The last bit of light what dimming when Buffy, Willow, and Giles showed up at the cemetery. Xander came trotting up from the other direction,
"How's Anya?"
"Strange and annoying."
"So where do you think this jerk is hiding at?"
At the far end of the cemetery was a plain hill unadorned by trees or gravestones; Buffy pointed to it, "There."
"Oh hilltop, given his penchant for drama it certainly does make sense." Giles said.
"Alright, let's go."
As they departed Spike stealthily slid into the group's fold, joining them on their walk. Xander turned, saw him, made a strange noise that was a combination of surprise and disgust, choked it down, and said, "That's really creepy."
"I thought you said you weren't going to watch this." Buffy asked with her statement,
"And I'm not. I got two good fists and I plan to use'em."
"Spike, what I said before about having to do this, I meant it, I do. Alone."
"Well that's a load of bollocks; this isn't some cheezy hollywood film, two more pair of fists won't hurt."
"I haveta to say I'm with fangy."
"Guys, it means a lot to me you'd do that but he'd kill you, all of you, and probably use your bodies as weapons."
"Well that's grotesque."
"Yeah, I'm not sure why I said that."
"Got the point across."
They stopped in front of the rising hill looking like five shadow puppets against a backdrop too large.
"So," Giles said, "You know the plan?"
"Yep, get the ring off of him and then let Willow work her mojo."
"Right, and remember, we're not positive if this demon's strength comes from the ring, and I'm not terribly curious to find out."
"Alright," Xander said, "This is the final set piece. Lights," He looks up towards the moon, "Cameras?" He looks around and then shrugs, "Aaaand..."
Buffy steps forward towards the hill to begin to make her way to the top, "Action."
