‘ un-fucking-believable. ’ {Jeremy Gilbert}
Buffy had been told that Mystic Falls was just like Sunnydale. On the vampire side of things, yes it was. There were even two kinds. But, there were no demons, no Hellmouth, and no big bad planning to bring on an apocalypse. And that was just fine with her. She was currently finishing a sweep now. She could've easily dusted this guy, but where was the fun in that? "You're gonna die, sla-" Buffy staked the vampire before he could finish his sentence and crumbled into dust. "What was that?" Buffy taunted at the dust at her feet. "Sorry, but I don't speak dust."
"Un-fucking-believable," she heard from behind her.
Buffy spun around to see a dark-haired, dark-eyed boy staring at her, mouth agape. Well, maybe boy was the wrong word. He looked about Dawn's age. He was holding some kind of gun and he was wearing something on his back. She could tell because she could see a strap, but she didn't know what it was.
"Nice mouth," Buffy said. "Who are you?"