A/N – Happy New Year Readers! Apologies for the delay in updating this story, but I've had no free time for fan fiction writing for the past year due to the demands of my work. Hopefully I can get some holidays soon – and more time for updates! LOL.

CHAPTER TEN – ENDING THE SPELL PART I

Previously…

Lenny spotted a strange, metal contraption that was apparently just floating above the surface of the street. It appeared to have two strange arms, one looking like a plunger of some sorts and the other one appeared to be a rather nasty gun barrel of some sort. Lenny just stood their in a moment of suicidal stupidity, trying to work out just what in the name of the Hellmouth was that thing. For some reason, Lenny thought it looked quite familiar, and what ever it was it appeared to be heading in the direction of the new costume shop, the one known as Ethan's…

Lenny's thoughts about identifying it were suddenly cut off by a bright light, followed by extreme pain. Just before the Demon was disintegrated, Lenny swore that he had heard an electronic screech crying:

"EX-TERM-INATE!"

And now…

Before the Dalek's encounter and thus death of the Demon, the black Dalek had began to use its senses to scan the area for more hostile enemies like the Cyberman previously encountered or inferior life forms for it to Ex-terminate. The black Dalek had more more advanced weapons and shields as compared to regular Daleks. And like its weapons and shields, its scanners were also similarly upgraded. Thus it was that the Dalek was able to register the surge of magic coming from Ethan's costume store. While the Dalek's themselves had no knowledge of the arcane or the mystic arts, they were scientifically advanced and always were on the look out for gaining advances in their base level of technology.

"ALERT! ALERT! Unknown power source of energy detected! Signal detected less than 600 Kaled-secs from current vicinity. This Dalek unit is to investigate immediately!" The black Dalek screeched out in its hideous electronic voice. The Dalek then proceeded to head off in the direction of the costume store, now that it knew that there was something of value to be found there. It briefly dealt with an inferior demonic species that the Dalek found to be quite beneath it, and then proceeded back on its heading towards the costume shop.

While the death of Lenny, the Gol'lotjha Demon of the red Gol'lotjha tribe was as quick as it was brutal at the hands of the black Dalek, it did not entirely go unnoticed. The flashing of the Dalek's gun lit up the street quite brightly, while the noise carried from the sound of the gun for many a mile. The sound of the Dalek's electronic screeching could also be heard from many blocks away. So bright and so loud was the firing of the Dalek's gun and voice in the dark and silent streets of Sunnydale, that it was noticed by the cowering scoobies at the back of Ethan's costume store.

"Oh goddess, what was that light?" Willow asked even as she whimpered. She suspected what was the cause of that light, but was too afraid to voice her fears in the open.

Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god! Please don't let it be that horrible Dalek coming back to finish us all off! Willow thought to herself as she nearly started to hyperventilate in panic as well as fear of facing that horrible and alien, death dealing machine again.

"Damn. I had hoped that bloody thing had gone…" Angel mumbled underneath his breath, but still ended up being overheard by a frightened Cordelia.

"What bloody thing is that, Mr Broody Pants!" Cordelia screeched in fear.

"Cordelia, please calm down." Angel replied as he tried to calm the frightened girl down, in a effort to not only stop the girl from panicking but also to stop her fear spreading to the others. Although, Angel knew it might probably be already too late for that.

"What kind of evil magic was that?" A scared and timid Noblewoman Buffy asked, as she too had noticed the strange noise and bright lights.

"Don't worry, it's nothing." Angel tried lying to keep the noblewoman Buffy calm and conscious, but wasn't helped by the fact the Cordelia butted in again, with her usual flair, but more now in a ever increasing sense of blind panic.

"It's nothing to worry about is it? That was the killing machine with the ray gun wasn't it?! And it looks like it's heading this way!" Cordelia screeched in sheer terror, rendering most of Angel's efforts mostly mute.

"Killing…machine…ray...gun..." Noblewoman Buffy gasped before feinting again.

"Damn it Cordelia. Now look what you did." Angel grumbled in frustration, as he had to pick up the Slayer again.

"Umm…guys….I know Giles told us to wait out here…but shouldn't we tell them that the black Dalek is heading back towards the store." Willow babbled nervously.

"Good idea. Quick, everyone into the store, back with the others!" Angel said, as he quickly agreed with Willow.

Hopefully the Watcher can come up with a solution to this whole mess, before it can get any worse. Talk about an insane situation! The only consolation is that my dear so called grand childe Spike hasn't caused any real damage yet! And I hope to hell that we can avoid him tonight, especially if he's feeling he's up for an actual fight! The Vampire with a soul thought to himself grimly, even as he carried the Slayer YET again.

"Hey, I don't want to be hanging out with the rest of you and that British freak." Cordelia complained somewhat testily. The whole night had become a major ordeal for the poor cheerleader, and she was rapidly approaching the point where the so called standard "Sunnydale Syndrome" would kick in.

