Part 10,
Shopping, one thing that all girls felt comfortable with. Illyria who was walking around in jeans a tan blouse and white sneakers in this strange structure of racked items felt a connection with her shell on some level of vanity. But it was Faith's jeans and black t-shirt and denim jacket standing next to Dana in some of Faith's clothes such as an a black blouse and a denim skirt that made this group seem a little in place, despite the fact they looked like a bunch of gang members.
"Winifred liked to move around places like this, even though the idea of Fashion was not one of her strong points." Illyria said looking at the garments on the racks of the Wal-Mart they were in.
"Yes... I can tell but given that you have twenty-four hour shopping, comes in handy for a Slayer needing to fill the cupboards." Faith said as she stretched out some as Dana slowly poked at the fabric.
"Um... Ms. Boreas..." Dana said as she moved by Athletics...
"Yes... Dana... what is it?" Faith said as she realized that Dana had called her by her last name.
"Um... Listen I know that I have bloomed... Blossomed while I was in Wacky Crazy land... But I'm still getting used to the facts I have boobs..." Dana said looking in the mirror by the changing rooms.
"I know..." Faith said as she looked at Dana in the mirror as she took out a measuring tape from her pocket and headed over to the mirror and proceeded to have Dana raise her arms up so that she could wrap the cord around Dana's body and started to check three places around Dana's breasts. "Trust me getting measured after you go up a size is a little unnerving." Faith said as Dana started to bite her lips. "Um..." Faith said as she checked the measurements.
"Um... Uh... Is it a good Um... or is it a bad Um???" Dana said worried.
"Um... as in I'm remembering the time that my Watcher took me to be sized for my first Bra." Faith said as she stood by Dana. "Just that... I haven't had all that many good memories from my childhood." Faith said with a sound of sadness in her voice.
"Winifred had many happy memories from her childhood." Illyria said as Dana turned towards her.
"I just wish that I could... you know remember their faces." Dana said with a longing in her voice.
"Well you can remember them." Illyria said as she moved over and touched Dana on the shoulder.
"Well stay here Dana, I think I can track down a bra for you. You two stay out of trouble." Faith said as she moved out of the dressing room and down the isles. "I'll be back in a second." Faith said from a distance.
"Illyria..." Dana said as she shifted some as she opened the booth curtain and sat down on the cotton and foam outcropping seat. "You said yesterday that... Slayers and your people shared a common blood." Dana said unsure about herself.
"Yes that... it wasn't something that I had thought of until I started to sense something in your people." Illyria said as she started to rub at the blue markings on the back of her hand. "The Slayers possess the essence of what my people were... Thought the Vampires or the demons that were the Vampires My kind used as Shells. I am attempting to understand this... But... Dana... I feel a kinship with your people... Thought the essence has lost its will as a self... it has become a living memory of all those who have come before you." Illyria said as she moved to lean against the wall. "A memory, which I am proud to have helped you to discover." Illyria said as Dana looked at her.
"Does that mean that I have the same powers as you?" Dana said putting the question to the Ancient Demoness.
"I am unsure... given how you harnessed your powers to defeat the Whistling Man and summoned the images and memories of your ancestors. I only wish that I could touch my ancestors in that way." Illyria said as she looked at Dana.
"So a little freaked out by me doing the little vengeance thing." Dana said as she leaned against the wall of the changing booth.
"Yes..." Illyria said as she looked in mirror at her own reflection.
"Okay..." Dana said looking at Illyria and sensing a loss in her. "Lets introduce ourselves again." With that Dana held her hand out... "Hi... My name is Dana." Illyria looked at the gesture. Then Fred took control of Illyria's mind and placed her hand in Dana's.
"Illyria." And ancient Demoness said feeling the human in her guide her actions. A level of concern hit her but Fred's memories started to flow into her and she way laying bed with Wesley. Naked...
"Now Dana relax some the spark will come on its own." Illyria said as Faith was coming back into the changing room with that there was a blue spark forming between Dana's fingers. Dana just stood there with her eyes closed and was grinning.
"There... Now let the memory play out." Illyria said as Dana just changed her voice.
"Mom... a Bra... shish... I know that my chest is hurting but if the guys find out I'll get snapped." The voice was unmistakable... Buffy.
"Dana???" Faith was worried as she saw Dana open her eyes and look at her.
"Sorry Faith... Illyria here was teaching me some stuff." Dana said as Illyria gave off an innocent grin.
"Okay... Blue... one term... We are here to get some clothes for Dana here and teaching her the dark arts is not on the agenda." Faith said as she pushed her hand against Illyria's chest and moved her against the side of the dressing room wall. "Second... doing this type of stuff in public is not recommended." Faith said as Illyria started to Cry...
