By Marcus L. Rowland
"So the monks made you from your sister," said Glory, "but you are the Key."
"Actually," said Dawn, "it's more complicated than that."
"Really," Glory said sceptically.
"Near as I can figure it, there's some of Buffy in me, some of mom, and quite a lot of my cousin."
"Yeah. It's freaky, he's a guy. I guess the monks wanted me to protect myself."
"He's a fighter?"
"Scott's a mutant," said Dawn, taking off her red glasses. "And with all the stress you've given me my powers have activated. Burn in Hell, bitch."
The heat rays incinerated Glory before she could reply.