LXH Recruitment Drive

They have joined together to fight injustice knowing that their combines efforts could make a bigger splash than themselves alone. Buffy summers didn't have much of an idea who Sydney could be or what part she might play in this but it was the name she had been given.

She knew it might be next to impossible to find this woman in the middle of this corporate event - a Halloween costume party for the wealthiest of men in business. It was easy enough to score a pass, apparently the business mogul types were in **** need of attractive young girls.

Buffy stepped up to the gate, presenting the small card with the single red 'S' on it. The two overgrown guards sharing a look then a smile before returning their stare to the slayer.

'Another one...pretty too...maybe after the party we might be seeing you sweetheart' one guard stated as the other began to open the gate.

Buffy was confused by his words but continued to walk passed him figuring it best not to start any trouble before finding her target. She smiled shyly as she walked passed the other, his firm hand guiding her along with a sharp smack on her seat. The short blond paused in their tracks her hands fisting themselves prepared to strike.

But before the girl could make a reply she heard the gun cock directly behind her.

'Nahhh Blondie, don't be stupid now just follow the path' the first guard urged.

She continued as her hands relaxed, her booted feet playing along the stone pathway. She could hear the other guard chuckle as he closed the gate.

'Stupid cunt.' the faint words making her cringe as she let him get away with it, convincing herself that shed get her ****.

She continued to the back entrance, convinced that she saw the main entrance lit up with limos and men in suits entering. She didn't have much time to spy as another guard called for her instantly taking her by the arm and hurrying her to a back entrance.

Buffy was becoming tired of this cowtowing to these brutes but checked herself again as she was placed at the end of a line of pretty girls.

She looked around at all the insanely tall model types all seeming to be out of their minds with confusion. From the conversations around her Buffy could pick up that all these girls were given a card and thought they were coming to a model social party.

A commotion began as a trio of guards were shoving and holding a young girl as she thrashed about. She was wearing an expensive tuxedo and a pretty convincing set of false facial hair. Buffy cranes her neck as most of the girls quieted to watch. By all accounts it could have been a slender man they were restraining if not for the constant references to 'her' by the men. That and the fact the shirt had been torn open to reveal a small recording device taped to her chest between her cleavage.

Buffy took a hunch as the men carried the struggling woman passed them. The pretty girl's hair coming loose as it was taken by a male fist to subdue her. she didn't scream but only began ranting to the models surrounding her about this being a trick that they were lambs and being used.

The girl in the disguise was instantly quieted by a baton to her stomach. She went limp raising a leg before slumping helplessly in their arms. Buffy could tell a fake when she saw one. This girl was a good actress but perhaps not good enough to not be caught.

As the ushered her passed Buffy took her chance with a simple whisper of 'Sydney'.

Her gamble has worked, the brunette lifted and turned her head to the small blonde that had called her name.

Sydney Bristow could kick herself for giving away her fake unconsciousness. The guards stopped looking to both girls.

'She was fuckin fakin and the short Blondie...' the large man stated aiming the rifle at Buffy as the surrounding girls yelled and scattered from her.

'Take her too, the rest of you go inside you will be safe there.' another guard holding Sydneys hair ordered.

But Buffy summers had had enough, lifting her head it was obvious what was coming next. She gave them a knowing smile that even Sydney gave a notice too.

'let her go boys, she's with me' Buffy ordered.

'yeah princess??? What you gonna do?' the third guard questioned as he released Syds waist.