"Faith the Slayer.... I know that I have violated your ways... but... I am desperate... and..." The words seemed to be stuck in Illyria's mouth as she tried her best to explain why she was doing what she was. "I am lost... Your people are so close to what I could call home... I remember Wesley saying that he was a Watcher of your order... I don't want to forget him." Illyria looked raw... Faith knew that all Blue was attempting to do was fill a void of Wes's presence in her mind and heart.
"It's okay... but righting all the wrongs of the world won't do you any good... Just do it one life at a time... or else you will burn out." Faith said as Illyria started to look younger like a scared child.
"Ms. Boreas..." Dana said from behind her. "All Illyria was doing was showing me how to access my memories because I told her to." Dana said stepping up to Faith and putting her hand on her shoulder.
"Okay... Dana, listen I feel like I just got stuck with two young Potentials instead of a Slayer and a Mixed Demoness." Faith said as Dana looked on the floor and saw the pile of bras on the floor.
"Well how about after fitting me for bras..." Dana said looking at the front and rear fastening bras in her hands. "That you help me and her with clothing." Dana said somewhat sheepishly with a clear Chino accent showing through.
"Okay Blue. Get ready for the Faith Boreas School of extreme make over." Faith said as she looked at Illyria and Dana... "Buffy, Andrew and Angel are going to owe me big time for this." Faith said as she put Dana inside of the changing room and knew it was going to be a long few hours.
Spike was sitting down in his apartment and resting. Boy did Lillian demons know how to do the Karma Sutra... That and glowing in the dark while doing it. He still had spots in his eyes from the glow from barging in on Tyrell a Shiri doing it. Angel was right... The hormones had erupted and he thought that old Xander and Anya's little sexual trysts looked strange... Nope... that was just simple boyfriend/girlfriend kinky sex. What he had barged in on was... Hell the only reference he had was Dru and Dara's post Immortal love fest.
Pony rides his ass... that was a full-blown stage wagon of horses going on.
Good riddance to the Immortal.
Now all Spike was thinking about was getting back into a sparring match with Illyria. He needed to a good work out. That and afterwards he would probably take her to a poetry bash at the Biker bar he had found. Man for people that smelled of Pennzoil 10 WD40, Beer, and like dead bugs they had some good stuff. Heck he had a standing ovation. But it was him discovering the poetry chat rooms, BBS, and WebPages that he had flipped over. Amanda knew her stuff with computers and getting old William Bloody's rep fixed had become his new part time mission in life. The pricks that called him awful were all dead now and it was time for some serious ass whooping in cyberspace.
"Blue...." Spike put pin to paper. "Mock you I will." He wrote and four hours later and six very lengthy pages of good and bad references about Illyria including some references of Fred's nude body in there he was done.
"Well bird I hope that I captured you well." Spike said as he crashed in bed as Lynrd Scynrd played in the background.
Fate was mocking her... Was this what humiliation felt like for the half-breed during the Sparing matches she and Spike had at the domain of the Wolf Ram and Hart?
"I am sooo, so very sorry. Illyria." Dana said over her. All Illyria could do was look at the clipboard lying under her hand.
"Slayer... I should gut you where you stand." Illyria said getting up off of the floor. Illyria's hair in a ponytail just slumped down the hood of her blue sweatshirt as her bare feet clung to the backs of her red athletic pants with a blue strip running down them. "Now let us try again. I punch at you and you tell me how it feels?" Illyria said as she stood up and faced Illyria in her white t-shirt and green tight leggings. The Slayer's large mammary organs were almost mocking her through the cloth covering they had over them. The pencil thin eyebrows looked like they were normal and cautious about what would happen next as the rounded face studied for an edge.
"Listen I know that I..." Dana never finished the sentence as Illyria attacked. Dana blocked, ducked and avoided from every kick and punch Illyria slowly threw at her. "Hey... I said I'm sorry." Dana said moving backwards.
"You retreat... I keep attacking... Now I kill you." Illyria said coldly as she summoned a blade and started to slash at Dana.
"Listen I said I'm..." at that time Dana hauled off an punched Illyria in the face. "...Sorry." Dana said as Illyria stumbled back some... before Illyria moved her hand wipe at small trail of blood coming from her nose.
"Good..." Illyria said looking at Dana. "You have shown that you can attack." Illyria said as she marked something down on the clipboard. Dana just stared at her in fear and confusion.
"This was part of the test?" Dana said as Illyria moved over towards her.
"Yes... it was." Illyria said as she moved behind Dana and grabbed the hem of Dana's t-shirt and started to roll it up in several large folds until only a little fabric was still around Dana's breast. Then there was a tug as Illyria pulled the t-shirt back so hard on Dana's breasts started to smoosh up into her chest. Then a moment later Dana could feel her shirt being tied into a knot.
