Author's Note: Wow, two chapters in one night! Aren't you guys lucky?! Updates may be a little slower from now on as I have a lot of work at school to be doing, including english coursework, personal statements and science coursework and then before you know it, it'll be revising for the mocks! God, I've got a lot to do, not to mention that I'm supposed to be getting a job on top. So, all I'm saying is that don't be expecting a lot of quick updates as my personal life is going to be taken over by my stupid school life. So I apologise in advance for any long waits and I will try and get 'Lie To Me' out as quickly as I can! In the meanwhile, please enjoy this chapter!


Chapter Twenty-Nine:
Halloween: Part Two.

Captain Bonny looked around in surprise, drawing her sword from its scabbard with a metallic scrape, as the woman next to her gazed around the area in similar confusion. The small demons growled and ran around, destroying property left, right and center.

"What the hell is going on?" The pirate demanded, taking in her surroundings properly. The architecture of the buildings was unfamiliar to her and there were odd carriages that looked as though they moved and housed people. Captain Bonny turned to the person beside her, a beautiful young woman in a green dress, embroidered with gold thread. The dress seemed to shimmer and she frowned, looking around.

"This is the work of chaos." She declared; her voice was high, but it sounded old and powerful.

"What?" Bonny questioned, her confusion reaching its peak and her patience starting to return; and thin.

"Powerful magic is at work here, pirate." She answered, staring directly at Bonny and she resisted the urge to quiver under the woman's gaze. Her eyes were gold; not just the iris, her eyes themselves; they glittered like treasure found at the bottom of the sea.

"And how the hell do you know that?" Bonny demanded.

"I am Hecate, goddess of witchcraft. I know everything regarding magic and its origins." The woman, goddess, stated and Bonny's eyes widened until they were the size of saucers, her mouth dropping open in shock. "Close your mouth, pirate. You'll attract flies and that's the last thing we need right now." Hecate snapped and Bonny did as instructed, still in awe by the woman in front of her.

"Becky, Amy!" A voice called and a young woman with red-hair in a very revealing and leather outfit came up to them, followed by a man with an odd type of gun, possibly a modern musket and a girl in a fancy dress who looked to be the daughter of a Baron possibly. Certainly someone of wealth and high status. Bonny raised her sword higher as Hecate stood stoically as the group approached.

"Lower your weapon, pirate. These mortals mean no harm." Hecate ordered and Bonny glanced at the goddess with a frown.

"I do have a name." She pointed out and Hecate gave a shrug.

"You haven't given it."

"Bonny. Captain Bonny." She murmured and the goddess gave a noise of approval before turning back to the group, all of whom looked rather confused.

"There is dark, powerful magic at work here. A safe place needs to be found so that the next move can be carefully planned." Hecate stated and the young woman with the red-hair nodded.

"I know a place. We can go to a friends." She murmured, and the five wandered off, the man not lowering his gun and Bonny keeping her sword raised, one eye always on the man with the gun. She'd never exactly had the best experience with navy men.

They arrived at the house, making their way inside and checking that the place was empty. The young woman in the fancy dress was beginning to get restless and Bonny rolled her eyes as she began to panic.

"Hey, listen girl. I've dealt with a lot more than you have in your perfect, sheltered life and this," Bonny gestured around her, "is nothing. So why don't you shut up and sit tight and let the people actually capable of doing something sort it out? God knows that's what you've been doing your entire life." Bonny muttered the last bit under her breath, glaring at the young woman who thankfully didn't say anything else, pouting.

The red-head nodded at the pirate. "Thanks." She murmured awkwardly. There was the sound of shots being fired and Bonny spun around to see the navy man shoot out the window, clearly scaring off one of the monsters.

There was a scream from nearby, clearly feminine and Bonny made for the door but Hecate grabbed her arm, as the man ran out the door first. The pirate turned to the goddess, looking pointedly at her arm and the goddess released her arm as the red-head ignored the woman of high status, rolling her eyes at whatever she'd said. Bonny could guess.

