A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to put up a new chapter. I've been writing a lot but just not for this story... sorry. I've mostly been working on stories to put up after this is done. But right now I'm not really sure how much is left. This is already a chapter longer than I originally planned it to be. Actually, it was originally only going to be one chapter but you know. Hopefully I'll get some more reviews and want to keep writing. Anyway, I hope you like it!
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"Anya! I mean, uh, Anyanka! Hold on!" Xander called as he chased after his ex-demon girlfriend through a graveyard. 'Only in Sunnydale,' he thought to himself.
"Leave me alone, you male!" Anya screamed back. "Go watch a football game or-or naked women!" 'Why is this man chasing after me? He should be doing normal male things like... acting like an animal or breaking women's hearts,' she thought.
"Don't think so, I'm on official demon-sitting duty. I'm afraid you're stuck with me," Xander retorted.
Anya choose to ignore this comment and kept running. Xander started noticing that they were going through some familiar territory. Not that any cemetery in Sunnydale was unfamiliar territory to a Scooby member but this seemed to bring back specific memories.
'Of course!' Xander thought, 'we came here a while ago when Willow cast that spell and Anya tried to contact D'Hoffryn. Yup, there's the tomb we went to.'
Quickly, Anya opened the door to the tomb, entered, and shut it to shut out Xander. Then, just as quickly, she sat down on the floor and began chanting. Suddenly, the tomb door slammed open again and this time is was Xander who came in.
"Now, what did we say about casting spells without supervision, Anyanka?" Xander scolded playfully.
"If you ignore him, he'll go away," Anya muttered to herself.
Pressing her eyes tightly shut, Anya began chanting again. Xander, not sure how to distract her, decided to let her go through with her chant, hoping it wouldn't work. he realized while watching Anya chant that he probably should've came up with a plan.
Suddenly, there was an explosion of light and Anya disappeared.
"Uh-oh, Buffy's not gonna like this," Xander said, staring at the black scorch mark on the tomb floor.
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"I don't like this," Buffy whispered as she watched Spike jiggle a hair pin into the college administrator's door's lock.
"Don't worry, pet, I've done this before," Spike said.
"Again, I don't want to know."
Spike smirked as he continued wiggling the bobby pin in the door's lock. Slowly, the door eased open.
"See, it worked. Last time I did this, I just kicked down the door," Spike informed Buffy as he let her enter the small room first like a gentleman.
"So..." Buffy started as she looked around the dark office. "Why are we here?"
"Do you know one of the Wiccan's names?" Spike asked, ignoring Buffy's question.
"Um, yeah, Willow's mentioned a girl named Tara Maclay few times."
"Good," Spike said as he turned on the office computer.
"Oh, cracking into the computer, I get it now."
"Good for you," Spike mumbled.
The computer blinked on and many options were laid out before the law-breaking duo. Spike sat down in the chair in front of the computer and took the mouse. After double clicking on an icon, a window of names and room numbers popped up. During all this there was an uncomfortable silence finally broken by Buffy saying, " I still don't like you."
Spike sighed loudly in annoyance and replied, "I think we covered that already."
"Well, I just wanted to reinforce that point," Buffy muttered.
"Tara Maclay, Room 203, Roberts Hall," Spike said triumphantly.
He moved to close the window but Buffy stopped him.
"Can you maybe look up Parker Abraham's room?" she asked. "I mean, not that I want to say, t.p. his room or-or anything..."
Spike shot her annoyed look.
"Just kidding," she laughed shyly.
"Maybe later, when you like me," Spike smiled cockily.
"By then I won't be bitter towards him!" Buffy cried.
Spike rolled his eyes as the computer screen darkened.
"Where's Roberts Hall?"
****
"What's the situation?" Riley asked as the elevator door opened.
"Well, as you can see, the elevators are working again. And so are the lights. But the computers are now all down," Dr.Walsh, who was waiting by the doors, informed him.
"Including the tracking one?" Riley asked.
He was walking through the building, looking at the damage. People in uniform were running around trying to make repairs without avail.
"Yes, which makes sense. It's probably the work of those witches you told me about," Dr.Walsh continued.
"They'd want to cover their tracks. That kind of demon concentration would definitely show up on the tracking screen."
"They've also knocked out our only way of doing research on them, the computer."
"I never thought that Giles endless supply of books would be the better option for research."
"What?"
"Never mind. So why did you call me down here?" Riley asked.
They were now standing on a balcony over-looking the many demon cages the Initiative had to offer.