"There... I have noticed that when you move your breasts tend to move excessively and you slow down." Illyria said as she let Dana adjust her top.
"Well you could have told me." Dana said as she touched her breasts. "Just I'm still getting used to having these." Dana said a little embarrassed. "Just that when I run... Well you know... they start to hurt."
"Then what I have done should let you move faster." Illyria said as she changed her stance. "Now Dana. Lets see if you fight rather than run." With that Illyria did a spin kick to Dana's face.
Ring... Ring... Ring... Spike's phone rang like unholy force intent on opening the shades on him at high noon. That or the time he found Dru making out with the Slime demon in South America.
"Will you shut the bloody hell up? I am Undead. Not fully dead for crying out loud." Spike said grumpily as he rolled over the wads of paper of the ode to Illyria he had written to pick up the phone. "Hello..." Spike said wishing he had his coffee jolt in blood in front of him.
"Half-breed... how much did my beating of you hurt?" Illyria said on the other side of the line.
"Wha.." Spike said as his higher brain functions started to kick in.
"Half-breed... I know you are there? If you are not fornicating with the Blond female in pink or watching female fornication acts on our Box of the X please speak up." Illyria said as a wince of pain could be heard in her voice.
"Blue...So how is it at Amazon High. Get your ass kicked several times by the wee ones." Spike said mockingly.
"Actually Half-breed... It was only one that has done the kicking of my behind, my head, my face, and my chest... My leg..." There was a long pause.
"Let me take a guess your pride got taken down a notch." Spike said a little concerned.
"No Not my pride... it was not taken down... I have found a worth sparring partner." Then there was a wince of pain... "Foul Filth... you dare..." Then there was a yelp of pain as what sounded like bone being set back into place. Spike moved the phone away from his ear as Illyria's pain could be heard on both coasts of North America.
"Blue you okay???" Spike said as he wondered what was being set on Illyria to make her scream out in such a way.
"I am..." Illyria paused as Spike could almost see a grin as it might be forming on her face. "The Slayer named Dana is an excellent fighter. We sparred for several hours... We hit each other... Spike... I felt alive..." Illyria said as a noticeable change formed in her voice. A bit of Illyria's warrior pride had returned.
"You have?" Spike said surprised but let the story unfold from Illyria's lips.
"Since I have re awakened, I have felt pain... first the lost of my army, then of my empire... then Wesley." The last one was said with a near whisper. "But..." There was a pause. "I felt so inferior at times as my own sense of Superiority made me feel so..."
"Alone..." Spike said finishing Illyria's sentence.
"Yes, Half-breed... Alone... Yet I yearned for something more." Illyria stopped for a moment as some giggling was occurring in the background.
"Andrew how many episodes do you have of this series on DVD... I love it." The Californian Chino accent came through like a twelve years old who had just discovered the coolness of being a Teen in high school.
"Slayer... I am speaking with the half-breed you tortured. Now let your mating instincts arise at their own rate." Illyria said as a grunt came from her as the sound of a leather couch farted on her.
"Sorry, just that this is the first time I have Seen Xena." The voice said then the image hit him. This was Dana... Illyria the Blue Bitch had healed the Mad Slayer's mind and whatever state Dana had been stuck in when she had been tortured had been set free and was racing to catch up with her body.
"Blue is that Dana in the other end?" Spike said as he pictured the Blue Meanie having girl time with the Homicidal, Limb chopping Slayer.
"Yes, it is Half-breed. She is calmer... The conflicting memories have been put into order. She is still attempting to cope with the time she has lost." Illyria said as a wince of pain moved. "Most of her curiosity has been focusing on how her body has bloomed into its adult form. She wishes to learn of what she has lost as well about reproduction and mating acts."
"Hey blue... do you want the bag of peas or the blue berries to treat your bruises." Andrew said as he heard a bag crunch.
"I will take the blue." Illyria said as she moved over and took a plastic pouch in her hand.
"Blue... How stable is Dana?" Spike said as the note pad he was working on fell to the floor as the lead pen he was writing with hit so hard on his hard concrete floor that the lead inside spread all over the place.
"Stable enough... A little hesitant about the violence she is capable of..." There was a clear change in Illyria.
"Over the past few days I was a little too humble in my actions towards you and the others. I know that my emotions have been..." Illyria said in her own way.
"It is okay Blue... Gun told me about you going Au Natural with him." Spike said as he could see Illyria in his mind Blush.
"Then you know about my feelings of..." Illyria stopped.
"Blue... You're not the only demon that went all hot and horney after someone died. Trust me what you did was normal." Spike said giving his shoulder for her to take comfort on.
"I wish to be more violent." Illyria said attempting to adjust her ways.
