Chapter Seven
Buffy lead both Kellie and Spike to the Summers house; Kellie remembered that she left her suitcase somewhere and Buffy said they could get it later.
Buffy and the other two entered the house through the kitchen; Buffy shut the door behind them. Buffy could hear Dawn's voice from the living room, laughing and telling Darry that she was cheating on the game they were playing. Then she could hear Darry laughing and defending herself; Oz was telling Dawn that it was impossible to cheat at 'Go Fish'. Buffy looked over at Kellie, who had a surprised look on her face that looked like she had just been told that her mother was still alive, or close enough. Buffy noticed that Kellie had tears at the corners of her eyes.
Buffy walked into the living room, closely followed by Kellie. "Darry." Buffy said as she entered the living room.
Darry looked up but didn't have to say anything because Kellie stepped beside the blonde Slayer. Darry blinked and sucked in a breath; she felt Oz's hand on her shoulder but she didn't bother to look back. She barely noticed that everyone in the room had gotten quiet; Dawn had dropped her playing cards and Willow had as well.
Darry stood up and Oz dropped his hand back onto the couch; Darry walked over to where Kellie stood and the cousins stared at each other.
"My God." Kellie whispered. Then she moved forward and embraced her cousin, tears trickling down her cheeks. Darry hugged back, happy that her cousin was back, her only family member was now back in Sunnydale.
When Kellie and Darry broke the embrace, Kellie was greeted by the other members of the house, including Oz. Oz put his hand on Darry's shoulder again; she looked back at him and smiled. Oz could tell that Darry was happy to have Kellie back, he could tell that Kellie was one of the things that Darry had been missing. He leaned forward and kissed Darry on the cheek, causing her to turn around and smile, kissing him on the lips quickly.
After everyone talked and stuff, Dawn said, "We should go to Chick-Fl-A to get some dinner because Willow didn't feed me."
So, after Buffy remembered that Chick-Fl-A was open until midnight, the group set off to the only Chick-Fl-A in Sunnydale.
No one was in the restaurant so Dawn decided to ran around and scream because there was no one to tell her not to. After ordering their food from employees who thought they were nuts, everyone sat down at the biggest table in Chick-Fl-A. As they eat, they talked.
"I got fired from Chick-Fl-A one time." Kellie said after taking a bite of her chicken sandwich.
"How do you get fired from a place like this?" Dawn asked, referring to the fact that all you had to do to work here was take orders and wrap chicken into shiny paper wrappers.
Kellie took a breath and then mockly hung her head in shame. "I ate the chicken nuggets." She said, trying not to laugh.
The others at the table, however, couldn't help but laugh and Kellie joined in. However, Buffy couldn't help but think of Rex and the guy who had chased Darry and Oz a few nights before; she couldn't help but think that they hadn't acted on their own will or ideas but forced to by someone else. Buffy was fearful of what that 'something else' might be.
In the Sunnydale High School, that kids said was haunted, the Urn still rested on the library table. But, it looked like a normal pot that one would put flowers in; it no longer held the thing that called itself Chaos, even though that was what it was.
The Chaos that used to reside in the Urn was no a being that no longer was bound to such confidments. Now, Chaos was free with a body that was his own; souls still screamed and begged for forgiveness on his body but he was now his own. He no longer needed one to act for him; he could now act on his own.
And act he would.
After Chick-Fl-A had closed, Spike went back to his crypt and Buffy went patrolling. Dawn, Darry, Kellie and Willow went back to the Summers house and decided to turn in for the night.
For Kellie, it seemed weird to be back in her 'old room', after the tiny but house like apartment she had lived in for a month.
She still hadn't retrieved her suitcase so she borrowed a nightgown from Darry until she got her own clothes back. After the girls were changed and in bed, Kellie told Darry about Spike.
Darry was only slightly surprised, though she didn't know why. She was, however, surprised by the question that Kellie asked her. "Have you ever...you know slept with Oz?" Kellie asked, turning to face her cousin in the darkness.
"No." Darry answered, not turning to face her cousin but staring up at the ceiling. She traced the designs with her eyes and saw Kellie turn over on her back, out of the corner of her eye.
