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Death Comes Knocking

Willow burst out the house second only to Fred. Even though she was only seconds behind her, Fred had already made a path of bloody destruction in her wake ripping heads and tearing the hearts out of every vamp and demon she came in contact with. Willow shivered slightly at the easy ruthlessness in which Winifred Burkle killed her prey. If there was any doubt that she still had Illyria in her those doubts were shockingly assuaged at seeing her fight the enemy.

Knowing that Winifred would be more than fine she looked out across the yard and saw that Buffy was busy with her on entourage of vampires surrounding her. Buffy easily and vicariously took out the vamps that attacked with a smile on her face and a song in her heart. Flipping over several vamps, she stretched out like death from above and staked unsuspecting vampires. Samantha was at Buffy's back and she went through vampires like a tornado. A vamp tried his hand at brute force and tried to manhandle Samantha thinking she was the weaker of the two. He paid for that mistake dearly as she broke his hold easily and swung the Ax with all her slayer strength and took his head. As his head hobbled across the yard, it still had the look of disbelief upon it.

Willow continued to scope the yard and noticed Spike being cornered by the enemy and could not find a way of escape. Willow let loose a fireball that easily consumed two of the vamps blocking Spikes path. Spike looked over to her with a raised eyebrow and nodded a thank you before he continued his fight. Neither one of them noticed Drusilla slowly making her way towards him with thoughts of resireing him like she had done her grand mum Darla.

She noticed Sam and Michael Emerson fighting bravely. What they lacked in power they made up for in speed and ingenuity. Not getting into hand-to-hand combat with the vamps but taking them out with nifty makeshift weapons. She quickly came over to assist when one vamp tried to take Sam from behind before she reached the two of them, Sam quickly and without turning around staked the vamp with the makeshift stake under his sleeve.

She laughed as he looked at her and shrugged. "Learned that move from the frog brothers," Sam said smiling at her.

"Frog brothers? Please tell me they're not actually life sized frogs," Willow asked with a shiver.

Sam looked at her crazily. "Big scary dark haired, dark eyed lesbian witch that could take someone out with a thought and you're afraid of frogs, go figure."

Willow shrugged as she burnt a vamp from the inside out and Sam looked quite petrified. "Everyone has something that they fear Sam."

"Yeah and you're mine," Sam said laughing nervously.

"Forgive my brother Willow he can be quite the idiot sometimes," Michael exclaimed in exasperation to his brother's lack of anything considered intelligence.

Willow noticed that Xander had stayed behind to watch over a very frightened Star. He was keeping her in the house or trying to as she was fighting to see that her family was okay.

Soon the enemy thinned and scattered, running for their lives. Buffy was quite upset that it had been excessively easy to get rid of the enemy.

"Well that was kind of anticlimactic don't you think," Buffy frowned.

"Speak for yourself gorgeous, I was fighting for my life there," Sam said as he came up to her and tried to put an arm around her. She slapped it down and smirked at him.

Samantha looked around and her heart skipped a beat. That got Fred attention, what Sam asked next made her heart ache as well. "Hey everyone where is William." Sam asked in a childlike voice.

Fred looked frantically around the yard and noticed that Drusilla was missing also, and before anyone blinked, Fred was giving chase in hopes of rescuing her friend the half-breed. She shook her head as the term of endearment that Illyria used for Spike seemed to be stuck in her brain. Buffy and Willow both went out in search of the ex vampire in hopes that it wasn't too late.

As everyone looked around for Spike, someone quickly came out of the shadows like a bat out of hell and change Samantha Emerson's life forever.

Xander never made it out of the house completely; he was knocked unconscious as Star hurried out of the house to make sure her family was safe. As she came up on Michael she felt something wet and worm dripping down her neck and she reached up to touch it and came back with her own blood. For seconds that felt like several minutes all she heard was the sound of her own heartbeat drumming hard against her head her breathing becoming frantic as she felt the blood flow from her neck. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion as someone's scream's registered inside of her shock. One scream that of horror and panic, the other of pure pain and sorrow.

At first Star thought the screams were coming from her until she realized that she couldn't speak, she looked up from the blood on her hands and noticed her daughter screaming her name. Dammit why was everything going in slow motion, and why couldn't she hear her. She looked over to her beloved husband to notice the look of horror and complete pain on his face. Star began to cry as she looked at her husband chest where a long sword protruded from it. She followed the length of the sword from the tip to her husband's chest to wear it entered his back, then to the hilt where the hand that held it seemed to damn familiar.

Teary eyes slowly followed the length of the arm of her husband's would be murderer. When she reached his face, her tears flowed freely and she tried to form the sound of his name but could only make guttural sounds as he grinned evilly at her plight. She could not hold on any longer as the deep wound on her neck let the issues of her blood run freely to ground and she collapsed to the ground giving in to the call of death. The last thing she heard as she died was the shrill laughter of the man that had ruined her life more than once and the cries of her daughter in sorrow.

David smiled at his handiwork as he watched Star die, he looked up and gave Samantha a sexy menacing smile as he whispered into a dying Michael's ear. "Don't worry Michael, I promise to take good care of your lovely daughter. Rest assured that I shall spend my days meticulously making her my own."

Michael's tears flowed as he looked into the horrified eyes of his daughter as she quickly made her way over to try to rescue her parents. She watched in horror as David finished the job by snapping her father's neck and letting him drop to the ground. She focused her attention on trying to take out the vampire that she had seen in so many of her nightmares but he moved so fast and before she knew what the hell happened he had grabbed her by hair and swung her around and his mouth was dangerously close to her neck.

He laughed so deeply and evilly that she felt it deep within and it chilled her to the soul. "It's not time for this my sweet, I have much to teach you before I make you mine." He then licked her very sensuously across her neck and pushed her to the ground and disappeared into the shadows as Sam, Buffy and Willow returned not having found Spike, Drusilla or Fred. They stopped dead in their tracks as they witness the deadly scene. Sam's blood ran cold as he saw his brother and sister in law lying still and bloody on the ground. He stood momentarily stunned as he watched his niece hold her mother and father as she cried hysterically.

Sam came out of his stupor and walked shakily to his niece to comfort her. It felt like the longest walk of his life and he thought he was going to puke his guts out if he didn't feel so empty at the moment. He finally reached Samantha and bent down to hold her and she buried her face into his chest and cried like the child that she was.

Buffy and Willow picked up an awakening Xander as they watched in sorrow what was left of the Emerson family. Things had decidedly turned for the worst; it began to reign as if God was trying to wash away the sorrow that flooded this place. However, the sorrow was so tangible in this place that you could taste it and it would take a flood to begin to make a dent in it. Life for the Emerson's had been turned upside down and inside out.