"No Blue all you need to do is find your Queen bitch and let it flow." Spike said as Illyria grunted at something.
"You foul entity..." There was a grunt, "Your coldness is not working to sooth my wounds." Illyria said as another grunt took place.
"Well you did really Whaled on old Dana here." Andrew said in the distance.
"I was merely testing her skills..." Illyria said as Spike kept seeing a black and Blue Dana punching the crap out of Illyria. "Unfortunately the room of Danger was unable to hold us back." Illyria finished.
"Yeah... It only took you two breaking through a twelve-inch thick steel reinforced door. Battling through the hallways, up through the stairwell through the Potential, the Slayer, the Watcher dorms followed by the faculty apartments..." There was a change in Andrew's voice, "Willow is still pissed at you two barging in with your Knife fight while she and Kennedy were having wild magically enhanced Tandtric Safferic girl on girl sensual lovemaking. Trust me I nearly freaked at the concept of Will frying the two of you in the buff."
"Yeah... I didn't know that Ms. Iymon had a tattoo on her behind?" Dana said with a bit of embarrassment.
"Yes, the Slayer from the Noble blood and the Red Haired Avatar for the Earth Goddess have a strong relationship." Illyria said as she adjusted some. "Though the way they were pleasuring each other was very..." There was pause in Illyria's voice, "Intriguing."
"Yeah... But then I grabbed you by the hair and flung you out into the hallway then we slammed through a window... Landed in the swimming pool." Dana said as was a bit of a giggle in her voice.
"Yes, then you dragged me by the hair out of the pool. I kicked you." Illyria continued.
"Yeah... by the time the two of you reached the main lobby, Illyria was doing her Keanu Reeves, Carrie Anne Moss kung fu off of the freaking walls. That was before the two of you decked the other in the face at the same time." Andrew said as Spike was picturing all of this in his head. "The Woo Pang fight team would have blown the freaking budget to the entire Tarantino filming of both Kill Bill movies and the honking franchise for all eight seasons of StarGate, and all the seasons of FarScape." Andrew said as the imagery started to come into play. "I'm just glad that you two you got knocked out." Andrew said graciously.
"Um... So Blue are you going to stay there?" Spike said as he looked at some of what he had written about Illyria.
"No... I am planning on coming back to my home domain. But I realize what Wesley was trying to do to me." Illyria said with a touch of sadness in her voice. "Every warrior needs some guidance, I just needed to learn who and what Truly I am." There was a bit of aggression forming in Illyria's voice. "I must return... the two of the Shanshuu are part of a prophecy I had found. I have been humbled by being with these warriors, Spike. But the ones like Knox that seek to use me for their depraved acts of fornication. I shall gut. I was disturbed on how he wanted to bang the gong with a God." There was venom in her voice as she said that as she shifted how she spoke again.
"The one Called Dana awakened something inside of me... Power... Not of the Magic, nor of the Flesh, but of the will. I shall use that to strike at my enemies." Illyria said as a fire in her belly grew.
"Illyria, Mountain Dew?" Andrew said.
"Yes I shall take the drink called the Dew of the Mountain." Illyria said as there was a giggle.
"Dana... put your shirt back on... Oh, God.... you aren't wearing a bra..." Andrew yelped... as a feminine giggle came up.
"What... I just... thought you wanted to see them... You said that I looked kinda of cute..." Dana said, as Spike's jaw just hit the floor.
"Yeah... But... You know... maybe after the first maybe the third da..." Andrew fell and crashed into something.
"Dana... Remember the Slayer from Egypt is part of you, but try not to expose yourself like you did with the Greek personalities. I believe that the human Male's head would explode if you did that." Illyria said as Spike's brain was racing to keep up with seeing Dana topless.
"Sorry... I feel like all of these personalities are putting their take on things... Hey I went from being twelve to being in my late teens the hormones have to go somewhere, though Blue part of me wishes to kiss you. I think that is French girl speaking." Dana said as some very disturbing imagery started to sink into his mind.
"Dana... I feel that the Dark Slayer named Faith would aid you in this dealing of your powers. But your lusting over me should be averted. I have... a mate..." Illyria said, as there was a shift again. "Now don your garments... you will find a mate... maybe Andrew will do for you but express your feeling before your flesh... warms..."
"I understand... Sorry Andrew... Listen... since you have seen them... um... do you think ... Well ... do you think that they are too big or..." There was a bit of stumbling in her voice. Like a girl who was letting her hormones do the talking in front of a boy that she really liked.
"Dana... I think they are fine... uh, Excellent... um ... excuse me... I think if have to use the bathroom. Geese Louise... and I thought living in Italy with Buffy would have prepared me for casual nudity." Andrew said as he disappeared.