Kellie decided to let the question and topic drop and began to tell Darry about Kevin Margarita, but in Snowville. After the cousins joked a little bit about his name, they both fell asleep, unaware of the horrors that walked Sunnydale that night.
Chaos had left Sunnydale High, which was now indeed haunted, and prowled Sunnydale, his body moving in many different directions at one time. His skeletal like hands, if you could call them that, reached out a nothing and then shrunk back into his body, only to reach out again.
He walked through a graveyard, his body floating over plants and causing then to die, to crackle beneath him, trying brown and lifeless. Something, however, moved in the cemetery; it wasn't alive, however, Chaos could tell but it moved like a live thing and would serve the same purpose to him as a live thing.
As Chaos grew neared to the moving form in the cemetery, one of the souls in him began to screech and call out. Chaos now knew that the thing that moved in front of him was a vampire, who had made the choice to send his otherwise pure soul to the Underworld where Chaos waited to retrieve it.
Not only did Chaos know that this thing was a vampire but he also knew that this thing was friends with the Slayer, of whom he sought to kill. Yes, this soul-less blemish of Earth would serve his purpose more then he believed at first.
"Undead one, vampire." Chaos called out, his voice sounded as though it was a million places at once.
The vampire whirled around, his duster spun like a dress around his legs. "What the bloody hell are you?" The vampire asked in a thick British accent.
"I am every damned soul confided to Hell; I am Chaos, nothing less but much more." Chaos answered. "You are a undead one, forced to walk the Earth for all eternity because you were chosen by Hell to be evil."
The vampire seemed shaken by his words but quickly recovered. "Yeah, what's it to you?" The vampire asked.
"I require your help." Chaos answered. "A help you will give to me." It added.
The vampire, who Chaos now knew as William because his soul bore that name, took a step back, away from Chaos. Chaos, however, floated toward him, knowing that it would be easy to get the vampire on his side for vampires were evil. Vampires were soul-less and had no reason to be good; this vampire, however, wasn't evil like the others, Chaos could sense this.
Chaos floated toward the vampire, William, and grabbed him with his skeletal hand, keeping the vampire from going any further. As soon as he touched him, Chaos could read his thoughts; William preferred to be called Spike and had earned his name because he used to torture his victims on railroad spikes. He had a girlfriend, who was human, that had just returned from some other town; he was friends with the Slayer and other people who were slightly 'supernatural'; one was a witch, or used to be a witch, the other was a werewolf and was just recently brought back from the dead, her sister used to be the Key, which would open other dimensions.
Spike had chosen to help the Slayer after he had gotten a chip implanted in his head that enabled him to do any form of violence to anything living. However, last month he and his girlfriend had forced a doctor to get the chip removed. He was, however, still working with the Slayer to rid Sunnydale of bad things.
"Vampire, you will do my bidding." Chaos commanded, wrapping his 'hands' around Spike's head.
Spike tried to back away but succumbed to Chaos's evil; Chaos implanted scenes of horror, of death and hopelessness in Spike's head, reminding him of everything he lost when he became good.
Chaos took his 'hands' away from Spike and was instantly aware that there was a new sparkle in Spike's eye; a sparkle that Spike lost when he turned good.
"You will help me?" Chaos asked, though it really wasn't a question.
"Yes; it'll be a party." Spike answered.
Chaos led Spike back to the School where he still decided to keep up residence.
"Now, what exactly do you want me to do?" Spike asked and ran his finger along the dusty library shelf, looking over at the Urn still resting there.
Chaos turned to him. "You will lead the Slayer and her friends to me, to their deaths; it is very simple for you." Chaos answered.
Spike looked over at him. "So simple, why do you need me?" Spike asked.
"You know the Slayer, you know all about you, you know her inside and out and she know's you. She trusts you, she trusts you with everything including the life of her sister; she will not question you or anything you say. Her girlfriend trusts you as well, her cousin trusts her and her boyfriend trusts her; humans dwell on trust, it is so simple and foolish you so easily broken and used against them. It is you who must use that trust to lead them here and it is you who must break it." Chaos answered.
Spike smiled. "Nothing like a good old fashioned evil." Spiked smiled. "Sounds like a bloody good time." Spike turned to look at Chaos in full-vamp face, his teeth flashing. "When do we start?"
