Chapter 2: Mohra Demon
By:Hope
"Oh! A customer." Anya stated happily to herself when she heard the bell on the front door chime. She got up from her seat and began walking to the door to greet the costumer when she looked up and saw Buffy closing the door behind herself . "Oh…hi buffy." Anya sighed and walked back over to her seat. "…Nice to see you too Anya." Buffy said while looking for the things on Willow's list. "Where do you keep your…" buffy tried to read what willow had written down on the paper but it was some strange latin name so she couldn't understand it. "Your this?" she asked walking over to Anya and showing her the list.
"You're buying things today?" Anya asked excitedly. "Buying things from your friend's shop is good." She smiled cheerfully and began walking around the store, grabbing things as she went along.
Buffy walked over to the table and sat down. She began trying to scratch some imaginary dirt out of her fingernails until she looked onto the table. "Anya…what's this?" Buffy asked, picking up the book on the table.
Anya walked over to buffy to look at it. "Oh, that's just a book on demons that Giles left behind, he expects me to ship it back to him, like that's going to happen. Just because he owns it doesn't mean…"
"No, Anya." Buffy interrupted, pointing to the picture on the page that the book was opened to. "What's that?"
"Oh, that's just a Mohra demon." She said, walking over to the cash register with all of Willow's things in her hands.
"A Mohra demon…" buffy said to herself as she began to read from the book. "The Mohra demon destroys bringers of good by disabling or killing them. There have not been many sightings of this particular demon, they are usually trained by some greater power and used to get rid of or disable their foes. Although their physical abilities may seem quite adequate to deal with the majority of demons they might face, their true power lies within their blood. When they mix their blood with that of a demon's…it will disable the demon and render it almost helpless by making it human…" Buffy's thoughts trailed off back to the dream that she had had that night.
All of it had seemed to real, and it was so detailed, so intricate…and a bunch of other words that buffy couldn't remember. She made sure that Anya wasn't looking and slipped the book into her messenger bag and took Willow's things off of the counter. "Thanks Anya, Willow said to put it on her bill." Anya turned and politely smiled at Buffy, she was dealing with a customer. "At the rate that Willow's going I'll be a billioinaire by the time I'm married." She whispered under her breath as buffy walked out of the store.
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"Will?" Buffy questioned while putting her coat in the closet. "I'm Home." She yelled up the stairs. She turned around and saw willow standing in front of her, dressed and eating pop tarts. "Pop tart?" She asked, offering buffy one.
Buffy held out her hand in a no gesture. "No thanks, actually I was wondering if you could help me with something…" She looked at her friend, not really knowing if she could ask this from her. After all, Tara had just left Willow and moved out of the house two days ago for her excessive use in magic and Buffy didn't want to jepordize any chance that Willow might have at getting Tara back…no matter how gross it seemed to her.
"Yea?" Willow asked. They were now sitting at the counter of the kitchen. Buffy looked at willow and for one moment she could have sworn that she saw the Willow that she had first become friends with 5 years ago. But that was just for a moment, the next thing she knew this willow was back, the Willow that she had found herself drifting apart from since her return.
"A spell. I need to see something….I've been having these dreams and everything is so detailed…"
"Is it another prediction of an apocolypse? Are we all going to die soon or do i…"
"Will, no." Buffy laughed but her laugh died down as soon as she remembered what she was talking about. "I've been having these dreams where I'm watching something, but everything up until the end is really really hazy. I think that it was some kind of spell to make me forget things and I want to find out what it was that I was supposed to forget. Can you help me?" She asked her friend pleadingly, the one thing that she knew she could count on these days from Willow was the willingness to perform magic at any given time.
"Sure, I'll need to get a few things though, and it'll take a while. We'd have to send you back to the time that it took place, mentally at least. And it's perfectly safe too, it's kinda like that spell you used last year when you found out about Dawn." Willow said, trying to sound like she was totally sure of what she was saying.
"Good, I can deal with that." Buffy said, forcing a smile. "When can we have this done by?"
"The supplies aren't that hard to find but I'll need to know what specific time your looking for and things that might help." Buffy took the book out of her bag and opened up to the page on the Mohra demon.
"That's the guy I'm looking for. Two years ago, like almost exactly I think, I went to visit my dad in L.A. and on the way I stopped by Angel's and this demon attacked while I was there." She said while pointing to the image and handing the book over to her friend.
"Well he isn't a very pretty fellow." Willow said, trying to crack a joke. "Ok, I can get everything that we need by tonight, you free?" Willow asked. "Yep, I was planning on beating up the dummy in the Magic Box but I guess I can do that before Dawn gets home."
"Ok, I better start getting the stuff, see you later." Willow said as she walked out of the kitchen and up to her room.
"Oki Doki…I wonder what Xander's doing…" Buffy said to herself as she walked out the door.
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