"I think I blew it?" Dana said as the was ca puff as the phone hit the couch cushion... as crying started to take place.
"No you didn't... Humans are very... sensitive about seeing nudity..." Illyria said, as there was a streak of anger that was forming as it turned to compassion forming in her voice to the "Get your ass out here now bud..." stance towards Andrew.
"Andrew... get your smelly piece of muck out here... Dana is beginning a mating act with me. Her body is warming even after I placed the garments over her bare flesh, I wish that she mate with you." Illyria said with urgency in her voice. "I am not watching an another episode of the Voyage of the Trek in the Stars with you... EVER. If it causes mating like the moving images of the Bard and the warrior, I will destroy you."
Spike just looked at the phone in his hand...
"That's it... I am going to Shag Harm... Evil or not... I am going to Shag her brains out." Spike thought as there was a loud crash in the background over the phone as curses in a language he had never even heard of being yelled by Illyria at Andrew.
Gloria looked over the pit of what used to be Sunnydale California. She wasn't alone...
"Hey Slayer... " Martuf said as he came up beside her during the noon daytime sunlight. "What you thinking about?" He said holding up a ground baked kitten sandwich up to her.
"Nothing.... Just that I remember things at times... You know from the First torturing me..." Gloria said as she took a bite of the sandwich. "I was scared... old and newly born at the same time..." Gloria said as she watched the wind go through the stones dragging particles of dust with it.
"Yeah... resurrections are a real bitch at times... tends to leave you a little screwed up." Martuf said as he scratched at his horns coming out of the sides of his head.
"Yeah... But I have this urge to help others... to heal..." Gloria said as she looked up at the sun as her skin started to slowly burn...
"You know... that Illyria woman that spoke with you said that your people were descendent of her's... makes you think." Martuf said as he looked out over the crater.
"Yeah... I think the only reason I stay here is that I need to set something right... Helping the people here rebuild." Gloria said as she got off of the stone she was sitting on and started walking back to the wide spot of what used to be Sunnydale.
"Gloria... Think... You helped comb the crater for survivors." Martuf said as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Hell, you still check out what is left of the sewer system looking for people that went underground to get away from the blast." Martuf continued as he walked beside her.
"I know... but I feel that I need to do something more." Gloria said as she checked by the clinic.
"Hey Glor..." Jezebel said as she walked through the small clinic. "Listen Since my eggs about to hatch..." the young winged Draghalf said as her human looking appearance was only off set by her small red wings and small reptilian tail coming out of her skirt of her dress. "... Would you like to be their godmother?"
"Hold on Martuf... Jez..." Gloria said as she turned towards the redheaded Draghalf. "I would be honored... Listen... I know that you were with them as the quake hit." Gloria was trying to get back to speaking with Martuf but let the expectant mother speak.
"Gloria... You helped me transport the Eggs... Even as a Slayer sworn to stop the forces of darkness... I was honored..." Jez placed her hand on Gloria's cheek. "You are more of a healer than you know." Jez said as Gloria looked over one of the beds.
"Yeah... I am, I just feel like healing comes naturally to me... It is like I was a healer in another life." Gloria said as there was a muffled moan coming from one of the beds in the clinic.
"Well, I'll let you check beds... Let me know if you have any names for my young you want to put on the board." Jez said as she moved into one of he back rooms. "Well it is time for me to turn the eggs again."
"Okay Jez." Gloria said as Martuf moved by her as she picked up her medical scrubs shirt and donned it.
"Gloria... " Martuf said looking as she changed. "I know that West did a summoning spell, but who knew that he did it on a grave of a young girl." He said looking over behind the curtains at the curled up figure in one of the beds.
"Well be glad that Torg stopped him two nights ago... I don't want to deal with a zombie roving the streets around here." Gloria said as a bare leg rolled out from under the sheets.
"Well, it looks like you got another resurrect in town." Martuf said looking at the dark human Spaniard features on the girl's face.
"Yeah... I sense power in side of her... But given how screwed up I was after the First brought me back I think I'll be able to get to her." Gloria said as she put some magical healing paste on the girl's black and blue neck.
"Well given how that mark looks on her neck." Martuf said as he leaned against the wall. "She looks like she was strangled before someone dumped her."
"Yeah... Being brought back from the dead won't help either." Gloria said as she moved and pulled the sheet up over the girl's bare body that was working down as she tossed and turned almost exposing her chest.
"Yeah... Some sick bastard probably sacrificed her to some demon god to get home. Probably from one of the Gaelic clans... Their big into strangulation." Martuf said as he moved behind the curtain.
"Well when she wakes up I think we are going to need a change of clothes for her." Gloria said as she moved and handed him a bag of the dirt and bug eaten clothing she was found in. "I'll see if any of Krevin's kids have anything she can barrow." He said as he left for the door.
