A/N: Thanks a bunch to Undefined for reading and reviewing. It gives me
motivation. So, please keep reviewing! Hope ya enjoy.
P.S, character(s) death, and a return of a character mentioned in Ch.1,
some swearing...enjoy.
Same disclaimer...If I was Joss, well, I'd be a boy (and rich!)
*** Miranda woke at 3 in the afternoon, splayed on her hard tiled floor. Her blankets were wound round her feet and she felt like she had been hit with a brick in the head. Last night's events flew to her mind and she knew she had to see Connor. She had been foolish, so dumb. Mir knew Angel had not given her a hollow threat either. Mir dressed quickly in a flowing gothic dress, and wound her hair into a bun. She grabbed a spell book and began to study and meditate the things she would need to know. Just then, her abandoned cell phone rang. She grabbed it. "Miranda?" a woman's voice said. It was Willow.
"I'm so glad to hear from you!" Mir cried, tears falling down her cheeks. As little as she wanted to admit it, she longed to be by her adopted mother's side studying Wicca with her in the herb garden.
"Hey sweetie, we miss you." Willow said, voice choked with tears.
"I miss you to...mom" Mir said slowly. Willow began to cry, and then a masculine voice spoke.
"Hey Mirmie..."Xander said, voice husky.
"I miss you. " she said, her own voice cracking.
"We miss you too, you're the closest thing we had to baby, Mir. Even if we're not blood parents...we're parents. It's so hard, we can't sense you. You don't call. It's been a month!" he cried.
"I'm sorry...I'm coiming home right now!" she sobbed into the phone.
"Oh, sweetie...is that smart?" Willow asked, on the other phone.
" I don't care, I've got to see you!" she said.
"I'll be there in a moment...and I might bring a friend." she said, and then told Xander and Willow goodbye.
Mir threw some things in a bag, books and clothes, and then climbed out her window. She stepped out from under the awning and hissed in pain as her skin began to smoke. "Damn it!" she cried, climbing back in to grab her thick hooded cloak. She wrapped herself in it and made the run to Connor's in record time. She stepped in the building and pounded on his door, her skin still steaming. "Connor!!" she yelled, pounding again. The door swung open, and a dazed Connor looked at her. He saw her burning skin, and yanked her inside, and shoved her into the small kitchen area. He grabbed the hose attachment to his sink, and let her have it. "Okay! Stop! Better now!" she said, raising her hands to him. He laughed. "Oh Connor I was stupid!" she wailed.
After Mir had explained, and they had made up, she linked hands with the cool skinned boy. "Are you ready?" she asked.
"I can't wait, Mir." he smiled, squeezing her hands. Mir whispered the spell her mother had taught her, and instantly they were standing in the Harris living room. A trickle of blood ran from her nose, and Connor wiped it away with his pale hand. "Mir?!" a woman's voice yelled.
"In the living room, Willow!" she called back. Her parents stampeded into the living room, and tackled her in s hug.
"You're a vampire." Xander said, stiffining his embrace.
"Yes. I'm still me though." she assured him. He seemed to relax again.
"Yeah, you are." he smiled at her, and then turned to her friend.
"But, um, he's a vamp too..." Mir trailed, putting her arm around Connor. Xander paled.
"MIR! You brought a vamp to our house? Are you two...are you guys dating??" Xander said, flustered by the words.
"Hello! I'M a vampire too. I kinda have a hard time dating PEOPLE." Mir shot back. She switched gears to polite. "This is Connor, he's Angel's son. Connor, this is Willow and Xander, they were best friends of my mother."
"Nice to meet you, Mr and Mrs Harris." Connor charmed. Willow blushed with happiness.
"You're more than welcome here, Connor. Just, uh, don't eat anyone." she smiled. "Well, let's take your bags upstairs, you must be tired!" Willow said, putting her arm around the beautiful girl. Mir smiled at her adopted mother, and they went to catch up on things.
