Part 10 is here! I didn't realize how long it had been since I updated due to a seriously debilitating case of writers block. Any who I finally got my mind to focus on the story and now I wish to give you all the pleasure of reading this story and hopefully now that I'm mostly recovered I won't have a relapse and I can get the next chapter up soon.

Disclaimer: Do you think I wished to own all things Buffy a vengence demon would accept that as a valid wish?

Enjoy!

When morning came the group began making plans as to what they were going to do about the situation they were now faced with.

"I don't see what the big problem is," Lorne, having decided to not help them in any constructive way, repeated. "I mean sure people tend to keep to themselves more these days, but the mortality rate has gone way down. The world just seems to be a better place now that the lord and master has come."

Buffy rolled her eyes."Yeah well if I remember correctly the world was a better place when Jasmine was in charge, but that didn't stop Angel, you and the others from killing her."

Ah yes Jasmine. That's an interesting story. She was a woman who made all the anger and hate go away in the world; until that moment everyone, myself included believed her to be a dream. But that's a tale for another day.

Well back to the story. When Buffy and her friends were trying to figure out how to save the world. Robyn, Barney and I had ventured out of the club and were making our way back to Barney's apartment.

Ted had lived in New York for years and had witnessed every strange anomaly that had hit the town, but never before had Ted ever seen the streets this quiet before.

There were only a few people, rushing along the street not speaking to, or making eye contact with anybody. There wasn't a single car on the road, and almost every window and door had been boarded up. "This is way too surreal." Ted said.

"Relax Ted, there's probably just some blow out sale at IKEA, or maybe the strip club."

"So, we're back to denying everything are we?" Robyn asked

"No, I'm denying nothing."

Ted furrowed his brow. "Barney, you woke up this morning on the floor of some random club."

"So that happens to me like three times a week because I'm awesome. You'd be awesome too Schmosby if you weren't such an old woman all the time." Ted rolled his eyes, it still amazed him that one man could party so much and yet never seem to suffer any form of consequence, unless you counted selective memory.

They arrived at Barney's apartment, only to find it had been boarded up and had no way of getting in. "Great someone's idea of practical joke, probably Marshall." Barney grumbled. Suddenly the street was filled with people screaming and running from an unknown source in the direction they had just come from. Not knowing what else to do Robyn and Ted grabbed Barney's arms and began pulling him with them. Barney just insisted that this was all part of the prank and they were fools to go along with it.

Inside the club the screams were just audible to the remaining patrons.

"Oh yeah, this happens everyday; the Lord and Master isn't really big on the whole humans being the dominant race thing." Lorne said casually, "So everyday he likes to remind them who's really in charge."

Buffy stared at him in shock. "You said that no one got hurt!"

Lorne looked back at her with some confusion. "Oh sorry cutie! I should have clarified: no demons will get hurt if our Lord and Master is happy."

Everyone sighed. "That's kinda a major thing to leave out host." Buffy muttered. "What happens to the people caught outside?"

"Oh you know mostly the standards: a little eye gouging, some entrails being ripped from their bodies, mild grinding of the bones. That's of course for the people who only get by his cronies. The folks that aren't so lucky suffer far worse." At their horrified faces Lorne added, "I for one think it's terrible and cruel, and if it wasn't for my selfish desire for my skin to remain attached to my bones I would definitely be out there trying to help them."

"My friends are out there!" Lily cried.

Lorne gave her a sympathetic glance. "Well if they're smart they'll come back here. This is still a violence free club; that includes our Lord and Master, and he in all his wisdom knows better than to try."

Lily sat down beside her husband. After his egregious drinking spree from the night (or month or what ever it really was) before, Marshall seemed to be handling the whole: his wife's a witch who lied about her entire past and demons are real thing pretty well; better than Barney at any rate. Lily bit her lip and muttered a quick protection prayer for her friends. The Scoobies lapsed back into silence as the sound of footsteps approached the club.