"Do that." Gloria said as she stroked the girl's dark hair as she slept. "I wonder what your name is?" Gloria said as she moved her hand down onto the small mole that was under the girl's right eye. "You were probably into chasing boys, gossiping with girls, and wondered who you would marry." Gloria said as a tear fell down her face. "I wished I had memories like those."
The Plane trip back to LA was a long one, Illyria just sat down with her book in her hands. Andrew and Dana were going to get along great. Even with the age reversal spell, Dana had calmed down a bit... She was a bit smaller, but just young enough that within a month or five she would be taking the Slayer Trial of adulthood. Dana had grown on Illyria... Not so much as a reclamation project... but as a tribute to Wesley. So young with so much power at her disposal... Yet having to face battles that no warrior should have faced alone. Illyria still had the bruises on her body, but seeing Dana laugh as they bonded was understandable... Illyria had painted Dana's face with the markings of her Slayer heritage and the stain of the Old Ones. But it was the peace of this young warrior that made her think... she had been to humble and shown too much weakness... Kneeled too many times... She was not superior nor inferior... she was just an individual in pain... Like Dana...
Faith had been right... With training Dana would be a great warrior someday but for now she was growing up... being normal around her people... Making new memories like Illyria had to... At least Dana was going to bond with those around her knowing what was dream and what was reality. A worthy ally... no... Not ally, friend... a female Krom shruck for her. That was when Illyria turned towards a book she had before her on the Trek in Space of the Ship called Enterprise NX-01.
"Ma'am would you like a soda?" The stewardess said to her as Illyria looked up away from her texts.
"Yes I would... Do you have Cherry cola?" Illyria said using her Berkle Persona's voice to guide her.
"Yes we do." The Stewardess said as she pulled out a small mini can out. "Do you want Ice?" She said as Illyria looked at the condensation on the container.
"Yes ma'am..." There was a Pause from Illyria... "Do you have an Ice pack? I'm a little sore from a work out I had with a friend."
"Um, I'll see what we have. Okay..." the stewardess said as she handed Illyria a cup of ice with some extra napkins.
"Thank you." Illyria said as she picked up the book, but she turned inwards as she communed with Fred.
"Fred... are you here?" She projected into her mind as a construct formed around her blue self.
"I am..." Fred said as she sat in her childhood bedroom.
"Shell... I know that you have been exploring my memories." Illyria said as she looked at the stuffed rabbit sitting on Fred's dresser.
"Yeah I know... Some of your stuff I thought would be scary... Ironically some of it wasn't." Fred said as she watched Illyria move through the objects in her makeup case and found a rolled joint from her high school days.
"This is strange speaking with you like this." Illyria said as she reached forward as Fred reached out and touched one of Illyria's blue stripes on her face.
"Well it is strange here too... Illyria but I guess I understand you some more. You seem more like me when I came back from Pylea." Fred said as Illyria looked at herself in the mirror. The garments she had on were no longer the red warrior vestments she had worn during her time with Wesley but... More red and cloth based of the garments worn by the Slayers.
"I feel like I am being torn apart yet... at peace." Illyria said as she sniffed at the joint in her hand.
"Well, Illyria... I know... Most people try to find themselves... took me some time..." Fred said as Illyria looked back up at her...
"Yes... you became a warrior, the realization did not become clear to you until the Manti attempted to kill you." Illyria said as Fred turned her head and scrunched her nose in confusion.
"The Manti???" Fred said as Illyria touched Fred's mirror and an image of the Giant bug monster that Angel and her had faced when Fred's folks came to visit. "Oh... them... I didn't know they had a name?" Fred said as Illyria let the image fade.
"The Manti made you think of your destiny..." Illyria said as she stretched out some.
"Illyria..." Fred said as she noticed how Illyria changes somewhat internally. "... You came to me in this form... why didn't you appear as some large demon thingy." Fred said as Illyria exhaled as she went into deep thought.
"I do not know..." Illyria said as she started to look out of Fred's window... "You have transplanted this room's location to..." Illyria saw the realm of the Prymordium in all its glory... "You dare... to..." Illyria was getting angry and scared.
"Illyria... I did not change it... I just explored it..." Fred said as the smell of sweet Garal meat roasted off in the distance... "You know Garal meat kinda of tastes like honey barbecue, but with garlic..." Fred said as Illyria looked at her.
"Garal meat... you tasted of it..." Illyria said as her mind started to race.
"Yeah... that and finding out you ate Ser Nac leaves when you were younger with your sister Chimera." Fred said as she took the joint from Illyria's hand and split it open.
"You know about the hours me and her spent..." Illyria was racing to process information and secrets she never even told her own mother...
