**Stuff happens. Info obtained.**
Chapter 4 --- As Methos finished up his explanation of Immortals, Watchers, the Game, and how well he knew Anya, he felt it. That spine-tingling sensation of another Immortal, and by the feel of it, he knew it was MacLeod. Habit forced him to pick up a sword from a nearby rack and wait for confirmation. The door opened and MacLeod entered slowly with his hand beneath his coat. Seeing Methos he relaxed and allowed his companions to enter. Amanda strolled in and stood to the side as Joe walked in stiffly leaning on his cane. The new visitors walked down the stairs and waited for the introductions to begin.
"Duncan, Amanda and Joe meet Buffy, her sister Dawn, Willow, Xander and Giles," said Methos. "Pleased to meet you," said Duncan as Buffy gawked at him and drooled. Amanda took her hand and whispered, "He's mine, but you can still look" to Buffy who then pouted and then smiled. Duncan stepped over to Methos and shook his hand and mouthed "Name." Methos replied, "By odd circumstances, they know my real name." To this news, Duncan quirked an eyebrow then shrugged. Joe took the seat offered to him by Giles and thanked him.
Giles took a deep breath then said, "So, Mr. Dawson, what can you tell me about the other Watchers?" Joe shifted nervously and put his hand under his jacket reaching for his gun. Methos noticed the movement and said, "It's okay Joe. He's a Watcher too, but a different vintage. It seems the group diverged way back when and there are no official records of this split." "What do you watch Mr. Giles?" queried a more relaxed Dawson.
"Me," Buffy replied. Giles shot her a look and she shrugged her shoulders and held up her hand. "I am the one chosen girl in all the world who is strong enough and fast enough to slay vampires. As a result, I am the Slayer." Giles asked her, "Do you think that was wise?" She replied, "I had a dream from the Powers telling me I could trust these guys. They will have to trust us too."
"So, I take it you know of us?" asked Duncan. "If by that you mean you are Immortals who play the Game, and are essentially human? Then yes," said Xander. "Well, that takes care of that," replied Amanda smoothly while smiling at Xander who gulped loudly. "Amanda," MacLeod warned. She pouted.
Very much in the same way that Anya appeared then left, the blinding flash of light came and left Whistler standing in their midst. "Whistler, what do you want?" demanded Buffy. "Just to deliver a message," replied the Power's messenger. "Go on," Methos said. MacLeod whispered to Methos, "He's not evil is he?" To that Methos shook his head no.
"Okay, here's the scoop. There is an army of vampires led by an Immortal on its way. They are 5,000 strong and all of them are more than 100 years old. They are trained in the old Roman fashion. They are disciplined and fearless warriors. They are well supplied and do not hunt for food because they carry it with them. To defeat this threat, you needed help Slayer. That's why the Powers sent these guys to help." Buffy just looked sick.
"Willow, Tara says that she is OK and you will finally be able to balance your abilities with immense control. She sends her love and says that it had to happen for reasons you will later understand." Upon hearing this Willow, sat down and wept silently.
"MacLeod, I am also here to tell you that because of Connor's and Kell's quickenings, you are now the most powerful Immortal on Earth. Keep your head and you will be amazed at what you will be able to do. The end of the Game is nearing and you are a key player. As are you Amanda and you Methos. There is someone else that is key and is being returned to you."
With these last words Whistler disappeared in a blinding flash of light and in his place stood Richie Ryan. Duncan, Joe and Methos all stood dumbstruck with mouths open while tears streamed down Duncan's face. Richie just grinned and said, "Where are those donuts I smell?"
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**I just had to bring Richie back. I figured no more dark mojo for Willow and to just have it done quickly and painlessly. Well, what do you think?**
Chapter 4 --- As Methos finished up his explanation of Immortals, Watchers, the Game, and how well he knew Anya, he felt it. That spine-tingling sensation of another Immortal, and by the feel of it, he knew it was MacLeod. Habit forced him to pick up a sword from a nearby rack and wait for confirmation. The door opened and MacLeod entered slowly with his hand beneath his coat. Seeing Methos he relaxed and allowed his companions to enter. Amanda strolled in and stood to the side as Joe walked in stiffly leaning on his cane. The new visitors walked down the stairs and waited for the introductions to begin.
"Duncan, Amanda and Joe meet Buffy, her sister Dawn, Willow, Xander and Giles," said Methos. "Pleased to meet you," said Duncan as Buffy gawked at him and drooled. Amanda took her hand and whispered, "He's mine, but you can still look" to Buffy who then pouted and then smiled. Duncan stepped over to Methos and shook his hand and mouthed "Name." Methos replied, "By odd circumstances, they know my real name." To this news, Duncan quirked an eyebrow then shrugged. Joe took the seat offered to him by Giles and thanked him.
Giles took a deep breath then said, "So, Mr. Dawson, what can you tell me about the other Watchers?" Joe shifted nervously and put his hand under his jacket reaching for his gun. Methos noticed the movement and said, "It's okay Joe. He's a Watcher too, but a different vintage. It seems the group diverged way back when and there are no official records of this split." "What do you watch Mr. Giles?" queried a more relaxed Dawson.
"Me," Buffy replied. Giles shot her a look and she shrugged her shoulders and held up her hand. "I am the one chosen girl in all the world who is strong enough and fast enough to slay vampires. As a result, I am the Slayer." Giles asked her, "Do you think that was wise?" She replied, "I had a dream from the Powers telling me I could trust these guys. They will have to trust us too."
"So, I take it you know of us?" asked Duncan. "If by that you mean you are Immortals who play the Game, and are essentially human? Then yes," said Xander. "Well, that takes care of that," replied Amanda smoothly while smiling at Xander who gulped loudly. "Amanda," MacLeod warned. She pouted.
Very much in the same way that Anya appeared then left, the blinding flash of light came and left Whistler standing in their midst. "Whistler, what do you want?" demanded Buffy. "Just to deliver a message," replied the Power's messenger. "Go on," Methos said. MacLeod whispered to Methos, "He's not evil is he?" To that Methos shook his head no.
"Okay, here's the scoop. There is an army of vampires led by an Immortal on its way. They are 5,000 strong and all of them are more than 100 years old. They are trained in the old Roman fashion. They are disciplined and fearless warriors. They are well supplied and do not hunt for food because they carry it with them. To defeat this threat, you needed help Slayer. That's why the Powers sent these guys to help." Buffy just looked sick.
"Willow, Tara says that she is OK and you will finally be able to balance your abilities with immense control. She sends her love and says that it had to happen for reasons you will later understand." Upon hearing this Willow, sat down and wept silently.
"MacLeod, I am also here to tell you that because of Connor's and Kell's quickenings, you are now the most powerful Immortal on Earth. Keep your head and you will be amazed at what you will be able to do. The end of the Game is nearing and you are a key player. As are you Amanda and you Methos. There is someone else that is key and is being returned to you."
With these last words Whistler disappeared in a blinding flash of light and in his place stood Richie Ryan. Duncan, Joe and Methos all stood dumbstruck with mouths open while tears streamed down Duncan's face. Richie just grinned and said, "Where are those donuts I smell?"
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**I just had to bring Richie back. I figured no more dark mojo for Willow and to just have it done quickly and painlessly. Well, what do you think?**