"You would rather stay out here with a homicidal and xenophobic killing machine known as a Dalek?" Willow countered Cordelia.

"Crap. Good point." Cordelia reluctantly agreed that to stay outside wasn't going to be either safe or healthy for her.

"But if you tell anyone…." Cordelia started to warn the red headed but was interrupted before she could finish her rant.

"Don't worry, we have no intention of telling anyone you hung out with us tonight." Willow responded quickly, hoping to placate the cheerleader quickly so they could take shelter in the relative safety of the costume store before the black Dalek could get close enough to detect them and fire at them.

"Good. Just so we understand each other then." Cordelia replied with a huff.

"If you two and finished…" Angel replied as he headed around to the entrance of the store still carrying Buffy, with both Willow and a sullen Cordelia Chase bringing up the rear.

The group led by Angel barged their way into Ethan's costume store, and went straight into the back store room with out delay. The noise they made coming into the store attracted the attention of Ripper and the two 'Doctor's' away from Ethan Rayne. Ethan sensed a chance for escape but thought better of it as a hand from the latest incarnation of the Doctor fell upon his shoulder and gave him an glare that basically screamed try anything out of the ordinary and I'll make you regret it. Ethan wisely decided to give up for the moment and hoped for a better chance to escape would present itself.

"What the devil? Ms Rosenberg, I thought the Doctor told you and your friends to wait outside?" Giles asked even as he began to take off his glasses and started to clean them again for what seemed to be the one hundredth time that night.

"Giles! Xander…eh Doctor, we've got a big problem! That Dalek is coming back this way!" Willow managed to get out in all her fear and agitation arising from the situation at hand. Before she suddenly started to ask questions again.

"And who's that blond guy in the suit with the celery stuck to it and what's with the blue police box…..oh my god, oh my god – there's another Doctor here! And a real TARDIS!" Willow exclaimed as she put two and two together and started to hyper ventilate.

"Oh dear, a Dalek? Good heavens." Replied the Fifth Doctor as he started to realize that matters at hand were going to become more complicated that he had first thought after his arrival in this southern Californian town, before he tried to comfort the strange red headed girl.

"Please calm down miss. I'm sure we're reasonably safe for the moment. As you guessed correctly, I'm the Doctor…well one of them at the moment at least. And that is indeed my..eh our TARDIS." The fifth Doctor stated with a small margin of chagrin.

"And may I ask your name and the name of your charming friends of yours here?" The fifth Doctor asked politely even as he gestured towards Angel and company.

"Oh sorry, about that. I'm Willow and that's Angel who's carrying Buffy. The snob in the Cat suit is Cordelia Chase." Willow stated as she couldn't resist taking a cheap shot at the Sunnydale Cheerleader.

"Oh geez, the nerd is making insults now! The end of the world must be nigh!" Cordelia replied in one of her trademarked sarcastic replies. Xander-Doctor went to make a move to try to head off any awkward situation, but the fifth Doctor beat him to it.
"Now ladies, there's no real reason for that. We've all got to keep calm, and think clearly, especially in this situation with a Dalek of all creatures, on the loose. Could you please be civil at least until we can clean this whole mess up?" The fifth Doctor half asked and half begged in that polite and caring tone that he was known for.

"I guess I can. I guess cool heads are better at thinking up solutions than angry ones." Willow reluctantly agreed.

"Sure. Just don't think I'll put up with any crap with Books Ville here." Cordelia agreed in her own special way even as she snorted.

"But getting to more important matters Willow, didn't you mention that the black Dalek was nearing this location?" A nervous Giles interrupted as he didn't want the others to get sidetracked.

"Oh dear a black Dalek…there's actually a Command Dalek running around in this town." The fifth Doctor said quietly, somewhat stunned at the news that such a powerful, vicious, downright nasty and overall cunning Dalek was running amok in a small American town no less!

"Oh yes, a Black Dalek…we'll need some way to deal with it. Such a thing is too dangerous to be left to its own devices." The Xander-Doctor agreed grimly.

Meanwhile, in a certain office in a certain Sunnydale town hall…

Mayor Wilkins aka The Master had an evil grin on his face, as he continued to observe the events of the evening. He saw that the Doctors and their assorted allies where now in the costume shop of Ethan Rayne, and were in discussions on how to deal with the black Dalek even as the said black Dalek was homing in on their present location.

Ha, ha, ha, ha! This is rich…gee golly gosh! I couldn't have planned this better even if I tried! The Dalek is closing in on my dear enemies and that bloody annoying Ethan Rayne as well! Either, the Doctors, the Slayer and her allies finishes off that Dalek, or they will ALL be Ex-Terminated! EITHER WAY…I WIN! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!

The mayor cackled evilly out loud, knowing that his efforts were all going according to plan, and soon that some of his enemies would die a most hideous and painful death. The Mayor / The Master felt it was a shame he wouldn't be the one to deal the final blow, but still one must make the most of the tools one has been provided with, yes sir we!

TO BE CONTINUED…..