Buffy lead both Kellie and Spike to the Summers house; Kellie remembered that she left her suitcase somewhere and Buffy said they could get it later.
Buffy and the other two entered the house through the kitchen; Buffy shut the door behind them. Buffy could hear Dawn's voice from the living room, laughing and telling Darry that she was cheating on the game they were playing. Then she could hear Darry laughing and defending herself; Oz was telling Dawn that it was impossible to cheat at 'Go Fish'. Buffy looked over at Kellie, who had a surprised look on her face that looked like she had just been told that her mother was still alive, or close enough. Buffy noticed that Kellie had tears at the corners of her eyes.
Buffy walked into the living room, closely followed by Kellie. "Darry." Buffy said as she entered the living room.
Darry looked up but didn't have to say anything because Kellie stepped beside the blonde Slayer. Darry blinked and sucked in a breath; she felt Oz's hand on her shoulder but she didn't bother to look back. She barely noticed that everyone in the room had gotten quiet; Dawn had dropped her playing cards and Willow had as well.
Darry stood up and Oz dropped his hand back onto the couch; Darry walked over to where Kellie stood and the cousins stared at each other.
"My God." Kellie whispered. Then she moved forward and embraced her cousin, tears trickling down her cheeks. Darry hugged back, happy that her cousin was back, her only family member was now back in Sunnydale.
When Kellie and Darry broke the embrace, Kellie was greeted by the other members of the house, including Oz. Oz put his hand on Darry's shoulder again; she looked back at him and smiled. Oz could tell that Darry was happy to have Kellie back, he could tell that Kellie was one of the things that Darry had been missing. He leaned forward and kissed Darry on the cheek, causing her to turn around and smile, kissing him on the lips quickly.
After everyone talked and stuff, Dawn said, "We should go to Chick-Fl-A to get some dinner because Willow didn't feed me."
So, after Buffy remembered that Chick-Fl-A was open until midnight, the group set off to the only Chick-Fl-A in Sunnydale.
No one was in the restaurant so Dawn decided to ran around and scream because there was no one to tell her not to. After ordering their food from employees who thought they were nuts, everyone sat down at the biggest table in Chick-Fl-A. As they eat, they talked.
"I got fired from Chick-Fl-A one time." Kellie said after taking a bite of her chicken sandwich.
"How do you get fired from a place like this?" Dawn asked, referring to the fact that all you had to do to work here was take orders and wrap chicken into shiny paper wrappers.
Kellie took a breath and then mockly hung her head in shame. "I ate the chicken nuggets." She said, trying not to laugh.
The others at the table, however, couldn't help but laugh and Kellie joined in. However, Buffy couldn't help but think of Rex and the guy who had chased Darry and Oz a few nights before; she couldn't help but think that they hadn't acted on their own will or ideas but forced to by someone else. Buffy was fearful of what that 'something else' might be.
In the Sunnydale High School, that kids said was haunted, the Urn still rested on the library table. But, it looked like a normal pot that one would put flowers in; it no longer held the thing that called itself Chaos, even though that was what it was.
The Chaos that used to reside in the Urn was no a being that no longer was bound to such confidments. Now, Chaos was free with a body that was his own; souls still screamed and begged for forgiveness on his body but he was now his own. He no longer needed one to act for him; he could now act on his own.
And act he would.
After Chick-Fl-A had closed, Spike went back to his crypt and Buffy went patrolling. Dawn, Darry, Kellie and Willow went back to the Summers house and decided to turn in for the night.
For Kellie, it seemed weird to be back in her 'old room', after the tiny but house like apartment she had lived in for a month.
She still hadn't retrieved her suitcase so she borrowed a nightgown from Darry until she got her own clothes back. After the girls were changed and in bed, Kellie told Darry about Spike.
Darry was only slightly surprised, though she didn't know why. She was, however, surprised by the question that Kellie asked her. "Have you ever...you know slept with Oz?" Kellie asked, turning to face her cousin in the darkness.
"No." Darry answered, not turning to face her cousin but staring up at the ceiling. She traced the designs with her eyes and saw Kellie turn over on her back, out of the corner of her eye.