****
Connor woke on a soft bed in Mir's room. She had woken up as sun set, but the magic had made Connor sleepy. He wanted to find the girl and go hunting, but he didn't sense her. He descended the stairs and ran smack into Xander. "Hello, Mr. Harris" Connor said, trying to get by.
"Oh, don't "Mr.Harris" me kid. I know you're evil undead, and my daughter is too." he grumbled, walking up the stairs.
"No, she's beautiful and innocent, Xander. She doesn't disappoint what you've taught her as parents. She's blooming into a queen for her kind." Connor said, turning to Xander.
"Queen? Connor, say how bout' us men go talk this out a bit?" Xander asked. Connor nodded. Her parents needed to know. The two men walked to the den and Connor began to tell his story.
***
"Concentrate, Mir." Willow instructed, as the two sat hand in hand in her herb garden. A moon yellow aura lit the surroundings. The warm evening was perfect for magic. "You're much stronger now." Willow told her daughter.
"Yes, I'm practicing. I want to be just like you." Mir smiled. Willow squeezed her daughter's hands.
"Magic is a very dangerous thing." Willow said, a tone of fear in her voice. "I...several years ago...Someone I loved was killed. I lost control of my powers. I nearly ended the world, Mir. Because of personal vengeance...I nearly ended the world. I lost it, and evil poured through me! Xander, he's the only one who could break my anger. He told me all the things I needed to hear...and I stopped my killing spree. It still haunts me, when I close my eyes..."Willow trailed, as a tear fell from her eyes and hit the ground. In it's spot a beautiful flower grew. Willow plucked it, and handed it to her daughter. Mir tucked it behind her ear, and she pulled her mother into a hug. Willow burst into sobs, and Mir felt herself begin to cry as well. After a few minutes the women pulled themselves together. Willow spoke, "I've taught you spells of protection and healing. I've taught you glamours and curses...but you need more. You're ready for more. I think it's time for spells of destruction and war. Yes, you've played with fire and lightning, but now you need the dark spells."
"Teach me everything you know, mother witch" Mir said, dead seriousness in her tone. Willow gave her a grim smile, and the women began to talk with thier minds and souls.
****
With an hour or two till dawn, Connor and Mir left to hunt. Xander had gave a disapproving look, but there was no blood there in the house. So, she would hunt. They went to the Bronze, a club in Sunnydale. After a few minutes, they had each taken down a person or two. Sunnydale people were too stupid to live. They took to the graveyards, and wandered talking about the day. The two lost track of time, and soon the sun would come. "Here, this crypt!" she yelled, and they dove inside. It was dark and unused, although there was a TV and armchair in the corner. A bed and a fridge were there as well. "This town has some weird vampires..." Connor trailed sitting on the bed.
"Yeah, but this feels familiar..." she said, searching the room for something. A stack of shirts sat in the corner, and she sifted through them. A few stakes rolled to her feet, and by them was a journal. She flipped it open, and read a few poems. They weren't bad...but they were sappy for a vampire. She flipped a few more pages, and saw a sketch of a beautiful woman...who looked a lot like her. It was labeled "Slayer". It was her mother, her real mother. She flipped through and read names, Buffy, Whelp, Xander, the Witch, Willow, Watcher, Slayer, Giles, Wolf Boy, Oz, Tara, Angel, Riley, Dawn, Joyce, and finally....Miranda. She flinched. It was her father's things. She picked up his shirts, and breathed them in. Though the scent was faded, she smelled his power as a master, and a rich cologne scent. "Daddy..."she whispered, and she did something crazy. She vamped out, and bit her own arm. The blood flowed sweetly, and she let it pour as a libation onto his journal. She chanted a bit, and then blessed the book. It glowed gold for a moment, and she stuffed it into her shirt. It would be useful to her soon.