"A woman can protect herself without the need for a man's assistance." Bonny stated coldly, glaring at the dark-haired woman who avoided her gaze. The man came running in a few minutes later, dragging a young woman behind him. She was wearing a tight outfit, with ears and a tail. The red-head began explaining something to her, calling her "Cordelia," before the cat-girl cut her off with a sarcastic comment. Bonny smirked, liking this girl already.

"Now that the pleasantries are over, we need a plan of some sort." Hecate declared and the red-head frowned.

"You come with me. I know where we can get help." She nodded before turning to the rest of the room. "You guys stay here while we get some help. If something tries to get in, just fight it off."

"Well, it's not our place to fight. Surely some men will protect us?"

Bonny had to resist the urge to slap the woman, choosing to ignore her as the girl asked about her in confusion.

"It's like amnesia, okay? They don't know who they are. Just sit tight." She ordered before heading away.

"Who died and made her the boss?" Cordelia asked; she meant the questioned sarcastically but as she said it, the woman walked through the wall and Bonny couldn't help but smirk. She glanced over at Hecate, who was still stood there. The pirate was about to say something before Hecate raised her arms and she disappeared a few moments later, leaving a cloud of white dust behind. Bonny coughed, wafting the dust away from her.

"So what do we do now?" She asked the occupants of the room, and there was a pause before the man started giving out orders.

"We need to block this door. And make sure all other ways in are locked. Can you do that?" The man turned to the pirate and she nodded.

"Of course." She turned to go, sheathing her sword. The kitchen area was advanced, much nicer than what she had in her time and she went to the back door, locking it and placing a chair beneath it to prevent it from being opened as the man entered, grabbing a chair before giving out orders to the other girl.

"Surely there's someplace we can go. A safe haven." The woman suggested and Bonny rolled her eyes before heading back into the hallway.

"Lady said stay put." The man answered.

"You would take orders from a woman? Are you feeble in some way?" That struck a chord with Bonny and she drew her sword, resting it against the woman's throat. It wasn't threatening; Bonny couldn't do any real damage with the sword in that position but it was a warning; besides, she didn't have to know that, did she?

"Watch your tongue, girl. I've had to fight long and hard to get to my position as Captain and it is certainly not because the men who were on my ship were feeble." Bonny lowered her sword, sheathing the blade when the navy man spoke.

"Ma'am, in the army we have a saying: sit down and shut the…" He trailed off, picking up a picture frame from the floor and Bonny frowned at his exclamation, walking over to see what he'd found. Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at her own face looking back out at her from inside the photo, next to the very people she was with and the red-head.

"She must be right. We must have some kind of amnesia." He declared but Bonny could only frown. If that was the case, then where was Hecate? Was she one of them, caught up in this epidemic of amnesia or was she like Cordelia and the red-head, one who remembered everything? But then what had the ghost girl called them; Becky and Amy. Bonny wondered idly which one she was before shaking her head. Now was not the time for this.

"I don't know what that is but I'm certain I don't have it. I bathe quite often." The young woman declared and Bonny exchanged a glance with the young man, rolling her eyes.

"How do you explain this?" He demanded, practically shoving the photo frame into her face and she shook her head adamantly.

"I don't! I was brought up a proper lady, not like her!" She pointed at the pirate who looked stunned for a second that she'd been dragged into this before scowling at the woman. "I wasn't meant to understand things. I'm just meant to look pretty, and then someone nice will marry me. Possibly a baron."

"And you claim that I am the wrong one in this situation? At least I can say that I have done something with my life, rather than just sitting around my whole life, waiting around, expecting everyone to do everything for me because I don't have the independence to do it for myself. I have risen above my expected station and I am respected because of it!" Bonny snapped, fuming at the young woman's words. The army man carried on the rant, although his was tamer than Bonny's.

"This ain't no tea party, Princess. Sooner or later, you're gonna have to fight." He pointed out but the woman turned her nose up.

"Fight these low creatures? I'd rather die." She declared and Bonny gave a shrug.

"Then die you shall. Because we will not be able to protect you every single step of the way." The pirate mocked, imitating small baby steps and the woman glowered at her.