Kellie decided to let the question and topic drop and began to tell Darry about Kevin Margarita, but in Snowville. After the cousins joked a little bit about his name, they both fell asleep, unaware of the horrors that walked Sunnydale that night.
Chaos had left Sunnydale High, which was now indeed haunted, and prowled Sunnydale, his body moving in many different directions at one time. His skeletal like hands, if you could call them that, reached out a nothing and then shrunk back into his body, only to reach out again.
He walked through a graveyard, his body floating over plants and causing then to die, to crackle beneath him, trying brown and lifeless. Something, however, moved in the cemetery; it wasn't alive, however, Chaos could tell but it moved like a live thing and would serve the same purpose to him as a live thing.
As Chaos grew neared to the moving form in the cemetery, one of the souls in him began to screech and call out. Chaos now knew that the thing that moved in front of him was a vampire, who had made the choice to send his otherwise pure soul to the Underworld where Chaos waited to retrieve it.
Not only did Chaos know that this thing was a vampire but he also knew that this thing was friends with the Slayer, of whom he sought to kill. Yes, this soul-less blemish of Earth would serve his purpose more then he believed at first.
"Undead one, vampire." Chaos called out, his voice sounded as though it was a million places at once.
The vampire whirled around, his duster spun like a dress around his legs. "What the bloody hell are you?" The vampire asked in a thick British accent.
"I am every damned soul confided to Hell; I am Chaos, nothing less but much more." Chaos answered. "You are a undead one, forced to walk the Earth for all eternity because you were chosen by Hell to be evil."
The vampire seemed shaken by his words but quickly recovered. "Yeah, what's it to you?" The vampire asked.
"I require your help." Chaos answered. "A help you will give to me." It added.
The vampire, who Chaos now knew as William because his soul bore that name, took a step back, away from Chaos. Chaos, however, floated toward him, knowing that it would be easy to get the vampire on his side for vampires were evil. Vampires were soul-less and had no reason to be good; this vampire, however, wasn't evil like the others, Chaos could sense this.
Chaos floated toward the vampire, William, and grabbed him with his skeletal hand, keeping the vampire from going any further. As soon as he touched him, Chaos could read his thoughts; William preferred to be called Spike and had earned his name because he used to torture his victims on railroad spikes. He had a girlfriend, who was human, that had just returned from some other town; he was friends with the Slayer and other people who were slightly 'supernatural'; one was a witch, or used to be a witch, the other was a werewolf and was just recently brought back from the dead, her sister used to be the Key, which would open other dimensions.
Spike had chosen to help the Slayer after he had gotten a chip implanted in his head that enabled him to do any form of violence to anything living. However, last month he and his girlfriend had forced a doctor to get the chip removed. He was, however, still working with the Slayer to rid Sunnydale of bad things.
"Vampire, you will do my bidding." Chaos commanded, wrapping his 'hands' around Spike's head.
Spike tried to back away but succumbed to Chaos's evil; Chaos implanted scenes of horror, of death and hopelessness in Spike's head, reminding him of everything he lost when he became good.
Chaos took his 'hands' away from Spike and was instantly aware that there was a new sparkle in Spike's eye; a sparkle that Spike lost when he turned good.
"You will help me?" Chaos asked, though it really wasn't a question.
"Yes; it'll be a party." Spike answered.
Chaos led Spike back to the School where he still decided to keep up residence.
"Now, what exactly do you want me to do?" Spike asked and ran his finger along the dusty library shelf, looking over at the Urn still resting there.
Chaos turned to him. "You will lead the Slayer and her friends to me, to their deaths; it is very simple for you." Chaos answered.
Spike looked over at him. "So simple, why do you need me?" Spike asked.
"You know the Slayer, you know all about you, you know her inside and out and she know's you. She trusts you, she trusts you with everything including the life of her sister; she will not question you or anything you say. Her girlfriend trusts you as well, her cousin trusts her and her boyfriend trusts her; humans dwell on trust, it is so simple and foolish you so easily broken and used against them. It is you who must use that trust to lead them here and it is you who must break it." Chaos answered.
Spike smiled. "Nothing like a good old fashioned evil." Spiked smiled. "Sounds like a bloody good time." Spike turned to look at Chaos in full-vamp face, his teeth flashing. "When do we start?"