Suddenly, a sharp pain his Mir in the head. She screamed, and fell. It was Willow, something was wrong. Thier sharing of magic had made her attuned to her mother's feelings, and something had just happened. "Connon!!!" she cried, collapsing, as she tried to stand. He rushed to her, and saw her blood on the ground. Without asking, he slit his own vein, and held it to her pursed lips. She latched onto his arm, drawing on his energy. After a few moments, she pushed him away. "We have to get to my parent's house. Something's wrong..."she cried, the pain echoing over her body.
"Uh, Mir...It's broad daylight." he noted.
"I don't care! They're my family!!" she cried. She grabbed the ratty blanket off of the bed, and wrapped herself in it. Connor searched for something to cover himself in, and found a wool blanket in the corner. He turned, but Mir was already gone.
****
Connor caught Mir as she stood in her home's doorway stunned. There was blood across the ground. She went in, and froze. Someone was groaning. "Mom!?" she called. She ran, Connor calling her name. He could sense a trap. "MOM?!" she called, trying to locate her. She did, in the dining room. Willow was draped across the table, blood gushing from her neck and wrists. "MOM!!!" she screamed, and ran to her side.
"Mir...leave..."her mother cried.
"No, no nonono..." she cried. "Where's dad?!" she asked, her voice wavering.
"Xander...upstairs...don't go..."Willow pleaded.
"I-I have to...Connor, stay with her, please" Mir said, and she ran for the stairs. She entered their bedroom, and screamed. Xander was disembowled, and dead. An "M" of blood was smeared across the wall. "Oh, goddess...oh goddess...oh goddess..." she moaned, collapsing onto the bed. Someone was behind her.
"I knew you'd come, my darling..."the voice said. Mir whirrled, and a massive, fat vampire was behind her. "You look a lot like your mother, dear. A lot less living than her, which is always nice." he growled.
"Get away from me." she commanded. The fat vamp laughed and stepped closer to her. She could smell the rot on his breath. He took one step closer, and Mir waved her hand. He flew back into the wall.
"Oh, how cute...surrogate mommy's magic has rubbed off on you." he purred. Connor's footsteps were coming up the stairs.
"Connor, it's okay. Stay back." she said calmly. He stopped moving. Mir raised her hands again, and then stopped.
"Don't you care to know who I am, sweets?" the ugly thing said. "I'm Magnious. The Magnious who had the privelage of dispatching your lovely mother from life...and your dead daddy too. Looks like I got that pleasure twice." he laughed.
"What do you want with me?" she asked, afraid to know. Connor was breathing hard, though he didn't need to.
"Well, I need a mate, you know...Plus...I've got to keep an eye on you. You could ruin the world for me...I really don't need that." he sighed.
"Go to hell." she whispered.
"Love, I've been there. I think you'd like it there, being evil undead and all. We could take a family vacation there, make love in front of Satan himself. God, you'd be a hot one to fuck...bend that over my knee...damn girl...mommy passed on all her talents I bet...You've got a promising career with a mouth like that..." he tormented.
"Shut up!" she cried.
"Or what? You'll cry some more?" he laughed. She smiled, and raised her arms.
"This is for Willow, and Xander" she whispered, and she threw energy at the bastard. He cried in pain as he flew backwards through the wall, and out the window. His screaming grew louder as the sun hit him. Mir finally dropped her arms, and she colapsed in tears. Connor ran up the stairs and staggered after he saw Xander. He picked up his lover, and carried her into her room. He did a small spell himself, and she fell into a deep sleep. He had to finish the job. He went to Willow, who was dying as he looked.
"Take care of her, Connor" she managed. "She loves you. You're all she has." He waved his hand over her eyes, and she fell into her final sleep.
"I will." he said, and went to get Xander's body.
*****
When Mir woke, she was in a car. They were headed back to L.A. "Is it over?" she asked. "Yeah, I took care of it for you, love" Connor said. She smiled, and squeezed his hand. She laid her head on his lap, and fell back asleep. A few hours later, she woke and they were there. Connor took her to his room, and lay down with her. He kissed her forehead, and then kissed away the tears which seeped from her eyes. The next few days would not be easy.