'They're all acting up again," Dr.Walsh murmured. "I'd like you to get a team together and track these sub-terrestrials who are messing with our computers."
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There was darkness all around Anya. She couldn't tell if she was in a room or just an endless field of darkness. Then she saw movement. A robbed figure stepped out from nowhere. As the hood of the rode slide down, two large, glowing green eyes were revealed.
"You again?" the figure groaned.
"What do you mean, me again?" Anya fumed. "I'm Anyanka! Avenger of scorned women!"
"No, you're Anya Emerson, a regular human, remember?" D'Hoffyrn said in annoyance.
"Human? Human? No, I'm not human! I'm a de-" Anya stopped suddenly. "My necklace... I didn't even think to check but... it's gone."
"That watcher fellow smashed it, remember? What happened to you, Anya? Don't you remember anything?"
The clearly shaken girl was now sitting on the floor, rubbing her neck where her necklace once lay. A look of bewilderment was painted on her features. D'Hoffryn couldn't help but feel a stab of guilt looking at the lost girl who use to be one of his favorite demons.
"Anyanka, Anyanka. We went through this already. You lost your powers and I can't give them back to you unless you earn them," D'Hoffryn explained.
"Stupid rules. I didn't put boils on penises for over a thousand years for nothing!" Anya sobbed.
"I'm really sorry. Rules are rules. You know what happens to those who break the rules," D'Hoffryn consoled her. "Wait! I have a way for you to earn your powers back!"
Anya's eyes widened at this and she looked up hopefully at the demon.
"I know you have amnesia or whatever but do you remember the Sirenial Sisters?"
****
"I'm glad you could make it, Willow!" Cullena cried happily as she embraced the new arrival.
"Now we're complete," Reina commented when she, Clarissa, and Rose walked up to where their sister stood.
"Yes... yes we are," Cullena murmured. "Let's go. The sooner we finish this the sooner we can move onto greater things."
The sisters linked arms with their dazed counter parts. They began moving quickly and silently across the college campus. They passed Stevenson Hall then Bailey Hall and then they finally arrived at their destination. Roberts Hall. They didn't even need to smell the air anymore, they could just sense where they needed to go. Walking up stairs and passing doors, they finally came to the one they wanted.
"We've come to answer your chants.'
****
"So this is Roberts Hall then?" Spike asked after an awkward walk across the campus.
"Yup," Buffy replied, "lets just hope Tara doesn't think we're totally insane."
****
"Anya! I mean, uh, Anyanka! Hold on!" Xander called as he chased after his ex-demon girlfriend through a graveyard. 'Only in Sunnydale,' he thought to himself.
"Leave me alone, you male!" Anya screamed back. "Go watch a football game or-or naked women!" 'Why is this man chasing after me? He should be doing normal male things like... acting like an animal or breaking women's hearts,' she thought.
"Don't think so, I'm on official demon-sitting duty. I'm afraid you're stuck with me," Xander retorted.
Anya choose to ignore this comment and kept running. Xander started noticing that they were going through some familiar territory. Not that any cemetery in Sunnydale was unfamiliar territory to a Scooby member but this seemed to bring back specific memories.
'Of course!' Xander thought, 'we came here a while ago when Willow cast that spell and Anya tried to contact D'Hoffryn. Yup, there's the tomb we went to.'
Quickly, Anya opened the door to the tomb, entered, and shut it to shut out Xander. Then, just as quickly, she sat down on the floor and began chanting. Suddenly, the tomb door slammed open again and this time is was Xander who came in.
"Now, what did we say about casting spells without supervision, Anyanka?" Xander scolded playfully.
"If you ignore him, he'll go away," Anya muttered to herself.
Pressing her eyes tightly shut, Anya began chanting again. Xander, not sure how to distract her, decided to let her go through with her chant, hoping it wouldn't work. he realized while watching Anya chant that he probably should've came up with a plan.
Suddenly, there was an explosion of light and Anya disappeared.
"Uh-oh, Buffy's not gonna like this," Xander said, staring at the black scorch mark on the tomb floor.
****
"I don't like this," Buffy whispered as she watched Spike jiggle a hair pin into the college administrator's door's lock.
"Don't worry, pet, I've done this before," Spike said.
"Again, I don't want to know."
Spike smirked as he continued wiggling the bobby pin in the door's lock. Slowly, the door eased open.
"See, it worked. Last time I did this, I just kicked down the door," Spike informed Buffy as he let her enter the small room first like a gentleman.
