The Fist of the Hellmouth
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"Talk"
"Thought"
Chapter One
"Dammit, there goes my costume." Xander was now in a pinch, since here where no more toy guns. Principal Snyder had… ask to volunteer to take children Trick or Treating on Halloween and since he had a set of Army fatigues at home he just needed a gun to finish it.
He looks to the side and saw Buffy and Willow ogling over a century dress "Probably to try and impress DeadBoy." He thought sourly. He then look around some in hopes to find at least something, he saw several classic like Batman, Superman, Vampires (To which he keep away from), Ghosts, and many others. He was looking one of the racks when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye something caught his attention.
In one of the corners of the store, at the very back, it stood he didn't know what cause him to notice it since it was a pair of brown boots, dark blue jeans, and a sleeveless dark blue jacket with metal shoulder pads. There was also a leather bracer and some wraps, most likely for the other arm. At first he wasn't sure what to make of it when it suddenly it hit him like a bolt of lightening "No way, it can't be can it?" He knew who he was and immediately was looking for the price tag, sure it might cost some more but it was worth it. When he didn't find any he went directly to the front counter "How much for that costume in the corner?" he ask.
Ethan Rayne, Chaos Mage, trouble maker, and all around nutcase look up from the young man in front of him to the display he was pointing. "Mmmm, curious I don't remember this one before, at least not from my inventory. Do you know the character?"
At this Xander got a mischievous glint in his eyes "Let's just say that this man lives under the Star of Chaos and his path is full of Tears and Blood." Now that got the attention of Ethan since he couldn't recall any character like that let alone ever hearing of a Chaos Star. Yet at the same time he couldn't resist the chance that this might represent to spread more chaos on this night. "Well since apparently no one has notice it before and wasn't one of mine I'll let you have it in $15dlls what do you say?"
"SOLD!" he said "But I also need set to make some fake scars"
"No problem, those are near the entrance. I'll take this to the back to pack it and meet you at the counter." Nodding Xander went last piece of the costume. Meanwhile on the back, Ethan was looking at the costume knowing that something was amiss here since he didn't recall putting it in display but chalk it up to been left here by accident. So with that thought in mind he went to work on the costume and added a little extra kick to the spell knowing full well that the boy was in contact with good old Ripper. After half an hour he finishes and packs it quickly for delivery. After the boy pay and went out, as soon as the door click shut with the giggle of the bell Ethan couldn't help but feel a cold shiver up his spine. "Why do I get the feeling that I just make a very big mistake? Nah must be my imagination." Still for the rest of the day he couldn't stop the filling that something very terrifying was about to make its presence know soon.