’s crypt, promises us free pizza.

 

No missing Slayer.  Search on.  Find room with wall carvings telling story of how sun went crazy, started killing people and not vampires, people started living underground, vamps (Ubies) killed them off.  Carvings not finished.

 

And the First Evil.  Waiting for us in the form of Abraham Lincoln.  Tells us we’ve won for now, says he has 65,000 Ubies hundreds of miles away at other Hellmouth, enjoy our victory while we can, then walks away singing “Gay Bar”, disappears into wall.

 

We find secret door, open it, prison cell containing missing Slayer Kat.  In one piece, although has had blood taken from her often.  Jocasta says blood has been used for scrying ritual.  Eww!  Great rejoicing from Anita.

 

Long trek back to Hellmouth, taking freed hostages with us.  Back in the caves is nasty surprise waiting, Claymore mine – well, property of US Army originally not Dawn Summers, also not large Scottish sword.  Boom type mine.  Lucky we hadn’t let guard down, thought things had been a bit easy at the end, so we spot it and don’t get blown to bits.

 

Then there is a huge monster waiting at this side of the Hellmouth.  Tentacles, great big mouth.  We’d fought things like it in the pyramid, but smaller.  Buffy says something like it tried to come through our Hellmouth once.  Spike chucks a grenade right into its mouth.  Burn baby burn.  We rock!

 

Then major wig time.  Unicorn speaks, says goodbye to us – in Tara’s voice!  No time to ask questions, are on way out of Hellmouth.

 

Emerge in Pittsburgh.  Greeted by Cyan, dancer girl.  The spike vanishes from Spike’s head, which is of the good.  Jubilation, relaxation, we rock.

 

Until Jocasta reads her e-mails.  Shit happens.  Major trouble in Whitby while we were gone, Sally the Super-Slayer missing, people dead.

 

And in Sunnydale.  Three Potentials dead, two injured.  Xander has lost an eye.  New Big Bad in town, tougher than Buffy and Faith put together.  So home again isn’t joyful and triumphant like I’d planned.

 

Goodbyes to Pittsburgh crowd, to Ampata (who has decided to stay there, can’t face seeing Xander again), to the Brits, to Tia Teresa.

 

Me and Spike head back to Sunnydale by ourselves.  Just the two of us, heading back into danger.  But I feel safe.  Because I know he’ll protect me until the end of the world.

 

Even if that happens to be tonight.

 

 

 

 

FIN

 

 

 

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