"So..." Buffy started as she looked around the dark office. "Why are we here?"
"Do you know one of the Wiccan's names?" Spike asked, ignoring Buffy's question.
"Um, yeah, Willow's mentioned a girl named Tara Maclay few times."
"Good," Spike said as he turned on the office computer.
"Oh, cracking into the computer, I get it now."
"Good for you," Spike mumbled.
The computer blinked on and many options were laid out before the law-breaking duo. Spike sat down in the chair in front of the computer and took the mouse. After double clicking on an icon, a window of names and room numbers popped up. During all this there was an uncomfortable silence finally broken by Buffy saying, " I still don't like you."
Spike sighed loudly in annoyance and replied, "I think we covered that already."
"Well, I just wanted to reinforce that point," Buffy muttered.
"Tara Maclay, Room 203, Roberts Hall," Spike said triumphantly.
He moved to close the window but Buffy stopped him.
"Can you maybe look up Parker Abraham's room?" she asked. "I mean, not that I want to say, t.p. his room or-or anything..."
Spike shot her annoyed look.
"Just kidding," she laughed shyly.
"Maybe later, when you like me," Spike smiled cockily.
"By then I won't be bitter towards him!" Buffy cried.
Spike rolled his eyes as the computer screen darkened.
"Where's Roberts Hall?"
****
"What's the situation?" Riley asked as the elevator door opened.
"Well, as you can see, the elevators are working again. And so are the lights. But the computers are now all down," Dr.Walsh, who was waiting by the doors, informed him.
"Including the tracking one?" Riley asked.
He was walking through the building, looking at the damage. People in uniform were running around trying to make repairs without avail.
"Yes, which makes sense. It's probably the work of those witches you told me about," Dr.Walsh continued.
"They'd want to cover their tracks. That kind of demon concentration would definitely show up on the tracking screen."
"They've also knocked out our only way of doing research on them, the computer."
"I never thought that Giles endless supply of books would be the better option for research."
"What?"
"Never mind. So why did you call me down here?" Riley asked.
They were now standing on a balcony over-looking the many demon cages the Initiative had to offer.
'They're all acting up again," Dr.Walsh murmured. "I'd like you to get a team together and track these sub-terrestrials who are messing with our computers."
****
There was darkness all around Anya. She couldn't tell if she was in a room or just an endless field of darkness. Then she saw movement. A robbed figure stepped out from nowhere. As the hood of the rode slide down, two large, glowing green eyes were revealed.
"You again?" the figure groaned.
"What do you mean, me again?" Anya fumed. "I'm Anyanka! Avenger of scorned women!"
"No, you're Anya Emerson, a regular human, remember?" D'Hoffyrn said in annoyance.
"Human? Human? No, I'm not human! I'm a de-" Anya stopped suddenly. "My necklace... I didn't even think to check but... it's gone."
"That watcher fellow smashed it, remember? What happened to you, Anya? Don't you remember anything?"
The clearly shaken girl was now sitting on the floor, rubbing her neck where her necklace once lay. A look of bewilderment was painted on her features. D'Hoffryn couldn't help but feel a stab of guilt looking at the lost girl who use to be one of his favorite demons.
"Anyanka, Anyanka. We went through this already. You lost your powers and I can't give them back to you unless you earn them," D'Hoffryn explained.
"Stupid rules. I didn't put boils on penises for over a thousand years for nothing!" Anya sobbed.
"I'm really sorry. Rules are rules. You know what happens to those who break the rules," D'Hoffryn consoled her. "Wait! I have a way for you to earn your powers back!"
Anya's eyes widened at this and she looked up hopefully at the demon.
"I know you have amnesia or whatever but do you remember the Sirenial Sisters?"
****
"I'm glad you could make it, Willow!" Cullena cried happily as she embraced the new arrival.
"Now we're complete," Reina commented when she, Clarissa, and Rose walked up to where their sister stood.
"Yes... yes we are," Cullena murmured. "Let's go. The sooner we finish this the sooner we can move onto greater things."
The sisters linked arms with their dazed counter parts. They began moving quickly and silently across the college campus. They passed Stevenson Hall then Bailey Hall and then they finally arrived at their destination. Roberts Hall. They didn't even need to smell the air anymore, they could just sense where they needed to go. Walking up stairs and passing doors, they finally came to the one they wanted.
"We've come to answer your chants.'
****
"So this is Roberts Hall then?" Spike asked after an awkward walk across the campus.
"Yup," Buffy replied, "lets just hope Tara doesn't think we're totally insane."