Another man entered the area they were in, coming from the kitchen and Bonny frowned, hand on the hilt of her sword.

"Oh good! You guys are alright. It's total chaos out there." He commented, only to be greeted by three blank faces staring back at him.

"Who are you?"

"Okay, somebody wanna fill me in?" He questioned.

"Do you live here?" The army man asked.

"No and you know that. Buffy, I'm lost here." He turned to the young woman who looked startled at being addressed. "You... " He trailed off, looking curiously at her. "What's up with your hair?"

The young woman dressed as the cat walked back in, explaining rather bluntly what had happened before turning her attention to the newcomer in a flirty way and Bonny rolled her eyes as the lights went out. A hand gripped hold of her arm tightly and the pirate glared down at the girl, Buffy, Cordelia had said, who was holding onto it tightly in fear.

"Can you get off me please?" The words were polite but Bonny's tone was dark, glowering down at the girl. She did as asked and Bonny turned to the newcomer.

"How did you get in?" She asked and he gestured to the kitchen.

"Back door." He stated and her jaw clenched at the knowledge that he got past the defenses she attempted to put up.

"Captain, take him and the princess and secure the kitchen. Catwoman, you're with me." The man with the gun ordered and Bonny nodded, making her way into the kitchen, ignoring the protests of the young woman. She paused as the back door was open, letting in a light breeze. A quick glance at the other man showed that he hadn't left it open by his cautious gaze and step. He confirmed it verbally a few seconds later. He moved cautiously towards it, closing it when there was a noise behind them and Bonny spun around to see the young woman being attacked by a vampire that had been hiding in the basement. She drew her sword, pushing the girl out of the way and throwing a punch to the vampire's face but it countered with a kick to her gut and she fell backwards, the other guy taking over, asking for a stake from the other girl as the pirate lay on the floor, winded.

The girl grabbed a knife off the side but the young man looked around as she went to hand it to him and she gave a terrified scream, running out through the open backdoor as Bonny got to her feet, looking at the young man. The other vampire was now unconscious but the young man stood up, vampire guise in place. Bonny frowned, raising her sword at him in warning.

"You haven't attacked us and you got in here without an invite. If my suspicions are correct, this house belongs to the princess and you acted rather familiar with her earlier. Granted, it was one-sided but my point still stands. So my guess is you're a friend not foe. Here's the deal: I lower my weapon and you get rid of yours." At his confused glance, Bonny gestured to his face and he shifted back to looking like a normal human and Bonny nodded, sheathing her sword as the other two came running in.

"What happened?" The man with the gun asked and the vampire glanced at Bonny warily.

"Vampire got in. He's taken care of but Princess freaked and ran off. We need to find her." Bonny declared and she could see the vampire sending her grateful glances but she ignored him.

"Right then. Where do we start?" The army man asked and Bonny grinned.

~8~8~

Hecate appeared in a whirl of dust in the library where she had been instructed to go by the ghost as the latter simply walked through the wall. Their entrance caused both men to jump nearly a foot in the air and Hecate allowed herself a small smirk as the pair collected themselves, the elder one having thrown his cards everywhere.

"Hi." The ghost murmured awkwardly and Hecate rolled her eyes at the young girl's timid response. One would think that given her costume, she would be past timidness and shyness but apparently not.

"It appears that there is some form of dark magic at work. Willow has said that everyone has turned into their costumes, with a few minor exceptions." Hecate explained to the gentlemen. Willow had explained their situation and that when things like this happened, then these two were the ones that helped to sort it.

"What costumes?" Giles asked and Hecate turned to the ghost for her to explain.

"Xander was a soldier, Buffy an 18th Century woman, Becky was a pirate and Amy," she gestured at the goddess, "is Hecate." She explained and Giles stared at the red-head curiously.

"And your costume?" He commented.

Willow looked confused as to why he couldn't figure it out. "I'm a ghost."

"Yes. Um, the ghost of what exactly?"

The red-head wrapped her arms around her midriff, suddenly feeling self-conscious before rising to defend herself. "Well, this is nothing. You should see what Cordelia was wearing! A unitard with cat things, like ears and stuff."

