THE WILLOW-TARA FILE: PART TWO.
That morning, after spending the rest of the night awake, Willow and Tara left for the Magik Shoppe. They thought that with Giles's help they could figure out who this Baal-Pteor guy was and what they could do about him. And of they could count on Buffy, Dawn, Xander and Anya, maybe even Spike.
They walked into the Shoppe. Anya was at the cash register as she usually was.
"Oh," she said, sounding disappointed, "I thought you were paying customers, you know someone important."
"Gee, thanks," replied Willow. "That makes our morning bright and cheerful."
"You know what I meant." Anya said.
"Sure, okay. Is Giles and the others here?'
"Yeah, they're in the back."
"Thanks," said Willow. Turning to Tara she beckoned, "Lets go back, I really want to know who this Baal-Pteor guy is."
"Baal-Pteor?" asked Anya. " I know who he is."
"You do?" cried Tara. "Tell us, tell us."
"What's going on?" Buffy asked from behind them as she and the others came into the room from the back. "Tell you what?"
"Who Baal-Pteor is." Replied Tara.
Everyone started talking at the same time. Giles finally got them to quiet down. "Willow, why don't you start from the beginning so we all will know what you mean."
So Willow and Tara explained about the events of last night and when they finished, Giles gave a thoughtful look, then turned to anya.
"You said that you knew who this Baal-Pteor was. Could you kindly tell us?'
"When I was a demon, I heard about him. He's an ancient Sumerian Demongod. He was also known as the master of madness and the lord of insanity. Apparently He could
destroy your mind and torment your soul until you went stark raving mad. They said he disappeared about three hundred years ago. No one's heard from him since, until now."
"What was that beast that attacked us last night?" asked Willow.
"Probably one if his lesser demon minions. Since you defeated his minion, he'll probably attack you personally now. I'd be careful, he's very powerful. It's said he likes to collect the souls of witches. He collects them."
"Then Tara and I should go home and set up some watch spells. That should warn us if something shows up to attack us again."
"You want me to walk home with you?" asked Buffy. "you know. In case some ugly old demon god pops in."
"No I think we will be alright, Tara and I can handle this. Don't worry."
Giles spoke up, "Still, I want you to call us so we'll know you made it home safe."
"Sure thing." Willow said. "Bye."
They left and as soon as they got home Willow called Giles at the Magik Shoppe.
"We made it home safely, every things all right."
"Good, We'll come by this afternoon to discuss what to do."
"Oky Doky. Bye." She hung up.
She started to say something to Tara when they heard laughter behind them. Turning they saw a man. He was beautiful in away that couldn't possabably been even remotely human.
"Who are you?" asked Tara.
"Baal-Pteor." He replied smiling, then lifted his hand and made a gesture. Tara flew had first into a wall and crumpled uncionscisly to the floor. Then he turned to Willow.
"Now for you." He laughed.
All of a sudden, it seemed to Willow that reality was shifting and distorting all arouned her. Horrifying images bombarded her mind, tearing it apart. She screamed in agony. Then mercifully blackness took her. The last thing she heard was the sound of maniacal laughter.
End part two.
That morning, after spending the rest of the night awake, Willow and Tara left for the Magik Shoppe. They thought that with Giles's help they could figure out who this Baal-Pteor guy was and what they could do about him. And of they could count on Buffy, Dawn, Xander and Anya, maybe even Spike.
They walked into the Shoppe. Anya was at the cash register as she usually was.
"Oh," she said, sounding disappointed, "I thought you were paying customers, you know someone important."
"Gee, thanks," replied Willow. "That makes our morning bright and cheerful."
"You know what I meant." Anya said.
"Sure, okay. Is Giles and the others here?'
"Yeah, they're in the back."
"Thanks," said Willow. Turning to Tara she beckoned, "Lets go back, I really want to know who this Baal-Pteor guy is."
"Baal-Pteor?" asked Anya. " I know who he is."
"You do?" cried Tara. "Tell us, tell us."
"What's going on?" Buffy asked from behind them as she and the others came into the room from the back. "Tell you what?"
"Who Baal-Pteor is." Replied Tara.
Everyone started talking at the same time. Giles finally got them to quiet down. "Willow, why don't you start from the beginning so we all will know what you mean."
So Willow and Tara explained about the events of last night and when they finished, Giles gave a thoughtful look, then turned to anya.
"You said that you knew who this Baal-Pteor was. Could you kindly tell us?'
"When I was a demon, I heard about him. He's an ancient Sumerian Demongod. He was also known as the master of madness and the lord of insanity. Apparently He could
destroy your mind and torment your soul until you went stark raving mad. They said he disappeared about three hundred years ago. No one's heard from him since, until now."
"What was that beast that attacked us last night?" asked Willow.
"Probably one if his lesser demon minions. Since you defeated his minion, he'll probably attack you personally now. I'd be careful, he's very powerful. It's said he likes to collect the souls of witches. He collects them."
"Then Tara and I should go home and set up some watch spells. That should warn us if something shows up to attack us again."
"You want me to walk home with you?" asked Buffy. "you know. In case some ugly old demon god pops in."
"No I think we will be alright, Tara and I can handle this. Don't worry."
Giles spoke up, "Still, I want you to call us so we'll know you made it home safe."
"Sure thing." Willow said. "Bye."
They left and as soon as they got home Willow called Giles at the Magik Shoppe.
"We made it home safely, every things all right."
"Good, We'll come by this afternoon to discuss what to do."
"Oky Doky. Bye." She hung up.
She started to say something to Tara when they heard laughter behind them. Turning they saw a man. He was beautiful in away that couldn't possabably been even remotely human.
"Who are you?" asked Tara.
"Baal-Pteor." He replied smiling, then lifted his hand and made a gesture. Tara flew had first into a wall and crumpled uncionscisly to the floor. Then he turned to Willow.
"Now for you." He laughed.
All of a sudden, it seemed to Willow that reality was shifting and distorting all arouned her. Horrifying images bombarded her mind, tearing it apart. She screamed in agony. Then mercifully blackness took her. The last thing she heard was the sound of maniacal laughter.
End part two.