Fulgour's note: This story was going one way (admittedly Mary Sue-ish) when a review got me thinking; and thus the story is being shot off in a completly different direction.
Enjoy!
BTW to those UK readers, please don't take offence at Spikes attempt to sing. Remember that he's the Big Bad, whose bark is worse than his nonexistant bite. All Commonwealth country residents who are offended... Why?
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Yeah, I feel you too
Feel, those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you
That's wanting through
Deep inside you know,
The seeds I plant will grow
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Lets dance

Snake, I am the snake
Tempting, that bite you take
Let me make your mind
leave yourself behind
Be not afraid

I've got what you need
hunger I will feed
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Lets dance

Yeah Come dancin'
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Lets dance

Yeah, I feel you too
Feel, those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you
That's running through
Deep inside you know
seeds I plant will grow
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah c'mon, c'mon now take the chance
That's right
Let's dance
It's nice to see you here
- Metallica

Giles sighed, then slapped himself upside the head, drawing some strange looks from Willow and Tara. The three of them were searching for anything that could possibly be helpful against this 'Wolf' charactor, but so far, there was no luck. Anya had 'helped'for aproximatly forty five seconds, before wandering off somewhere, and Xander and Spike had gone to look for Buffy at the mansion. Giles frowned at that thought. Xander and Spike had grown close, going on patrol together, and backing each other up against demons and - Giles frowned - the other Scoobys. Although the two of them stated that they hated each other, Giles could sense a deepening respect and friendship between the two. Giles sighed, mentally cringed, silently counted to ten, then opened another book. Although Giles really didn't think they would find a big picture of 'Wolf' with instructions to kill on it, they had to try for Buffy's sake. They had to try.

Willow whistled silently to herself, as she read the paragraph in front of her. Although she was researching demons, she had come across a potion that would be very useful for them. She marked the page, and reread the passage. "The Escutcheon potion provides the drinker with a simple protection agaist vampires. A person under the protection of the Escutcheon, if drained or turned by vampiric attack, will return to life in five months. This process is achieved as the drinking of the potion empowers the souls link to earth; even as the body is drained, the soul remains. The potion will cause the body to be rebuilt, which take three months, while binding the soul takes the remaining two. Care should be taken, as if the first body had been turned, but killed before the new body is ready, the demon could attempt to take over the new body. This leads to unforseen circumstances as the body is still alive, not dead, as a vampires is. It is also believed that in that situation, the Soul and the Demon would fight for domination within the body, though neither would be completely dorment." Willow whistled again, impressed with the potion, but sighed in disapointment, finding the actual recipe for the potion missing. It would be useful to know, that even if one of them were killed by a vampire, they would still come back to kick its ass, sort of like 'The Crow' or something, like Brandon Lee with the face paint, maybe not the face paint, but... "Willow, would you please get back to researching?" Giles voice broke into her thoughts. "Sure thing, Giles" Willow responded, chirpily, closing the book with a loud thud and opening another.

"God save our bloody Queen!"
"Okay Spike,"
"useless at everything!"
"You've made your point"
"and she's boring!"
"SPIKE!" Spike stopped singing long enough to smirk at Xander, before opening his mouth, and started another verse in a tone deaf, though loud, voice. Xander wincing hurredly whipped out a ten dollar note and threw it to Spike. Spike immidiatly shut up, grinning triumphantly at Xander. "See! I bloody told you!"
Xander grumbled. "Just because you screw up the anthom doesn't mean that you're not an English patriot, like Giles" Spike looked affronted "Look here, If I sang that in front of Giles, he'd cave my head in with a bloody ax! Songs like that would get you locked up in the tower! Yeah, I'm bad." Xander just looked at him. Spike dropped his pose, and they walked on in silence. "There it is" Spike looked up to see the mansion owned by Angel appear out of the darkness. They both checked their weapons, all bantering ceased, nodded to each other, then jogged towards the mansion.

Dawn looked up in a daze. She couldn't make out where she was. She tried to stand before realising that she was chained down. Footsteps warned her of an approach, and she looked up in fear as her captor entered the room. She squinted at him trying to make him out. There was something familier about him, but she couldn't recall what. Studying him, Dawn realised what he reminded her of; Xander. Wolf squatted down in front of her. "How are you?" He asked, genuine sounding concern in her voice. Dawn looked at him, searching for falsehood, but finding none, shrugged. "I'm Okay" He nodded, stood up and began pasing the room. Dawn, swallowed noisily, and gathered her courage. "You had better let me go. My sister is the slayer, you know" He made no indication of having heard her. She tried again "I mean, she's so going to kick your ass..." his only response was a soft chuckle. "If you even touch me!..." This time he laughed outright, stopped and turned to face her. "Oh, its not me you have to worry about," He whispered. Dawn looked at him, confused. He nodded to the left. Dawn slowly turned her head that way, and watched as a tall, feminine shadow detatched itself to the wall, and moved closer, swaying slightly, as it to invisible music that only she could hear, until her face was in the light. "Hello Kitten" she said, "Have you come to play?"

Buffy ran through the mansion. She had searched all the lower level rooms, of which there were many, and had only one to go. She stepped close, and hesitated as she heard voices through the door. She pressed her ear to the door, in an attempt to eavesdrop. "Miss Edith said that you came to play." Buffy's blood ran cold. There was only one person that could be. "Drusilla" she whispered.