Hey guys! I'm back with a new story! This is a Buffy the Vampire Slayer fanfic. There is a slight Evil!Angel and BuffySpike in it. There is also a femslash later on. DawnOc. So here it is! Hope you enjoy! Oh, and by the way, this takes place before Joyce dies and during the time Glory is around. And I made Dawn 16 not 14.

Disclaimer: Grr, I wish I owned it... sorry guys...

"Hello?" A girl called, stepping into the Magick Shop, her small white sundress dancing around her legs. Her hair was long, falling in pure white curls and around her strangely bright green eyes. She wore no shoes on her feet and a silver chain hung from her neck, a purple stone with a woman on it dangled from the chain.

"Is any one here?" She called, blinking when an older man came up a few stairs and smiled at her.

"Hello," The man smiled. "May I help you with something? Help you find anything?"

The girl glanced around, "Do you have a h-healing stone? Or herbs maybe?" She asked softly, looking innocently up at the man. He nodded and turned, grabbing a small box from the top shelf of the wall. He handed it to her and she opened it, glancing wearily at the large blue stone. "Does it heal bad wounds?" She whispered.

The man frowned. "May I ask why? Are you hurt?"

"Yes." the girl said, ticking her head to the side. "Will it work?"

"Yes it should work. May I see your wound?" He asked, his British accent dripping off his tongue. She pulled the hem of her dress up and exposed a large cut, jagged and dripping blood under a messy cloth trying to stop the bleeding. "My god. That looks terrible. Here, sit please." The girl sat in a chair silently as the old man turned the OPEN sign to CLOSED. Pulling out a first aid kit, the man smiled. "What's your name?"

She looked up. "I have many."

"My name's Ruper..."

"Giles. Yes, I am aware. I know much about you." She flinched, her fists clenching in the cloth as Giles stitched up her leg.

"You know me?" He asked, lifting her leg to wrap it in a bandage. "Alright. Tell me the name you go by mainly. The one people call you the most." Giles said, glancing down at the girl as he stood and wiped his hands off. "And after that, why don't you tell me what happened to you, who did this to you?" He asked.

The girl blinked again, ticking her head. "Many call me..."

The door flew open and a man and two women came in. The man was rather large and awkward with brown hair and large eyes. The shorter girl had red hair, wearing a long red skirt and a black blouse. A smile was dancing across her face, smiling at the taller girl next to her. That girl had long blonde hair with brown highlights. She glanced up and frowned. "Mr. Giles, who's this? I thought the store was closed."

"What?" The man looked up before pulling off his glasses to clean them. "Oh yes, it is closed. Erm, this is... this is..."

The girl stood politely and held out a hand. "My name is Lillith. And you are Willow, Alexander and Tara."

"Um... Yes." Willow began, her eyebrows pulling together.

The girl frowned. "You are confused. Why?"

"Because, I don't know you, but you know me... us... How do you know us?" She asked, stepping closer to the girl. "You do look familiar though. Have we met?"

Lillith shook her head. "No we have not met. I know everybody, even though I have been asleep for a very long time. I do believe I fell asleep in the later 1800's. What time is it now may I ask?" She glanced around the shop. "This magick shoppe is very advanced, very... organized." She complimented, having a slight trouble thinking of the word.

"Thank you." Giles said, pride swelling in him. "Now do tell me, what happened to your leg?"

She glanced down at the jagged mark and frowned. "Angelus was not happy that I was back."

"Angel?" Everyone glanced up at the voice.

Buffy stood in the doorway, Dawn right behind her. Her eyes were wide and her eyebrows pulled together. "What about Angel? Is he here?"

Lillith shook her head. "No, he is in Los Angelus. Angelus was not please with me visiting him." Her fingers rubbed absently at the wound on her leg and she looked up at the slayer. "Do you know Angelus? Darla and Drucilla were not with him in LA." She said, looking at the others in the room. Her eyes landed on Dawn. "Who are you? I do not know you."

"You said earlier you knew everyone." Giles muttered, cleaning his glasses again. "And Darla is dead. Drucilla left a long while ago."

"Darla is dead?" She nodded before looking back at Dawn. "I do know everyone. Everyone that's... alive. Who are you?" Lillith stood, taking a step towards the slightly taller 16 year old. "I can't read you. You're, shiny. What are you?"