Chapter 3
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Brian the Irish wasn't feeling well. Of course this came as a major surprise to him seeing as he was Immortal. He drifted from consciousness to death many times in the past few days after taking the head of the girl in the clearing. Brian wasn't evil by any man's standards; she had challenged him after he offered to help her with a ride. She wouldn't take no for an answer and attacked.
He had felt there was something odd about the Quickening, like it was laced with something else. The problem was that he had never felt anything like it before. Brian was utterly confused when he woke from his last death to feel fine. Grateful, but confused. His confusion set in even further when he looked in the mirror and saw that his hair had turned from the blond he had always known, to a dark black. Even worse was that his once clear, blue eyes had also.
To add to all of this, Brian was no longer in control and he could hear a dark and evil voice laughing inside his head. He tried to move his arm, but it wouldn't budge. Then suddenly, Brian heard his own voice speak, and words came out that he didn't say.
Needless to say, the 1,700-year-old Brian the Irish, was scared out of his mind.
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"So you're saying that two different Watchers are saying that I am dead?" asked Willow.
"Yeah kid, you're supposed to be dead," answered Joe Dawson before sighing and running a hand through his pepper-gray hair.
"How can this be happening? What's going on?" Willow questioned anyone who would listen.
Willow looked around for answers that she knew weren't there and as Joe shrugged she turned and walked towards the front of the shop. Seeing Methos outside she opened the door and joined him in the crisp night air.
"Penny for your thoughts?" she said as she put her arm in his.
"I was just wondering why we ever split up?" Methos stated. "All this has made me realize that I don't want to be alone anymore. After losing Alexa, then almost losing you, I just don't want to be alone."
"Ok, we can make it that simple," said Willow as she smiled and he kissed her.
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"Okay, Joe. Now that we've established the fact that Willow's not dead, do we know who the other Immortal was?" asked Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod.
"Actually we do, and that's another reason we were confused. This isn't like him at all," replied Joe. "It was Brian the Irish."
"Theeeee, Brian the Irish?," quipped Buffy.
Ignoring her and rolling his eyes, MacLeod said, "You're right, he never attacks women. Especially out of respect for Ceirdwyn, his teacher."
"Hello guys, aren't we missing the obvious?" exclaimed Xander, breaking into the conversation. "Why are there two Willows and why would she attack another Immortal for no reason?"
"It's obvious that we're dealing with a Willow from another dimension, Xander," replied a very tired Rupert Giles.
"Another dimension?" asked a disbelieving Joe.
"Yes, the first Willow from another dimension was a vampire," explained Giles. "That's a rather long story that doesn't really fit the situation here, I believe."
"Why not?," asked Richie from Buffy's lap. "It could explain how she got here in the first place." Buffy smiled at him and patted him on the leg.
"You're right," said Giles and he walked to the front door and called Willow back in.
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"Well, when Anya and I did finally did the spell, it went wrong when I became suspicious of her and had some powder spilled on me. Instead of transporting Anya's amulet, my evil self was transported here and general wackiness ensued," finished Willow.
"So, at the heart of many problems around here is magic," mused Methos. "Not surprising really. Even Cassandra is careful about what she does and she's very well versed in the arts."
"I'm willing to bet that the Willow who was killed was evil, for some reason and was jumping dimensions," stated Richie. He looked around at those staring at him, "I've read a book!" Richie declared defiantly.
"It is a long shot and just a guess, but we may never know," MacLeod said and stood up stretching. "Would anyone like to go out for dinner? My treat," he offered.
Richie stood up first and volunteered himself with Xander and Dawn quickly following suit. Everyone laughed and got up. The lights were turned out and Anya locked up the shop then ran to join the others.
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From down the street, the shell of Brian the Irish looked on with an evil grin and then drove off before the other Immortals could get in range.
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A much lighter chapter I suppose. Any other characters you guys wanna see? Thanks for reading reviewing!!!