"Getting wasted by the grand falls of your mother's temple... Oh yeah..." Fred said as Illyria was becoming more stunned by the information hitting her...
"Those were private..." Illyria lashed out with venom in her voice.
"Well... Blue... You did rummage through my memories of me humping in the cab of Gunn's pick up." Fred said as Illyria got the point...
"I was exploring you..." Illyria said in her defense.
"Yeah... Well here is a little thing... I humped Wesley the previous week at his place before you stole my body." Fred said as Illyria had a sudden yank at her stomach as she leaned forward in pain... then Illyria coughed... Fred moved over the Demoness' side and moved her over to the bed.
"You okay..." Fred said as Illyria looked Paler than usual.
"I do not know... I feel my body changing..." Illyria said as she attempted to catch her breath. "I was forced to start modifying it back to its original form since Wesley used a weapon to remove my powers..." Illyria winced in pain again then her pain subsided.
"Wes had to use a multi-dimensional weapon to suck the excess energy out of you or else you would have died." Fred said as Illyria regained some of her self-composure.
"I know... Fred..." Illyria said as she looked at Fred with concern... "Was there any changes going on in your body before I used you as my vessel?" Illyria said as panic started to set in.
"I'm not sure?" Fred said realizing that both her and Illyria's lives were on the line. "The only major thing that happened was you entering me." Fred said, as Illyria felt scared yet calmed.
"Then it must have been something I did to your form so that I could inhabit it." Illyria said as another scent started to flow in.
"Well, I guess we have to examine it from a scientific perspective." Fred said as she felt the pain too hit her... "Okay... its official. That didn't feel so good." Fred said as she and Illyria shared looks at each other.
"I wish to live Winifred... as do you..." Illyria said as Fred nodded in agreement.
"I have no problem with that." Fred said as Illyria let Fred gain control over the shell once again.
Fred did not know that much stuff could come out of her stomach. She sat on the floor of the restroom stall.
"Okay... Given the contents I just regurgitated I can clearly state... It wasn't the tacos..." Fred said as she looked at the blue stain on the back of her hand.
"Boy mom is going to freak when she finds out..." Fred said as the Stain started to revert back to her normal skin. "Okay..." Fred thought as the Illyria part of her did not want to go into revulsion about what she had been forced to do... but it was that Fred probably knew more about the body than Illyria did.
"Now, It looks like when we land I have to pay a visit to Dr. Zorg." Fred said as she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She was prepared for the shock of the sudden modification to her body but nothing as subtitle as this. Illyria had made her younger... by about eight years.
"Oh... Crap... Looks like I'm going to be carded again." Fred said as washed her face to wash the smell from her nasal passages from the vomit.
Spike was standing in the Airport Terminal waiting for Illyria... In the last five minutes had had been approached by at least twelve women who had thought he was Colin Ferrell. One had even given him a Polaroid of her number and a fairly exposed pair of cheeks hidden from under her knickers. Had to save that one for later... "Hey Mister..." A voice said from below. It was some munchkin looking up at him.
"Yeah. What do you want?" Spike said with all subtle he could without having the kid run off to mommy.
"Are you the guy that played in Daredevil?" He said as Spike leaned towards the kid. Spike decided to say no but with grace.
"Why are you asking?" Spike said as he waited for Blue to show up. Knowing his luck Dana the mad Slayer would be with her and he would be dusted on sight.
"Well could you tell my sister that you are not Dating J-Lo?" The kid said as Spike's jaw just hit the floor.
"Kid... I am not Colin Ferrell... My name is William S. "Spike" Bloody." Spike said annunciating every syllable of his name.
"William Bloody??? The William Bloody. The guy who wrote the poem on Poetry dot net named "Cicely"? The girl said behind him.
"Um, yeah..." Spike said as a college age girl who had blond up kempt blond hair, and glasses.
"Well I loved your poem, Drucilla... it was very Goth about a Vampire who brings his love victims to eat, but in the end leaves him for some Slimy demony goon." The Girl said, as Spike was a gasp. He had a groupie on the Internet. Maybe it was time for William Blood to show his long dead critics that he was back in business. The people my ass.
"Do you hang out at any biker bars?" Spike said wondering where this girl had heard of him.
"No... Not really... my partner is into social analysis of various subcultures in the area." The girl said as she pulled boy aside.
"Partner as in you are..." Spike started to say but he closed his trap.
"Oh, no... Partner as in research partner..." the girl said as she corrected him. "Wait you thought I was... Phfft..." She said waving her hand before him. "... No ... I'm not like that." She said as Spike relaxed some. "I may have experimented but... I liked guys more." She said as the kid started to fidget around. "Stop it Terry, your dad is about to show up." She said, as Spike knew that she was taken.