A/N: Like it, love it, hate it? Tell me...and don't think Magnious is done...muhahaha
*** Miranda woke at 3 in the afternoon, splayed on her hard tiled floor. Her blankets were wound round her feet and she felt like she had been hit with a brick in the head. Last night's events flew to her mind and she knew she had to see Connor. She had been foolish, so dumb. Mir knew Angel had not given her a hollow threat either. Mir dressed quickly in a flowing gothic dress, and wound her hair into a bun. She grabbed a spell book and began to study and meditate the things she would need to know. Just then, her abandoned cell phone rang. She grabbed it. "Miranda?" a woman's voice said. It was Willow.
"I'm so glad to hear from you!" Mir cried, tears falling down her cheeks. As little as she wanted to admit it, she longed to be by her adopted mother's side studying Wicca with her in the herb garden.
"Hey sweetie, we miss you." Willow said, voice choked with tears.
"I miss you to...mom" Mir said slowly. Willow began to cry, and then a masculine voice spoke.
"Hey Mirmie..."Xander said, voice husky.
"I miss you. " she said, her own voice cracking.
"We miss you too, you're the closest thing we had to baby, Mir. Even if we're not blood parents...we're parents. It's so hard, we can't sense you. You don't call. It's been a month!" he cried.
"I'm sorry...I'm coiming home right now!" she sobbed into the phone.
"Oh, sweetie...is that smart?" Willow asked, on the other phone.
" I don't care, I've got to see you!" she said.
"I'll be there in a moment...and I might bring a friend." she said, and then told Xander and Willow goodbye.
Mir threw some things in a bag, books and clothes, and then climbed out her window. She stepped out from under the awning and hissed in pain as her skin began to smoke. "Damn it!" she cried, climbing back in to grab her thick hooded cloak. She wrapped herself in it and made the run to Connor's in record time. She stepped in the building and pounded on his door, her skin still steaming. "Connor!!" she yelled, pounding again. The door swung open, and a dazed Connor looked at her. He saw her burning skin, and yanked her inside, and shoved her into the small kitchen area. He grabbed the hose attachment to his sink, and let her have it. "Okay! Stop! Better now!" she said, raising her hands to him. He laughed. "Oh Connor I was stupid!" she wailed.
After Mir had explained, and they had made up, she linked hands with the cool skinned boy. "Are you ready?" she asked.
"I can't wait, Mir." he smiled, squeezing her hands. Mir whispered the spell her mother had taught her, and instantly they were standing in the Harris living room. A trickle of blood ran from her nose, and Connor wiped it away with his pale hand. "Mir?!" a woman's voice yelled.
"In the living room, Willow!" she called back. Her parents stampeded into the living room, and tackled her in s hug.
"You're a vampire." Xander said, stiffining his embrace.
"Yes. I'm still me though." she assured him. He seemed to relax again.
"Yeah, you are." he smiled at her, and then turned to her friend.
"But, um, he's a vamp too..." Mir trailed, putting her arm around Connor. Xander paled.
"MIR! You brought a vamp to our house? Are you two...are you guys dating??" Xander said, flustered by the words.
"Hello! I'M a vampire too. I kinda have a hard time dating PEOPLE." Mir shot back. She switched gears to polite. "This is Connor, he's Angel's son. Connor, this is Willow and Xander, they were best friends of my mother."
"Nice to meet you, Mr and Mrs Harris." Connor charmed. Willow blushed with happiness.
"You're more than welcome here, Connor. Just, uh, don't eat anyone." she smiled. "Well, let's take your bags upstairs, you must be tired!" Willow said, putting her arm around the beautiful girl. Mir smiled at her adopted mother, and they went to catch up on things.
****
Connor woke on a soft bed in Mir's room. She had woken up as sun set, but the magic had made Connor sleepy. He wanted to find the girl and go hunting, but he didn't sense her. He descended the stairs and ran smack into Xander. "Hello, Mr. Harris" Connor said, trying to get by.
