"Anyway I'm going on patrol" Said Buffy, "So I'll see you later tonight"
Giles nodded nervously as she strode from the room, grabbing a few stakes as she went. The night air was slightly cold against Buffys skin, giving her goose pimples, and she shuddered slightly. She loved the feeling of the cold air on her hot body as it cooled her down after the intense training sessions she often under went. Buffy strode through the dark, quiet streets heading purposefully for the graveyard which was often a hot spot for evil activity in Sunnydale. She smiled to herself enjoying the thought of taking her anger out on something which could feel pain. Upon reaching the graveyard Buffy immediately saw a dark, suspicious figure walking between gravestones some distance away, and with the speed and stealth of a ninja she darted off in silent pursuit.
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