"So you are married love?" Spike said as he looked at the girl who reminded him so much of Buffy.
"No... Not really, I'm a fiancée." The girl said as over the speaker the announcer spoke.
"Fight 405 from Dayton is arriving at gate 23." The speaker said.
"Well my flight is here." Spike said as he was about to leave but he got a swift kick in the leg by the munchkin from hell and let you a yelp of pain.
"Terry... Why did you do that?" The college girl said as Spike limped some as he headed for a nearby wall.
"He didn't tell you about J-Lo." the runt said as he marched and tussled with the College girl.
"Well he probably doesn't know J-Lo..." The college girl said as Spike moved over and put a hand on her shoulder.
"What's your name Love?" Spike said as he looked at the little hell spawn.
"Gigli." The girl said as Spike limped up.
"Well I am doing a poetry reading in the next two weeks at the Wrath of Doom Bar and Grill." Spike said as he looked at the spawn of evil. "Listen you little bugger... J-Lo and Ben broke up... She is humping one of her dancers. Old Ben is shagging old Lord of the Rings Liv. Now if you kick another person in a place like that, I am going to let you what evil is and ain't no Orc." Spike said as he started to turn towards Gigli. "Sorry Luv... but I had to say that... Well I hope that the Spawn of evil here meets his father, horns and all... I leave you but... It was nice hearing that I have a fan out there. Shesh... I hate to hear about the virgin that he had to fornicate with to create that kid." Spike said as he left.
"Hey William... the virgin was my half sister and your right she is an Ass..." Gigli said as she looked at Spike as turned around to look at her as he kept walking away.
"Good... Oh, the Lord of the Rings thing... I have a dude that watched all three of the extended versions of the Peter Jackson movies. Don't ask... My Ex-girlfriend and her sister threw him out after hour number eight during an all girl slumber party. Don't even ask about the Lesbian cam he had, everyone thinks that he's a homosexual." Spike said as he continued to move.
"Hey... if there is a poem about him. I would like to read it." Gigli said as Spike fell backwards into Illyria.
"Hello Spike..." She said as she looked like she had seen better days.
"Blue, you look like something that had been through hell and back." Spike said as Illyria bent down to look at him.
"You have changed your coloring." She said as she tugged on a lock of his newly brown hair.
"Well love... I needed a change. So what about you??? Have the Damaged Slayer eating out of your hand and the what not." Spike said as Illyria pulled him up off of the floor.
"No, Dana was not eating out of my hand Half-breed. Though she attempted to fornicate with me, in a misguided way... But she and the one Called Andrew have become friends and possibly future mates." Illyria said as the vampiric blood in his veins drained from his face.
"Okay... That is an image I did not need." Spike said as suddenly there was a scram in the lobby.
"William the Bloody... You have to die..." A male voice screamed out as a poor slob in a motorized wheelchair charged at him.
"What the Bloody Hell." Spike said as he looked to see a pair of wooden stakes strapped to the up-perched leg as the poor fool had one arm raised up in a shoulder strap and his neck in a neck brace.
"You have to die William... Buffy tossed me out the window you jerk..." The asshole said as Spike realized whom it was.
"Do you know who this individual is?" Illyria said as she used her powers to stop the Immortal in his tracks as he came to a sudden stop as the supped up fifty miles per-hour wheelchair and the Immortal went flying out of the chair and landed into a baggage claim cart.
"Yeah. I know this fool. He is the Immortal... I ran into him a few centuries back... Man talk about being a sore loser... he must have taken being dumped by Buffy much more harder than I expected." Spike said as Illyria released her powers from the chair.
"Yes... lust and envy tend to weaken those who are on a constant quest for the next conquest." Illyria said as Spike just nodded his head.
"That's right luv... That's right..." Spike said as an injured and crying Immortal kept cursing Spike's name.
"So tell me about your trip. How was it being among the mother load of Slayer Tribes?" Spike said jokingly.
"We have much to talk about Half-breed... We have much to talk about." Illyria said as her stomach growled again. "I have many issues to still work out, but the emotional ones have dealt with. Not it is the physical ones that worry me." Illyria said with a turn as she marched towards the now maimed and twisted Immortal. "You are the one that attempted to defile the Ojon... the sister of the Slayer named Buffy..." Illyria said as she knelt down by the Immortal.
"Luv.... what are you about to do?" Spike said as Illyria lashed through the luggage and pulled the Immortal out... Broken Casts and all out of the mess by his substantial manhood, before she placed him on the floor.
"I was just sending a message to him. The Ojon and I did some bonding... She still likes you..." Illyria said as she moved by Spike. "The Slayer was fully justified in her actions in putting him in those restraints." Illyria said as Security just watched as she and Spike faded out of their perceptual ranges.
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