Title: Again?
Author: Spiffy Da WonderSheep
Disclaimer: Do not start an exercise program without the consent of a physician... erm, you know what I mean.
Part X
Anya, Xander, Giles, Dawn, and Spike stood around the training room, an uncomfortable silence surrounding them.
"Right," Spike said after a minute that lasted a century. "Well, we got the Vessel, now we just have to wait."
"Erm, exactly what did the prophecy say?" Giles asked.
Anya closed her eyes and recited, " 'In the Town of the Sun, in the 4699th year, the Year of the Snake, at the sound of the first bell, a Kantok will mate with a Farwerk, and all Hell will break loose.' "
"Hmmm." Giles took his glasses off and cleaned them with his shirttail. "A Kantok and a Farwerk are the names for the male and female forms of the Snirchot demon."
"So there's a lot of them out there? How am I supposed to know which one to kill?" Spike asked.
"I was fairly certain they were all extinct," Giles mused, not having heard Spike's question.
"So you're saying there aren't many of them?" Spike asked again.
"That slayer in the 18th century, she made it a life mission to take them out... There haven't been many sightings since..."
Spike grabbed Giles' shoulders and shook him brusquely. "How do I find them, and how do I kill them?"
"Oh. Well." Giles blinked a lot. "They like abandoned buildings, especially ones that have been burned, because they eat charcoal. Um, they only mate once a century."
"What are the odds that tonight's the night for love?" Xander quipped.
Everyone ignored him as Giles continued. "I believe they can only be killed by silver thrice blessed, or a Vessel of-"
"Holy Truth." everyone finished his sentence for him.
Giles took his glasses off and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Yes. That."
"So, now all we have to do is figure out what building these beasties are hiding in, and wait till one a.m. Sounds easy."
"Too easy. Isn't that what you're supposed to say?" Anya asked when everyone turned around to look at her.
"You know, I think there's only one burnt-out building in Sunnydale right now," Xander said. "With the real estate market the way it has been, usually damage is cleared up tout suite, but this is government property-"
"You don't mean Sunnydale High?" Giles asked incredulously.
Xander shrugged. "It would make sense. If a Hellmouth was going to be opened by an act of carnal knowledge, wouldn't it make sense if the act was committed, oh, say, on top of the Hellmouth."
"That's new and kinky," Anya said.
"Let's not talk about that now, An."
Everyone else shuddered.
"So, now we wait," Spike said.
The door from the shop opened, and all five of them jumped. Willow regarded them all with calm, red-rimmed eyes. "She's gone," she said.
* * * *
Power knocked on Power's private door for the third time. It was starting to get a little peeved, and it was certain that it now had proof that Power was meddling in Sunnydale. How else would a destined love like that of the two Witches break up so quickly? Power knocked again. "Power! I need to talk to you!"
"Power's not in there," Power said. "But that's okay, you and I can discuss the Witches."
"Yeah, we can," Power said, turning, fists balled up. "Why did you break them up?"
"Oh, you can't play that game with myself, Power. This has your fingerprints all over it. You know I had big plans for these two when I had them meet."
"And you know even though I hate all this lovey-dovey softhearted crap you're into, I had big plans for them too. Plans which you know can only be fulfilled if they stay together and continue to study magic!"
"There's traces of one of us down there at that juncture!" Power insisted.
"You don't think-" Power said.
Power's eyes widened as comprehension dawned, then exclaimed, "Again?"
"It's just the sort of thing---"
"I know!" Power growled.
"That's it." Power said. "The kid gloves are coming off."
Author: Spiffy Da WonderSheep
Disclaimer: Do not start an exercise program without the consent of a physician... erm, you know what I mean.
Part X
Anya, Xander, Giles, Dawn, and Spike stood around the training room, an uncomfortable silence surrounding them.
"Right," Spike said after a minute that lasted a century. "Well, we got the Vessel, now we just have to wait."
"Erm, exactly what did the prophecy say?" Giles asked.
Anya closed her eyes and recited, " 'In the Town of the Sun, in the 4699th year, the Year of the Snake, at the sound of the first bell, a Kantok will mate with a Farwerk, and all Hell will break loose.' "
"Hmmm." Giles took his glasses off and cleaned them with his shirttail. "A Kantok and a Farwerk are the names for the male and female forms of the Snirchot demon."
"So there's a lot of them out there? How am I supposed to know which one to kill?" Spike asked.
"I was fairly certain they were all extinct," Giles mused, not having heard Spike's question.
"So you're saying there aren't many of them?" Spike asked again.
"That slayer in the 18th century, she made it a life mission to take them out... There haven't been many sightings since..."
Spike grabbed Giles' shoulders and shook him brusquely. "How do I find them, and how do I kill them?"
"Oh. Well." Giles blinked a lot. "They like abandoned buildings, especially ones that have been burned, because they eat charcoal. Um, they only mate once a century."
"What are the odds that tonight's the night for love?" Xander quipped.
Everyone ignored him as Giles continued. "I believe they can only be killed by silver thrice blessed, or a Vessel of-"
"Holy Truth." everyone finished his sentence for him.
Giles took his glasses off and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Yes. That."
"So, now all we have to do is figure out what building these beasties are hiding in, and wait till one a.m. Sounds easy."
"Too easy. Isn't that what you're supposed to say?" Anya asked when everyone turned around to look at her.
"You know, I think there's only one burnt-out building in Sunnydale right now," Xander said. "With the real estate market the way it has been, usually damage is cleared up tout suite, but this is government property-"
"You don't mean Sunnydale High?" Giles asked incredulously.
Xander shrugged. "It would make sense. If a Hellmouth was going to be opened by an act of carnal knowledge, wouldn't it make sense if the act was committed, oh, say, on top of the Hellmouth."
"That's new and kinky," Anya said.
"Let's not talk about that now, An."
Everyone else shuddered.
"So, now we wait," Spike said.
The door from the shop opened, and all five of them jumped. Willow regarded them all with calm, red-rimmed eyes. "She's gone," she said.
* * * *
Power knocked on Power's private door for the third time. It was starting to get a little peeved, and it was certain that it now had proof that Power was meddling in Sunnydale. How else would a destined love like that of the two Witches break up so quickly? Power knocked again. "Power! I need to talk to you!"
"Power's not in there," Power said. "But that's okay, you and I can discuss the Witches."
"Yeah, we can," Power said, turning, fists balled up. "Why did you break them up?"
"Oh, you can't play that game with myself, Power. This has your fingerprints all over it. You know I had big plans for these two when I had them meet."
"And you know even though I hate all this lovey-dovey softhearted crap you're into, I had big plans for them too. Plans which you know can only be fulfilled if they stay together and continue to study magic!"
"There's traces of one of us down there at that juncture!" Power insisted.
"You don't think-" Power said.
Power's eyes widened as comprehension dawned, then exclaimed, "Again?"
"It's just the sort of thing---"
"I know!" Power growled.
"That's it." Power said. "The kid gloves are coming off."