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Brian the Irish wasn't feeling well. Of course this came as a major surprise to him seeing as he was Immortal. He drifted from consciousness to death many times in the past few days after taking the head of the girl in the clearing. Brian wasn't evil by any man's standards; she had challenged him after he offered to help her with a ride. She wouldn't take no for an answer and attacked.
He had felt there was something odd about the Quickening, like it was laced with something else. The problem was that he had never felt anything like it before. Brian was utterly confused when he woke from his last death to feel fine. Grateful, but confused. His confusion set in even further when he looked in the mirror and saw that his hair had turned from the blond he had always known, to a dark black. Even worse was that his once clear, blue eyes had also.
To add to all of this, Brian was no longer in control and he could hear a dark and evil voice laughing inside his head. He tried to move his arm, but it wouldn't budge. Then suddenly, Brian heard his own voice speak, and words came out that he didn't say.
Needless to say, the 1,700-year-old Brian the Irish, was scared out of his mind.
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"So you're saying that two different Watchers are saying that I am dead?" asked Willow.
"Yeah kid, you're supposed to be dead," answered Joe Dawson before sighing and running a hand through his pepper-gray hair.
"How can this be happening? What's going on?" Willow questioned anyone who would listen.
Willow looked around for answers that she knew weren't there and as Joe shrugged she turned and walked towards the front of the shop. Seeing Methos outside she opened the door and joined him in the crisp night air.
"Penny for your thoughts?" she said as she put her arm in his.
"I was just wondering why we ever split up?" Methos stated. "All this has made me realize that I don't want to be alone anymore. After losing Alexa, then almost losing you, I just don't want to be alone."
"Ok, we can make it that simple," said Willow as she smiled and he kissed her.
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"Okay, Joe. Now that we've established the fact that Willow's not dead, do we know who the other Immortal was?" asked Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod.
"Actually we do, and that's another reason we were confused. This isn't like him at all," replied Joe. "It was Brian the Irish."
"Theeeee, Brian the Irish?," quipped Buffy.
Ignoring her and rolling his eyes, MacLeod said, "You're right, he never attacks women. Especially out of respect for Ceirdwyn, his teacher."
"Hello guys, aren't we missing the obvious?" exclaimed Xander, breaking into the conversation. "Why are there two Willows and why would she attack another Immortal for no reason?"
"It's obvious that we're dealing with a Willow from another dimension, Xander," replied a very tired Rupert Giles.
"Another dimension?" asked a disbelieving Joe.
"Yes, the first Willow from another dimension was a vampire," explained Giles. "That's a rather long story that doesn't really fit the situation here, I believe."
"Why not?," asked Richie from Buffy's lap. "It could explain how she got here in the first place." Buffy smiled at him and patted him on the leg.
"You're right," said Giles and he walked to the front door and called Willow back in.
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"Well, when Anya and I did finally did the spell, it went wrong when I became suspicious of her and had some powder spilled on me. Instead of transporting Anya's amulet, my evil self was transported here and general wackiness ensued," finished Willow.
"So, at the heart of many problems around here is magic," mused Methos. "Not surprising really. Even Cassandra is careful about what she does and she's very well versed in the arts."
"I'm willing to bet that the Willow who was killed was evil, for some reason and was jumping dimensions," stated Richie. He looked around at those staring at him, "I've read a book!" Richie declared defiantly.
"It is a long shot and just a guess, but we may never know," MacLeod said and stood up stretching. "Would anyone like to go out for dinner? My treat," he offered.
Richie stood up first and volunteered himself with Xander and Dawn quickly following suit. Everyone laughed and got up. The lights were turned out and Anya locked up the shop then ran to join the others.
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From down the street, the shell of Brian the Irish looked on with an evil grin and then drove off before the other Immortals could get in range.
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A much lighter chapter I suppose. Any other characters you guys wanna see? Thanks for reading reviewing!!!