"Oh, don't "Mr.Harris" me kid. I know you're evil undead, and my daughter is too." he grumbled, walking up the stairs.
"No, she's beautiful and innocent, Xander. She doesn't disappoint what you've taught her as parents. She's blooming into a queen for her kind." Connor said, turning to Xander.
"Queen? Connor, say how bout' us men go talk this out a bit?" Xander asked. Connor nodded. Her parents needed to know. The two men walked to the den and Connor began to tell his story.
***
"Concentrate, Mir." Willow instructed, as the two sat hand in hand in her herb garden. A moon yellow aura lit the surroundings. The warm evening was perfect for magic. "You're much stronger now." Willow told her daughter.
"Yes, I'm practicing. I want to be just like you." Mir smiled. Willow squeezed her daughter's hands.
"Magic is a very dangerous thing." Willow said, a tone of fear in her voice. "I...several years ago...Someone I loved was killed. I lost control of my powers. I nearly ended the world, Mir. Because of personal vengeance...I nearly ended the world. I lost it, and evil poured through me! Xander, he's the only one who could break my anger. He told me all the things I needed to hear...and I stopped my killing spree. It still haunts me, when I close my eyes..."Willow trailed, as a tear fell from her eyes and hit the ground. In it's spot a beautiful flower grew. Willow plucked it, and handed it to her daughter. Mir tucked it behind her ear, and she pulled her mother into a hug. Willow burst into sobs, and Mir felt herself begin to cry as well. After a few minutes the women pulled themselves together. Willow spoke, "I've taught you spells of protection and healing. I've taught you glamours and curses...but you need more. You're ready for more. I think it's time for spells of destruction and war. Yes, you've played with fire and lightning, but now you need the dark spells."
"Teach me everything you know, mother witch" Mir said, dead seriousness in her tone. Willow gave her a grim smile, and the women began to talk with thier minds and souls.
****
With an hour or two till dawn, Connor and Mir left to hunt. Xander had gave a disapproving look, but there was no blood there in the house. So, she would hunt. They went to the Bronze, a club in Sunnydale. After a few minutes, they had each taken down a person or two. Sunnydale people were too stupid to live. They took to the graveyards, and wandered talking about the day. The two lost track of time, and soon the sun would come. "Here, this crypt!" she yelled, and they dove inside. It was dark and unused, although there was a TV and armchair in the corner. A bed and a fridge were there as well. "This town has some weird vampires..." Connor trailed sitting on the bed.
"Yeah, but this feels familiar..." she said, searching the room for something. A stack of shirts sat in the corner, and she sifted through them. A few stakes rolled to her feet, and by them was a journal. She flipped it open, and read a few poems. They weren't bad...but they were sappy for a vampire. She flipped a few more pages, and saw a sketch of a beautiful woman...who looked a lot like her. It was labeled "Slayer". It was her mother, her real mother. She flipped through and read names, Buffy, Whelp, Xander, the Witch, Willow, Watcher, Slayer, Giles, Wolf Boy, Oz, Tara, Angel, Riley, Dawn, Joyce, and finally....Miranda. She flinched. It was her father's things. She picked up his shirts, and breathed them in. Though the scent was faded, she smelled his power as a master, and a rich cologne scent. "Daddy..."she whispered, and she did something crazy. She vamped out, and bit her own arm. The blood flowed sweetly, and she let it pour as a libation onto his journal. She chanted a bit, and then blessed the book. It glowed gold for a moment, and she stuffed it into her shirt. It would be useful to her soon.
Suddenly, a sharp pain his Mir in the head. She screamed, and fell. It was Willow, something was wrong. Thier sharing of magic had made her attuned to her mother's feelings, and something had just happened. "Connon!!!" she cried, collapsing, as she tried to stand. He rushed to her, and saw her blood on the ground. Without asking, he slit his own vein, and held it to her pursed lips. She latched onto his arm, drawing on his energy. After a few moments, she pushed him away. "We have to get to my parent's house. Something's wrong..."she cried, the pain echoing over her body.
