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Spoilers: Primarily season 2 Halloween but may include any episode.

Summary: Buffy, Willow and Xander change into different people.

Friday, October 31, 1997
Ethan sits before his altar chanting "Janus, evoco vestram animam. Exaudi meam causam. Carpe noctem pro consilio vestro. Veni, appare et nobis monstra quod est infinita potestas."

Janus, I invoke your spirit. Hear my plea. Seize the night for your own reason. Come, appear and show to us that which is infinite power.>

"Persona se corpum et sanguium commutandum est. Vestra sancta praesentia concrescet viscera. Janus! Sume noctem!"

The mask transforms itself into flesh and blood. Your holy presence curdles the heart. Janus! Take the night!>

He raises his head and with a grim grin intones a single word "Showtime!"

A vampire clad student is escorting a group of costume clad kids as they walk by Buffy's group coming back from a house. She crouches down to see what they've got asking "What did Mrs. Davis give you?"

They all pull out toothbrushes.

She grimaces "She must be stopped. Let's hit one more house. We still have a few more minutes before I need to get you back." as she says. While standing up a wind begins to blow. She senses something isn't quite right. Suddenly she blinks and her eyes seem to shine golden in the night. She blinks again and her eyes are back to normal.

Willow follows her charges along the porch to the door pleading "C'mon, guys." One of the kids with a green monster mask on his head rings the bell and steps back. An old lady answers the door. The kid pulls it down over his face.

The kids cry "Trick-or-treat!"

The old lady gushes "Oh, my goodness, aren't you adorable!" She looks down into her empty candy bucket. "Oh, dear! Am I all out? . . . I could've sworn I had more candy."

The kid wearing a red rubber cap with horns morphs into a horned, red skinned monster.

As she bends down "I'm sorry, mister monster. Maybe I..."

The kid with the green mask has changed into a monster also, and grabs the lady by the neck and begins to choke her . The other kids scream and run away.

"No! Let her go!" At Willow's cry the red monster attacks the green one, and he lets go of the lady. The two monsters are at each other's throats. "Stop! What're you doing!"

As the lady scrambles back into the house and slams the door shut. "Stop! Hey!"

As the two monsters keep fighting, Willow suddenly starts to feel dizzy. As she starts to loses her balance, she leans against the house.

Joyce Summers looks over the soiree at the gallery as the eldritch wind flows through the night, while she mingles with the patrons. One of the more enthusiastic couples garbed as a knight and his lady greet her "Ah, there you are Mrs. Summers. Lovely evening. A most interesting costume if I may say."

"Mr. And Mrs. Mason, so nice of you to join us tonight." She smiles knowingly while furling her wings up and away from the punch bowl, a glint of humor in her eyes. "And how is little Brian doing?"

"Fine, fine. Thank you for asking. . . . I wanted to ask ..." as they pass away from the door,

Joyce's tail subtly twisting and waving as they walk.

Xander stands there watching all the parents and children running panicked around him. As the sounds of things being thrown and windows being broken echo through the darkness, he jerks back like he's just been hit by something. He bends over slightly, looks down and lowers his toy rifle. Slowly he straightens back up and surveys the scene around him. He raises his rifle again and cradles the fully automatic P-90 in his hands. He shoulders the weapon and spins around, scanning for a threat. When he doesn't immediately find one, he takes the rifle from his shoulder and holds it at rest.
She stands up from the wall, pulling the sheet off over her head. "Nan desu ka" What the? as she looks around at the suburban night. The two monsters fighting and growling, draw her attention. "Boomers" she curses softly. Taking advantage of them being absorbed in their struggle, she backs off the porch slowly. Several rifle shots draw her attention and she turns to look. She cautiously makes her way toward the armed soldier as he seems to have some idea of what's going on.

As she walks out into the street and comes up behind him, he turns around warily her and looks up at her "Willow?" relief lighting up his face.

She stands there warily watching him.

"It's me, Xander!"

"Xander San o sirimasen desu." I don't know any Xander.

"Willow, quite messing around. This is no time for jokes."

A monster appears across the street, growling. Xander swings the rifle at it. It runs away.

"Nan des . . ." she takes a moment to calm herself down "What the hell's going on here?" still speaking with a Japanese accent

"You don't know me?" At her quick head shake, he grimaces. Suddenly his face goes white, looking over her shoulder. "Buffy!"

"Who is this Buffy?"

"Someone I thought died years ago. She's a friend like you." as he jogs over to her, Willow keeping with him for now.

