Chapter 6
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"I beseech thee, restore to him his own," chanted Willow and Dawn, holding hands around Brian.
The others, from safe corners in the room, watched and waited. Duncan sat in a chair near the trio with katana drawn and ready for any contingency. He felt the skin on the back of his neck prickle and then all of a sudden the lit candles blew out and the light of the sun went out. The others in the room gasped and then tensed as they saw a light leave Brian. The glowing ball of red energy floated above his head for a moment then suddenly shot through the roof. As it left the building, the sun began shining again as if it had never stopped.
Willow and Dawn woke up from the trance and let go of each other's hands. Brian took a deep breath and smiled.
"She's gone, it worked" he said.
Willow smiled and Dawn bounced happily to Buffy and gave her a quick hug.
"See? Perfectly safe," she beamed at Buffy after the hug.
"Sure, then what was with the absence of light for a second there, huh" asked Buffy gently.
"What are you talking about? It's a bright, sunny afternoon outside, filled with crisp cleanness and" Dawn said then trailed off as she saw Buffy's expression. "Oh, not kidding, huh?"
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Meanwhile, in one of the smaller cemeteries in Sunnydale, a hand shot out of a grave. The headstone was weathered and old, the text all but illegible. The hand soon became an arm and then the full torso and then the rest of a very naked but filthy Willow. The hair on her head was fiery red in the sun but her eyes were completely black and soulless.
The girl wiped off some of the dirt and stuck her finger in her mouth, sucking away the grime. She smiled evilly.
"Bored now," she said.
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Xander and Willow were having a heated discussion in the corner of the room.
"Come on Will, don't you think that was just a little too easy? We are dealing with inter-dimensional magic here correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that kind of stuff just a little more than dangerous?" demanded Xander.
"I understand your concern, Xander, but the possession took place in our reality and I don't think there should have been a problem," replied Willow tiredly.
"But, if it didn't come back in a physical form, is it really dead? Remember the hanger-on thingy that was with Buffy? It had to become physical before it could be killed" responded Xander.
"Oh, you're right. But let's not worry about it until something happens, ok?" asked Willow.
As Willow spoke those words, the door to the shop was ripped from its hinges and skidded across the floor to stop in front of her. She groaned.
"Don't even say it Xander," she warned.
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The evil Willow from the other dimension stepped through the door of the Magic Box and stopped, staring. The room was bristling with weapons.
Xander had drawn a Colt .45 Semi-Automatic that he had taken to carrying ever since the Willow incident. All the Immortals had drawn their various swords. Dawn and Giles had picked up crossbows. Joe just sat back with a pad and pencil to take notes for later Chronicles.
"You," evil-Willow growled as she saw Richie.
"Me? Don't look at me Red, this isn't your world and I didn't do it the first time" he replied off-the-cuff.
"Well, at least she isn't Immortal this time," said Methos calmly. "Want me to do it?"
Xander tossed Methos his .45 and he calmly double-tapped her in the head before anyone could say anything.
"How could you do that?" demanded Duncan angrily. "She hasn't done anything here. We could've put her in jail."
"She was evil MacLeod. Don't pretend otherwise." he trailed off as he saw the evil-Willow rise from the corner of his eye.
"Awww crap," began Xander as he began to back up.
Buffy stepped forward and put her hands on her hips.
"You know what? After a hell-God, a massive vampire army, and high school, a undying evil Willow doesn't seem too hard," Buffy quipped.
Suddenly, the evil Willow disappeared and Whistler stood in her place. The room groaned collectively and Buffy walked up to him. She glared at Whistler for a moment then without warning hit him with a right cross.
"I was taking care of that," she said indignantly and glared some more.
Satisfied, she turned and walked back to her friends who were disarming themselves.
"Girlie, you've really got to get a check valve on that temper," complained the balance demon as he nursed his jaw.
She just shrugged and grinned happily at Richie who put his arm around her and waited for the bad news that was sure to come.
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Now that I've gotten the now, unwanted storyline out of the way, we can get to something more interesting. I didn't like how it was originally going but I liked the character of Brian and his history with Methos. So, review if you'd like and I'll try and get the real story going shortly.
