The Tashian demon stepped by the Sunnydale sign and smiled to herself, running a hand through her long red hair. She blinked a few times, her bright green eyes scanning the area. She began walking down the road, the cold wind blowing her satin skirt, revealing her long thin legs. She walked barefoot on the cold pavement, broken glass breaking under her weight, unable to penetrate her hard skin.
A car drove up to her as her green eyes flashed to the driver. He rolled down his window and stuck his head out, whistling to her as she stared at him. "Need a ride? I will ride you anywhere, as long as you ride me afterwards!" The man shouted obnoxiously as she walked to the car, looking to him.
"Tell me where I can find the Slayer." She spoke to him, her voice as light and soft as an angel and flowed like music. Her face was expressionless, as she stared at the man with her eyes, expecting him to know where to find her.
"I don't know who the Slayer is… but why don't you come in and I can warm you up some." The man said rudely, reaching out to grasp her arm. She pulled back, angry for not knowing where the Slayer was and she reached out, lifting the man by his neck and pulling him out of his car, from the window.
The man gasped, grabbing her arms, trying to get a deep breath as he struggled to breathe. The demon stopped, hearing noise as she looked away from the man, looking around. She dropped the man and walked away from him as he gasped.
"I can hear her." The Tashian demon said to herself as she continued down the road, following the bond that she connected with the Slayer. She walked until she came upon a Graveyard and walked in, concentrating to find the petite Slayer. She came upon a clearing as she paused, seeing the Slayer with a man. The demon recognized the man as a vampire as the Slayer stabbed him with her stake, turning him to dust.
The demon just smiled, walking up to Buffy, who heard the demon and turned slowly, her stake raised. "Buffy Anne Summers, the Vampire Slayer." The demon said in her voice, causing Buffy to jump. She regained her stance and frowned, her face serious and grim, ready to fight the demon.
"Yeah, nice to meet you too. Wish to meet Mr. Pointy? He seems eager to get close." Buffy mocked, her stake still raised, as she stayed in fighting stance, staring at this woman… or demon… she didn't look exactly human, but her beauty was striking, it even put Buffy in slight shock.
"I need to read you." The demon said, walking right up to Buffy and touching her hands to Buffy's head. Buffy tried slamming the stake into her heart but the wood broke as Buffy held the wooden shards in her hands, in shock as she was about to kick the demon away when she was stopped by a pain shooting through her head. Buffy cried out as she crumbled to the ground.
The demon turned and walked away, before disappearing in a bright green puff of smoke. She reappeared underground, in a large cavern as she walked up to a tall man, who sat on a large maroon canopy bed. "You have it?" The man asked, sitting up. The demon made her way to him and nodded.
"Good, dip your hand in the pot." The man said, gesturing to a large bubbling caldron. The demon nodded and she slid her hand in, everything in Buffy's mind rushed in, making the water swirl as she slid her hand back out.
The man walked over, looking into the water as it went still. "Good, good… we can kill her now… and have fun with it as well… Ah, there's Angel. They have an interesting tale… and I have an idea. I say we kill the Slayer off in a creative way." The man said, smirking as he closed his eyes, concentrating.
Cordelia Chase leaned back in her chair, blowing a bubble with her gum, bored out of her mind when the bubble popped and she cried out, leaning forward as her head felt like it was being pounded in.
"Cordy! You okay?" Angel cried out, pulling her and her chair back, waiting for her to regain her senses. She was breathing fast as her eyes fluttered. "What did you see? What is it?"
Cordelia slammed her fist on the desk. "I wish Doyle was alive just so I could kick his ass!" Cordelia cried out, her head throbbing as she grabbed a glass of water and downed it.
"Cordelia, the vision." Wesley said, walking over to her, waiting anxiously to find out what it was. He looked at Angel who looked back, impatient as Cordy took her time to evaluate those things she had just seen.
"Okay… I saw… Sunnydale." Cordelia said slowly, her face frowning. "No way in hell I am coming with you back to Sunnyhell." Cordelia said, crossing her arms, glaring to Angel. "Then there was a beautiful woman… I mean really… I wonder how she got her hair like that…"
"Cordy!" Angel growled, wondering if Buffy was in trouble again. Last time he went to go see her it didn't end well, she came back to LA, furious he avoided her and… the rest he didn't want to think about.
"Oh right, well, it's definitely danger to the Slayer. Everyone is controlled by a man... I see a cauldron, and a man standing over it with the woman… no, she is a demon. It's blurry." Cordelia tried to explain as she strained her eyes.
"Can you draw the demon? And the man as well?" Wesley asked, grabbing a pad of yellow paper and a pencil and handing it to Cordelia. Cordelia nodded and tried to draw them to the best of her abilities. She made a rough sketch and handed the notebook back to Wesley, who stared at it a moment, studying it.
"Wesley, bring your books in the car if you have to. We are going now." Angel said, grabbing his coat and putting it on. He looked to Cordelia and frowned. "Fine, you stay here, we will be back as soon as we can. Wes, now."
"Oh uh, yes." Wesley said faintly, still looking at the picture as he grabbed his coat and walked towards the door, not really noticing what was going on as he walked right into the door. "Oh!" Welsye said, stumbling back and looking at the door a few minutes in a slight daze.
"Can do!" Cordelia said cheerfully, glad she wasn't going back to Sunnyhell as she frowned for a moment. "Wait, what if we get a customer? I can't exactly slay or stake anything."
"We will be back as soon as we can, just take their number and I will get back to them." Angel replied distractedly, opening the door and covering his head with his jacket as he made his way to the car and got in. Wesley followed behind Angel and got into the car as Angel started it up.
"Back to Sunnydale… great." Wesley said, pausing to look up from his notebook.
"This is great… we didn't even have to ask for them to come." The man said, looking up from his cauldron and walking over to the Tashian demon, giving her a kiss. "Let's us watch as they go right into our trap, and I can kill the damn Slayer."