"Are you okay, Buffy?"

"Who is this Buffy?" she counters with a strong Italian accent.

The monster returns with a friend, and they both roar as they approach. Xander shoulders his P- 90 again and takes aim. He fires off a couple of rounds at the approaching monster's feet. They turn tail and run. Xander slowly lowers his rifle. "Perhaps we should get inside so that we can figure what the hell is going on around here without having to worry about getting eaten."

Willow pops up "Who's Buffy?" as the three start to walk cautiously.

Another monster comes around the tree behind Buffy and roars, fangs bared and claws raised to attack. Buffy and Willow scream and back off. Xander jumps in and whacks the monster across the face with the butt of his rifle, knocking it down and out.

Xander: "I suggest we get inside before we come across anything..."

Buffy screams as she jumps in front of a tree "How wonderful! If only Da Vinci could see this." as a sport utility vehicle comes driving down the street with its headlights on.

Willow: "It's just a car".

Buffy "And just what is a car?"

Willow: "Is this woman insane?"

Xander "She's never seen a car."

Willow "She's never seen a car?"

Xander "She's from the past. . . Oh, this is fun." turning towards Buffy "What year is this?"

Buffy replies in a confused voice "1685, I believe. I don't understand. Who are you?"

"We're friends. I'm Sergeant Alexander Harris, United States Army. As far as I'm aware, the year is 2019. Call me Xander"

Willow cuts in "Priscilla Asagiri of Japan, Priss for short. I think that it's 2035 "

"Isabella Rosellinia, originally Italy, now of Paris, France. You may call me Isabella." she takes a deep breath "Friends of yours? Your dress... Everything is strange! How did I, . . did we come to be here?"

Xander looks up "You guys really love screwing with us don't you. How are we supposed to get

through this without the Slayer?"

Willow asks "What's a Slayer?" while Buffy looks on knowingly.

"We'll talk after we get inside. I know a place, I think."

"You don't know?" the two girls in unison. They look at each other, faces set in similar expressions of surprise.

"Hey, it's been almost twenty years for me. But this looks very familiar." shaking his head, he leads them.

Xander pushes open the door and scans the room. "Hello? Mrs. Summers?" he pauses a moment listening "Good, she's gone."After they enter he closes the door.

Buffy "Where are we?"

"Your place. Now we just need to..."

They're interrupted by a banging at the front door. Xander goes to investigate, and Willow and Buffy follow.

Willow: "Don't open it!"

Xander: "Could be a civilian."

Willow: "Or a mini boomer."

Buffy notices a picture on a table and goes over to look. She picks it up, and sees it's of her wearing a spaghetti strap top. She turns around as Willow comes over to her and looks at it too.

Buffy points toward her "This... this could be me. How?"

Xander "It is you. Buffy, can't you remember at all?"

"It seems vaguely familiar, like a dream. I, I don't understand any of this! Uh, uh, th..."

"That's okay Bu... uhm Isabella" He smiles before turning and scanning the outside through one of the small windows in the door. He moves away just as a monster punches through the glass and reaches for him. It pulls its hand back as Xander raises his P-90.

Xander lets loose a volley of bullets. Willow winces at the noise. Buffy bows her head and covers her ears. Rolling away from the door when he's finished his burst, "Big noise scare monster, remember?" amusement shining on his face as he explains.

"Got it."

They hear a woman screaming outside. Xander looks outside yet again. "Damn it!"

He opens the door and goes out to rescue whomever it is, pulling the door closed behind him.

Buffy runs up to Willow so that they can see what he's doing.

Cordelia screams as she runs from a large furry humanoid. "Somebody help me!"She looks back over her shoulder at the monster chasing her and screams yet again. When she turns back around again she plows into him. "Xander! Help me!"

"Come inside! Hurry!"

He takes her by her elbow and leads her to the house. Inside Willow watches through the window. They quickly come in through the door. Once they're through Buffy pushes the door shut behind them.

"Cordelia! Are you okay?" As he turns a locks the door.

"Wait a... What's going on?"

"Okay, your name is Cordelia, you're not a cat, you're in high school, and we're sort of your friends."

Cordelia: "That's nice, Xander. And you went mental when?"

"You know us?"

Cordelia: "Yeah. Lucky me. What's with the name game?"

"A lot's going on."

"No kidding. I was just attacked by Jo-Jo, the Dog-Faced Boy. Look at my costume!" She gestures at the tears in her costume. "Do you really think that Partytown's gonna give me my deposit back? Not likely."