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"I beseech thee, restore to him his own," chanted Willow and Dawn, holding hands around Brian.
The others, from safe corners in the room, watched and waited. Duncan sat in a chair near the trio with katana drawn and ready for any contingency. He felt the skin on the back of his neck prickle and then all of a sudden the lit candles blew out and the light of the sun went out. The others in the room gasped and then tensed as they saw a light leave Brian. The glowing ball of red energy floated above his head for a moment then suddenly shot through the roof. As it left the building, the sun began shining again as if it had never stopped.
Willow and Dawn woke up from the trance and let go of each other's hands. Brian took a deep breath and smiled.
"She's gone, it worked" he said.
Willow smiled and Dawn bounced happily to Buffy and gave her a quick hug.
"See? Perfectly safe," she beamed at Buffy after the hug.
"Sure, then what was with the absence of light for a second there, huh" asked Buffy gently.
"What are you talking about? It's a bright, sunny afternoon outside, filled with crisp cleanness and" Dawn said then trailed off as she saw Buffy's expression. "Oh, not kidding, huh?"
~~~~~~~
Meanwhile, in one of the smaller cemeteries in Sunnydale, a hand shot out of a grave. The headstone was weathered and old, the text all but illegible. The hand soon became an arm and then the full torso and then the rest of a very naked but filthy Willow. The hair on her head was fiery red in the sun but her eyes were completely black and soulless.
The girl wiped off some of the dirt and stuck her finger in her mouth, sucking away the grime. She smiled evilly.
"Bored now," she said.
~~~~~~~~~~
Xander and Willow were having a heated discussion in the corner of the room.
"Come on Will, don't you think that was just a little too easy? We are dealing with inter-dimensional magic here correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that kind of stuff just a little more than dangerous?" demanded Xander.
"I understand your concern, Xander, but the possession took place in our reality and I don't think there should have been a problem," replied Willow tiredly.
"But, if it didn't come back in a physical form, is it really dead? Remember the hanger-on thingy that was with Buffy? It had to become physical before it could be killed" responded Xander.
"Oh, you're right. But let's not worry about it until something happens, ok?" asked Willow.
As Willow spoke those words, the door to the shop was ripped from its hinges and skidded across the floor to stop in front of her. She groaned.
"Don't even say it Xander," she warned.
~~~~~~~~~
The evil Willow from the other dimension stepped through the door of the Magic Box and stopped, staring. The room was bristling with weapons.
Xander had drawn a Colt .45 Semi-Automatic that he had taken to carrying ever since the Willow incident. All the Immortals had drawn their various swords. Dawn and Giles had picked up crossbows. Joe just sat back with a pad and pencil to take notes for later Chronicles.
"You," evil-Willow growled as she saw Richie.
"Me? Don't look at me Red, this isn't your world and I didn't do it the first time" he replied off-the-cuff.
"Well, at least she isn't Immortal this time," said Methos calmly. "Want me to do it?"
Xander tossed Methos his .45 and he calmly double-tapped her in the head before anyone could say anything.
"How could you do that?" demanded Duncan angrily. "She hasn't done anything here. We could've put her in jail."
"She was evil MacLeod. Don't pretend otherwise." he trailed off as he saw the evil-Willow rise from the corner of his eye.
"Awww crap," began Xander as he began to back up.
Buffy stepped forward and put her hands on her hips.
"You know what? After a hell-God, a massive vampire army, and high school, a undying evil Willow doesn't seem too hard," Buffy quipped.
Suddenly, the evil Willow disappeared and Whistler stood in her place. The room groaned collectively and Buffy walked up to him. She glared at Whistler for a moment then without warning hit him with a right cross.
"I was taking care of that," she said indignantly and glared some more.
Satisfied, she turned and walked back to her friends who were disarming themselves.
"Girlie, you've really got to get a check valve on that temper," complained the balance demon as he nursed his jaw.
She just shrugged and grinned happily at Richie who put his arm around her and waited for the bad news that was sure to come.
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Now that I've gotten the now, unwanted storyline out of the way, we can get to something more interesting. I didn't like how it was originally going but I liked the character of Brian and his history with Methos. So, review if you'd like and I'll try and get the real story going shortly.