I wasn't really going to put this in until Monday, but I decided to put it in now. This is a pretty weird idea that I had. I just decided to write it because I was bored. I wanted to see if it would work and I think it turned out alright. It might seem confusing at first, but I hope things get explained okay towards the end. It's not that long of a story either. Just something short that I thought of. Okay, I guess this would take place in the beginning of a different Season 6. This means that Buffy never died. She's also a much nicer Buffy. I hope you guys would like it. Reviews would be good to let me know how I'm doing. I'm always up for comments!

Prologue

Dawn was walking home from her friend's house one night. She took a short cut through the cemetery and knew that Buffy would yell at her for that later, but she was already late enough as it is. She was humming to herself, when she heard a loud growl and knew that it had to be a demon. She tried not to be afraid as she ran to where the sound was. What she saw was a huge, green demon standing over someone that was lying on the ground. Dawn hoped the demon wouldn't notice her as she moved closer to get a better look at the person that seemed to be unconscious. It was then that she recognized him. She would know that bleached head anywhere. The demon finally sensed her and moved his yellow eyes on her. Dawn was frozen in fear, until the demon then turned and ran in the other direction. She sighed in relief and then ran over to Spike's side. She kneeled down next to him and tried to shake him awake. "Spike, come on. You have to get up. You're not gonna let some demon beat you. You're stronger than that." She continued to shake him, when he finally moved. He let out a groan and Dawn sighed in relief again as Spike's eyes opened to stare right at her. He then sat up with a start and moved away from her. Dawn didn't understand what was wrong and why he was looking confused. He looked around at his surroundings for a few seconds and then rested his eyes back on her. "Spike, are you okay?" Dawn asked in a shaky voice and Spike raised his eyebrows at her question.

"Who's Spike?" He asked her and this time Dawn raised her eyebrows, but he wasn't finished with his questions. "Who are you?" He wondered and Dawn figured he hit his head or something.

"You don't know who you are? You don't even know who I am?" Spike shook his head.

"No, should I?" Dawn ran her fingers through her hair and then thought of something else.

"Do you know who Buffy is?" Spike looked like he was thinking it over and then shook his head again.

"No, is that actually a person's name?" He sounded amused and Dawn grew even more worried. It had to be serious if Spike didn't even know who her sister was.

"Okay, I think that demon seriously messed with your head or something. We need to get out of here." She said as she stood up and pulled him up also.

"Demon? Are you sure I'm the one with the messed up head?" Spike asked her and she rolled her eyes.

"Just trust me, something isn't right. You can't just forget everything in one day. Your name is, Spike. I'm Dawn and we're friends. You're kinda like a big brother to me." Spike took in what she was saying.

"Is that why I feel protective of you and worry that you're out this late?" Dawn smiled at him.

"Yeah, that would be why." She stated.

"So, how old are you?" He asked her.

"I'm 15; I can handle being out this late. My sister on the other hand is gonna kill me, so we really have to go. She could probably help you." Dawn told him as she grabbed his hand and started to pull him toward her house.

"There are two of you? Should I be worried?" Spike said and Dawn had to laugh.

"I think you'll be fine. I'm positive you'll like Buffy." Spike nodded and again wondered who would name their child Buffy. He guessed he couldn't argue about that. His name wasn't so great either.