Giles eyes became wide. "Oh god. She became an actual feline?"

Hecate shook her head. "Like I said earlier, there were certain exceptions to the change. Cordelia was one of them."

"Partytown." Willow murmured and the three turned to her as she had a realisation. "Cordelia didn't change and she bought her costume from Partytown." Willow pointed out.

"Well, where did you guys get yours?" Giles asked.

"We all got ours at a new place. Ethan's." Willow declared.

"I reckon that's where the dark magic is coming from. Come, let us go and solve this problem." Hecate murmured, strolling towards the doors, the other three exchanging glances before following after the goddess.

"What pirate did Rebecca go as?" He asked the red-head but she gave a shrug.

"Captain Bonny." Hecate called back and Wesley smirked.

"That's my Slayer." He murmured. They reached the shop quickly, finding it abandoned and they made their way inside, and through to the back. Hecate saw the statue, frowning before she felt someone calling her name and she apologised to the small group before disappearing, leaving behind a cloud of white dust.

~8~8~

Hecate appeared in the Summers kitchen. "Captain. You called?" She questioned, golden eyes boring into the pirate's and Bonny nodded, the others crowded around.

"We lost the other girl. She ran off and we need your help to find her." The pirate explained and Hecate nodded.

"Very well. There is a simple spell that I can do; I simply need a personal belonging of hers." She murmured and Cordelia and Angel, (Bonny had finally discovered his name) disappeared up the stairs to find such a thing. They returned a few minutes later, Angel holding a stuffed animal.

"Mr Gordo." He murmured by way of explanation before handing the item to Hecate and Bonny smirked.

Hecate took the toy, and closed her eyes. The toy glowed for a few seconds and Hecate's eyes shot open, darting out of the kitchen and house, and the others followed behind, Bonny drawing her sword and the army man raising his gun.

They made their way through the back alleys of Sunnydale, following the goddess as she jogged through.

"Are we going in the right direction?" Angel demanded.

"We should be." Hecate answered.

"She'll be okay." Cordelia tried to assure the vampire but he shook his head adamantly.

"Buffy would be okay. Whoever she is now, she's helpless." He declared as they cut down another alleyway and Bonny couldn't help but roll her eyes. Sure, shout that as loud as you possibly can, great plan, she thought sardonically. They found the girl eventually, cowering from another pirate who was staring at her lustfully and Bonny bristled with anger. She moved as though to punch him but someone else beat her to it; the army man had gone to Buffy's aid, beating the pirate up rather badly. The young girl cowered in fear at the sight of Angel, Cordelia not understanding her reaction but Bonny crouched down in front of her.

"Hey, Angel isn't gonna hurt you. He's on our side." She explained calmly and the girl raised her eyebrows, looking like a young and innocent child.

"Really?"

Bonny nodded as there were shouts coming from the end of the alley, revealing the ghost girl and a man in a suit and glasses running down the alley, closely followed by a gang of monsters, a vampire with slicked back, blond hair and a leather jacket flowing out behind him leading.

"You've led them right to us!" Bonny chided as the ghost and the other male reached them, the group making a move, trying to find an open warehouse.

"Captain Bonny, they're after you and the one in the dress!" The man exclaimed and she frowned.

"Why?" She questioned and the ghost waved the matter away.

"Doesn't matter. We need to get inside, now." No sooner had she said the words than Angel found an open warehouse and the group made their way inside. Hecate stood at the front, throwing up a protection spell but every bash to the doors caused it to weaken and injured Hecate until it failed and the monsters burst through, the vampire at the very front, grinning demonically.

A name pushed itself to the forefront of Bonny's mind as the monsters crowded them, taking hold of Angel, the army man and the man with the glasses, Cordelia, Buffy and herself being the only ones left free. She remembered what the newcomer had said, about him being after her and Buffy. The girl and her may not get along but she wouldn't let an innocent, one who was defenceless go up against him alone; not when she could defend herself well enough.

"Spike!" She shouted, drawing her sword and the vampire turned to her with a grin.