Xander has taken his shirt off and puts it around her shoulders. "Here."

"Thanks." she looks around the them "What's that riff?"

"We're under a spell, okay? We think that we're somebody else. Allow me to introduce Isabella Rosellinia." as he waves to Buffy who graciously nods her head. And this is Priss."

Willow just nods. "Yo."

"And you?"

"Sergeant Alexander Harris, U.S. Army at your service. Cordy, could you look for a phone. I'll

take these two upstairs to raid Buffy's weapons."

Cordelia: "Who died and made you the boss?"

"Fourteen years of service. Do you know what to do? Oh, and when Angel shows up, make sure to lock the door behind him. I'll check the upstairs while I'm there."

Several monsters are chasing screaming people down the street as Spike strolls merrily along. Car alarms wail their cries to the uncaring shadows cast from the flaring fires scattered here and there.

"Well! This is just... neat!"

"Ladies, this is Buffy's room. I think that the weapons are stored in the trunk." He steps out, pulling the door shut behind him.

Willow sees a picture on the wall by the mirror during her scan of the room. "Whoa!"

Buffy interrupts her examination of the room to pick it up. It's of the three of them. She looks back and forth between it and into the mirror. "He might just be right. I know that this is not my face. And yet here it is." She brings her left hand to her cheek.

"This isn't the face I recognize either." She looks into Buffy's eyes. "I'll accept his explanation for now, as unlikely as it sounds."

Buffy opens the closet and looks in. "Perhaps we should change into something more practical while we're here. Fighting in this is ridiculous."

"Yeah, this getup don't give any protection either."

The door opens and Xander peeks in. "I thought you were getting weapons."

"We have decided that a change of clothing is required. I for one, simply cannot defend myself effectively in this gown. And her clothing, while quite appealing, have little value in a conflict."

She turns, grabs the trunk and pulls it out and opens it. After removing the tray, she looks up at Xander "What are we fighting?"

"I'm worried about vampires mainly. Stake to the heart, decapitation, fire and sunlight will kill them, holy water burns and crosses repel." They gather up a selection stacking them in Xander's arms. He takes them downstairs while the girls get changed.

They begin to change into jeans and blouses. As she begins to button up her blouse, Buffy glances at the mirror, noticing what a lovely body Willow, Priss, whatever her name was, has. The flat stomach; the slender, round thighs tapering down toward her knees after which they swelled slightly into graceful calves. She slowly raises her gaze following those thighs up to a shapely derriere. That flat stomach rising from her hidden delights and leading up to a pair of small, but perfectly shaped, breasts covered by her bra. As her gaze drifts up, she comes at last to that red framed vision. A smile gracing her elfin features, as she looks into enchanting green eyes.

Lightly blushing, she speaks "I must apologize if I have cause you any distress, but such a vision of exquisite beauty is such a rare occurrence that I simply could not help myself." Taking Willow's hand, she lifts and bestows a kiss upon it.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Isabella?" as she slips a blouse on.

"That would depend on whether or not I am succeeding." she smiles at Willow, one that seems to make the room as bright as day before it returns to a look of mild confusion. "It is so strange to that I can recognize a light switch even though I can not recall ever seeing such a thing before.

There are items that if I just pause for a moment, I know how to use, things that I have never seen before. It is most confusing."

"It's hard. to find yourself in a place and time that is so different from what you're used to." And with that she hugs Buffy, who returns it.

Angel rushes into the kitchen, pushing the door shut behind him as he starts toward the living room.

"Hey, don't you know any better? Lock the door."

Spinning around, surprise evident, "Cordelia? What are you doing here?"

"Looking for the phone and making sure no monsters sneak in by locking the door."

"Where's Buffy?"

"Upstairs with Willow and Xander looking for weapons. But she's not Buffy now."

"Huh. I'm a little lost here. What do you mean she's not Buffy now?"

"They don't know who they are, save for Xander, everyone's turned into a monster or something, it's a whole big thing." as she actually locks the door. "How are you?"

Just after Cordelia turns from the door, something smashes into it, shaking the door on it's hinges. Face plastered against the door is the student escort in a vampire costume. He shakes the door, grows and fades back into the shadows.

"Guess we should barricade the doors while we're at it."

"Don't bother dead boy, Queen C. I don't think we'll be here long enough for it to matter." as he comes into the kitchen and sets his load on the isle.