"Uh, Mir...It's broad daylight." he noted.
"I don't care! They're my family!!" she cried. She grabbed the ratty blanket off of the bed, and wrapped herself in it. Connor searched for something to cover himself in, and found a wool blanket in the corner. He turned, but Mir was already gone.
****
Connor caught Mir as she stood in her home's doorway stunned. There was blood across the ground. She went in, and froze. Someone was groaning. "Mom!?" she called. She ran, Connor calling her name. He could sense a trap. "MOM?!" she called, trying to locate her. She did, in the dining room. Willow was draped across the table, blood gushing from her neck and wrists. "MOM!!!" she screamed, and ran to her side.
"Mir...leave..."her mother cried.
"No, no nonono..." she cried. "Where's dad?!" she asked, her voice wavering.
"Xander...upstairs...don't go..."Willow pleaded.
"I-I have to...Connor, stay with her, please" Mir said, and she ran for the stairs. She entered their bedroom, and screamed. Xander was disembowled, and dead. An "M" of blood was smeared across the wall. "Oh, goddess...oh goddess...oh goddess..." she moaned, collapsing onto the bed. Someone was behind her.
"I knew you'd come, my darling..."the voice said. Mir whirrled, and a massive, fat vampire was behind her. "You look a lot like your mother, dear. A lot less living than her, which is always nice." he growled.
"Get away from me." she commanded. The fat vamp laughed and stepped closer to her. She could smell the rot on his breath. He took one step closer, and Mir waved her hand. He flew back into the wall.
"Oh, how cute...surrogate mommy's magic has rubbed off on you." he purred. Connor's footsteps were coming up the stairs.
"Connor, it's okay. Stay back." she said calmly. He stopped moving. Mir raised her hands again, and then stopped.
"Don't you care to know who I am, sweets?" the ugly thing said. "I'm Magnious. The Magnious who had the privelage of dispatching your lovely mother from life...and your dead daddy too. Looks like I got that pleasure twice." he laughed.
"What do you want with me?" she asked, afraid to know. Connor was breathing hard, though he didn't need to.
"Well, I need a mate, you know...Plus...I've got to keep an eye on you. You could ruin the world for me...I really don't need that." he sighed.
"Go to hell." she whispered.
"Love, I've been there. I think you'd like it there, being evil undead and all. We could take a family vacation there, make love in front of Satan himself. God, you'd be a hot one to fuck...bend that over my knee...damn girl...mommy passed on all her talents I bet...You've got a promising career with a mouth like that..." he tormented.
"Shut up!" she cried.
"Or what? You'll cry some more?" he laughed. She smiled, and raised her arms.
"This is for Willow, and Xander" she whispered, and she threw energy at the bastard. He cried in pain as he flew backwards through the wall, and out the window. His screaming grew louder as the sun hit him. Mir finally dropped her arms, and she colapsed in tears. Connor ran up the stairs and staggered after he saw Xander. He picked up his lover, and carried her into her room. He did a small spell himself, and she fell into a deep sleep. He had to finish the job. He went to Willow, who was dying as he looked.
"Take care of her, Connor" she managed. "She loves you. You're all she has." He waved his hand over her eyes, and she fell into her final sleep.
"I will." he said, and went to get Xander's body.
*****
When Mir woke, she was in a car. They were headed back to L.A. "Is it over?" she asked. "Yeah, I took care of it for you, love" Connor said. She smiled, and squeezed his hand. She laid her head on his lap, and fell back asleep. A few hours later, she woke and they were there. Connor took her to his room, and lay down with her. He kissed her forehead, and then kissed away the tears which seeped from her eyes. The next few days would not be easy.
A/N: Like it, love it, hate it? Tell me...and don't think Magnious is done...muhahaha