"Slayer! Come for another dance?" He questioned, thrusting his hips with a suggestive grin and Bonny scoffed disgustingly.

"In your dreams." She retorted, drawing her sword as the vampire picked up a pole and the two locked weapons, blade against pole, metal clanging against metal. The two were locked in a dance once again, except this time consisting of blades not fists and kicks and it seemed like it could go on for eternity. Then there was a tempo change, a change in the rules and Bonny kicked the pole out of Spike's hands, the sword pointing at him with nothing left to stop from hitting target.

"Wow, kitten's got claws." Spike commented, smirking; he dropped his guard for a split second and that was all that Bonny needed. She stuck her sword through his abdomen with ease, the vampire choking on non-existent air as the sword went straight through him.

"Actually mate, kitten's got a sword." She muttered and as she pulled the sword out, she gasped in shock, dropping the sword which fell to the floor with a plastic clatter.

~8~8~

I looked up at the vampire whose blue eyes were locked on mine, looking shocked at what had happened and as the monsters, now back to themselves as children began crying, Spike looked around the warehouse astounded at what had happened and realising that he had been beaten, the vampire snarled at me before running off into the night once again, albeit more slowly than he would have done so normally.

I sighed, almost falling down to the floor if not for someone's arms catching me and I looked up to see that Amy was keeping me upright and I smiled at her as she smirked down at me.

"This has to stop happening." She told me and I paused before giggling, remembering how this happened last time there was a situation but reversed.

"I think we're doomed for this to our destiny. Always relying on one another after a fight." I told her, getting back to my feet properly and she gave a shrug.

"There are worse things. So long as we both come out unscathed, I don't mind." She murmured and I smiled again, more warmly this time as her lips met mine. We stayed like that for a few seconds before breaking away, ignoring the stares of everyone else.

"You made a very nice goddess by the way." I complimented and she grinned.

"Well, you made a good pirate. Speaking of, I think Wesley wanted to talk to you about your costume choice." She pointed out and I nodded, before leaving her side and wandering over to my Watcher.

"So, Captain Bonny." He commented and I nodded.

"Yup. It appears so. Do you know who that is?" I asked him and he raised an eyebrow.

"Do you not have her memories?"

"Not properly. Glimpses and stuff but nothing huge. What I know was pretty much what came out of my mouth or the way she reacted to things, I guess."

"Captain Bonny was an infamous female pirate whose words to her pirating husband captain were 'if you'd fought like a man, you would not have been hang'd like a dog.' She was said to have escaped execution on account of her being pregnant and then resurfaced a few years later as a Captain of the ship that used to belong to her husband." Wesley explained and I smirked.

"Sounds like my kind of person. A strong independent pirate who doesn't need a man."

"But everyone needs someone. You can't do everything alone, Rebecca. That's why I'm glad that you have Amy." He stated and I choked on air, glancing over at him in shock.

"What? What are you talking ab-" I trailed off at his pointed glance.

"Rebecca, the whole warehouse just saw you share a snog with Amy. I don't think now is your best chance to hide it." He pointed out and I frowned, sighing.

"No one should be alone Rebecca. Amy is a nice girl and from what I've seen tonight, she's powerful. Even under the effects of the spell, she was able to pull off powerful magic. She's a wonderful girl and I'm happy for you both."

"Are you telling me this as my Watcher?" I questioned and Wesley smiled, looking down.

"I'm telling you this as your friend." He answered and I smiled at him, noticing that his smile looked sad and perhaps a little bit wistful.

"Thank you." I told him sincerely and he nodded at me.

"Now go. Enjoy the rest of your Halloween. I'm gonna go and let Giles know that everything's okay and the disaster has been solved." I nodded, before darting off to meet up with Amy, wrapping my hand in hers and she smiled at me as I grinned back.

Tonight sure was an interesting Halloween; much more fun than the Bronze would've been.


Also, the pirate who Becky turned into does actually exist! Her name was Anne Bonny; I added in the bit about her being a Captain after her husbands death but she was certainly an interesting character if anyone is interested in stuff like that and wanted to look her up! Don't forget to review and let me know what you thought of this chapter!