Chapter 9 "Conversing With Dead People"
Giles had to take a long moment before he actually came to the conclusion that Jenny's spirit was near. He always wanted to see her again after she was killed by Angelus last year. He loved her so much and to find her body in his bed was horrible. When finding out that Angelus snapped her neck, he tried to kill the vampire. Luckily enough, Buffy was there to help him escape before Giles fell to the same fate Jenny had. It was bad enough that the vampire responsible was still alive. He put down his warm tea and stood up. Suddenly, he could feel another cool chill run down his spine.
The lights started to flicker and the clocks stopped. He couldn't grasp why Jenny would be doing this to him.
"Jenny, if this is you, give me a sign." he asked, looking all around for something. "Please." pleading a little more. Giles could feel a faint breeze on his shoulder, almost like a gentle touch. The sound of whispering filled his left ear and he cocked his head. No one was their to meet his eyes. Lost in thought, Giles couldn't hear Cordelia's constant ranting at his office door. She had been complaining about Oz's growling for some time. She believed it was because of her new scented body spray that she bought from April Fools awhile ago. They had a sale and she picked up a dozen.
"........and I told him he wasn't allowed to have any cookies. Wait, are you even listening to me?" she asked bitterly, resting her arm on her waist. "I've been pretty much held hostage here in this Library for my night and you're not even listening to me? I gotta tell you, roaming around all these dusty books every single waking hour of your day could do that to you."
"Cordelia!" Giles almost screamed, "Could you stop with your ranting and continue to do your bloody duties?" he asked twice. Cordelia's eyes widened and she scoffed.
"I was only helping. Fine, I'll be your slave." she said, walking out of the office. He turned after his little rage to look for Jenny, she wasn't there. Her beautiful image wasn't avaiable to his eyes anymore. He pondered how she could make her image appear without being a carrier of supreme magic. Giles read some text awhile back about astral-projection and how the human body can appear only as an image after thoroughly meditating. It would see a little far-fetched to assume that Jenny practiced that magic before her passing. She wasn't included in magics of that sorts, only of her coven. Giles often wondered if there was really such a thing as the proverbial God. Many different books have pondered the same question and struck questions within his complex mind.
They were against the clock, trying to locate Darla before anything happens to Willow. Bringing forth the Order of Aurelius is known for being a tricky ritual. Giles even know a couple of high-leveled witches that wouldn't be able to successfully complete the spell. The complex manner that is the text, predates anything that is said to be difficult. In other words, the ritual continues to take first place in the most challenging ritual competition. Giles turned around and noticed Jenny again. She slowly walked around his body, smiling. He could feel that she wanted to touch him, just once. "Why do you even try, Rupert?" she asked. Her voice lingered like a sustained echo in cavern. It started to give Giles the chills.
"What do you mean Jenny?" he questioned. She walked around him once again, biting her bottom lip.
"Buffy dosen't need you anymore. You put a strain on your life every waking hour and for what, her?" she asked. "In what prophecy have you read she needed assistance from an ex-Watcher?"
"I-I-I don't know what you mean. What are you coming at?"
"You know what I mean, Rupert. Face it, the Slayer doesn't need her british Watcher anymore. Buffy needs to learn how to save her friends on her own. She got her friends in this twisted world and she must take responsibility. The world may have its weight upon her small shoulders, but she needs to learn." Jenny continued. "The world would be much better without the slayer."
Giles couldn't listen to this nonsense. He didn't know what to say to the spirit of his lover. "Jenny, how could you say that? The world needs Slayers to function. Without the Chosen One, many lives would be unsavable. The balance would tip and people will die."
"Always condirdicting yourself. Remember when the Master was going to rise from the sunken church beneath Sunnydale? You had just finished reading that prophecy about the end of the Slayer. She was supposed to die and stay six feet under. Remember when you told me that you just wanted Buffy's life to end so all her suffering will disappear?" Jenny challenged. Giles couldn't remember that conversation at all. Though, he has been loosing some of his memory lately; probably because of age.
"I don't think we had that conversation. I don't remember this at all." Giles replied, lost in thought. Jenny stepped closer to him and smiled. Giles could almost feel her warm, sweet breath upon his face.
"Oh, you remember Rupert, you do." Jenny said. Giles backed away from her paranormal caressing touch.
"I know who you are." he said, gasping for air. Jenny smirked.
"Obviously silly, look at me." she said back, walking closer. Giles shook his head in doubt.
"Jenny would never go against the slayer. She came to protect her from Angelus!" shouted Giles. "You're the First Evil." he said.l The form of Jenny began to laugh, ehcoing in the cool air. Morbid chills began to run down his spine and goosebumps formed on his arms. He was in a confrontation with the First Evil; the one and only creator of the Hellmouth. A being manifested from all evil in existence, the First is an incorporeal entity that can assume the form of any person who has died, including vampires and dead persons who have been resurrected. Because of this it appears in various forms over the course of the series depending on who it is appearing to as a method of manipulation. For this reason, the First chose to become Jenny after he death in the hands of Sunnydales most brutal vampire, Angelus. Jenny's eyes turned black and like the speed of light, flashed away.
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Faith and Buffy ran through the forest, heading towards their destination. Buffy couldn't grasp the thought that Faith killed three people and didn't do anything about it. Not only does she not care about three lives she destroyed, Faith was loosing her humanity. Everything that made her a good person was quickly depleting. The harvest moon was full and of a pumpkin orange shade. As the darkness falls upon little Sunnydale, it was slithering through the bewitching woods. A forceful wind began to billow, pushing back Buffy and Faith as they advanced further into the darkness. The pungent scent of decaying leaves was carried by the damp, musty air. Buffy was now startled by the piercing, luminous eyes of an owl that was perched upon a skeletal branch of an oak tree. Chills started to run up and down Buffy's spine as animal sounds echoed throughout the barren trees. With the rising of a waxing, harvest moon, the woods are bathed in a sienna glow. The welcoming sight floods Buffy with a sudden sense of calm. Buffy had to say something to Faith, she couldn't let this situation just go. "Faith! Talk to me." she shouted. Faith chose not to hear a word and approached the old dilapidated gate.
"Let's get this done." Faith said, nudging whimpering Buffy. The two slayers faced the big fight ahead, each with their own train of thought. One, Buffy was feeling extreme guilt for not stopping Faith when she could had and two, Faith thought the fun was just starting.
To be continued........
Hey Everyone!!!! Long time no talk. I know I know, this story hasn't been updated in like five thousand years!!! I am so sorry for the longest wait ever on this. I got so busy and caught up in other stories during the summer that I couldn't get anything out on this, but now I did. I am totally back into this story and I hope that everyone continues to read the story after this chapter. Yes, I know it's a little shorter than all the rest, but I wanted to get this out there so people know I'm still writing this story, I just suffered some crazy writers block! :D Now, without further ado, a big thank you to all who have contributed to the number of reviews this story has achieved.
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