Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or its characters, the same for Panzer
Dragoon Saga, the inspiration for this story
Do They Really Breathe Fire?
Chapter 3
Willow sat looking at the screen of her laptop, while eating a bowl of the lasagne Anya had made. No wonder it had smelled good, it was good, no one was expecting Anya to make such an elaborate midnight snack, although, truth be told, dinner had kind of been skipped.
She stole a glance around the room; Buffy was seated in a chair eating her meal while leafing through an old book, over at the table. Giles and Xander were looking through the books they had bought from the bookstore, casually chatting about them.
Her gaze lingered on Xander, as it always did. Since he left on his road trip, their friendship had begun to diminish, the thing they had for a short while had hurt them both and after it was over, the guilt had made her choose Oz over him, she regretted that decision for a while, until she met Tara. While Xander was hardly about, Tara filled the hole, and she hadn't realised. After Tare was killed, she had noticed how it had been Xander to rescue her, to save her, to save the world. And after that, although the others had surprised her by being there for her, despite her actions, he was the one there the most.
Their friendship wasn't what it once was, because whenever they came close to recovering it, the feelings came back, the ones that had begun to develop long before they met Buffy. The feeling that had not just appeared, but slowly developed over time, growing out of their friendship like a plant out of soil.
During the month since her rampage, Willow had realised many things, one of them being that she still had feelings for him, but what they were, she had no idea.
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Buffy looked up from her book, yet again all the words had blended into one and become a blur.
Although she had become used to the long periods they spent on research, she still had her limits, it had been a long day, and the books had been even less helpful than usual.
Her attention was caught by a laugh at the table; apparently it was one of the rare occasions that Giles and Xander both found something funny.
Buffy smiled at it, but then noticed she wasn't the only one, Willow was also gazing with a smile on her face, but it was less an amused smile, but more a look of someone having a pleasant day dream. She was a little surprised; she hadn't expected to see that look on Willow's face for a while.
Willow soon snapped out of it, and turned away back to her laptop, Buffy felt left out that she didn't know what Willow had been thinking about, but felt happy that her friend had good thoughts on her mind.
Buffy looked at the clock, it was half past twelve, Dawn had gone to bed already, and Anya had cleared up in the kitchen and gone home Spike had been gone for about 40 minutes, he usually took about half an hour to get blood, she wondered what could be keeping him.
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Spike had been searching the area for several minutes, not quite registering what had happened. Whatever that was...
The feeling of being stared upon faded, and the dark street, that had been completely deserted, 'felt' normal. Even a group of men, probably on their way home, past by the alley laughing and joking about the nights activities, as Spike shook his head, waited for the group to pass, then went to pick up his bag of discarded blood.
Then it started
At first a distant rumbling, then the ground beneath Spike's feet began to shake violently.
Nearby windows shattered, and after a few seconds a huge crack blasted open in front of Spike, effectively cutting the street in half. The side he was on began to rise, out of the crack there was a fiery red light.
The light got brighter, and the quaking of the earth intensified, building on the street were beginning to crumble, but then, as quickly as it had come, the earth calmed, and the light from deep in the crack faded to nothing, leaving the sound of car alarms going off.
Spike had excellent balance, but even he had to pick himself up off of the floor, he had fallen in some broken glass from a nearby window, his duster protected from a lot of the shards, but his unprotected hand that had been holding the bag of pigs blood had a shard imbedded in the back of it.
With a quick motion Spike tore it out of his flesh, and threw it aside, the bloody glass hitting the wall and breaking into smaller pieces. Blood dripped from the cut to the ground, staining some of the splintered glass red. Spike didn't show much pain from the act, he was used to more.
Spike walked up to the crack that looked as if a giant had pulled the street in half. He peered into the deep divide, the strange light from before had gone, leaving only darkness
It was time to go, Spike could hear the sirens, and he picked up his bag of blood and began half running back to the house.
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Irony is a funny thing; it makes bad things worse, and can make them funny in a way even the most upbeat of people can't laugh at.
Xander had been leaning back on his chair when the ground began to shake, seconds before he had heard a slight rumble.
He tried to steady himself, but it was too late, he heard willow shout, as he flew backwards, felt a sharp pain in his skull, and his world go black.
The last thing he heard, we his name being called, but even that sounded miles away, and like it was moving even further from him.
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Willow tried to make it over to Xander while the floor continued to shake, she made it half way before the shaking abruptly stopped, and Willow was confused for a second, but snapped out of it fast and dropped down on her knees beside Xander.
A puddle of blood was forming around his head, and Willow wasn't dumb, she could see her was out cold, and needed medical attention. By this time the others had reached Xander as well.
"We need to get him to a hospital" Willow cried half hysterical.
"I'll call an ambulance" Buffy jumped up from her kneeling position near Xander, and ran off to the phone on the table near the front door.
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Spike burst into the front door, running straight into the living room, and was shocked at seeing Xander lying on the ground, a towel soaking up blood that was obviously coming from his head. He had willow on her knees by his head, and Giles was checking his pulse. Willow was constantly talking to him, trying to get a response
Looking off to his right he saw Buffy on the phone, Spike would have put money on who she was calling, if he'd of had any.
Buffy put the phone down and ran past Spike into the living room, where Xander had fallen, Spike followed her in.
Buffy spoke to willow and Giles, but Willow's pleading with Buffy more than Giles, he looked more bewildered, "The hospital says that they are getting a lot of calls because of that sudden earthquake, and the ambulance is going to be a while, so they say we have to---" She's cut off by Spike.
"Oh for bloody 'ell sake, I'll take him!"
He goes to Xander, digs into his jacket pocket and gets out his car keys, holds them in his teeth, and then gently lifts Xander in his arms. Willow stands up with them, and holds the towel to his head.
"Ma goor, maaa gorrr! Spike tries to say, Buffy stares blankly for a second, but Giles understood and opened the front door, and then motioned for Buffy to hold the door, while he takes the keys from Spikes mouth and opens up the doors of the car.
Spike carefully laid Xander down in the back of the car; Willow moved around to the other side and sat in the back with Xander, trying to control the bleeding as much as possible. Spike then closed the door, Willow closed hers, and Spike then snatched the keys from Giles, and jumped into the driver's seat, and closing the door in one swift action.
A few long seconds later while Spike found the right key, the car started up, Spike put it in fear and began backing it down the driveway, the wheels skidding. At the end of the driveway, he spun the car round, and then as he was about to pull away, the car stalled.
"For bloody hell's sake boy! Can't you have a better car!?" Spike shouted as he restarted the car, and was a little gentler at speeding away from the house
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"Why was Spike so eager to help?" Giles pondered while cleaning his glasses.
"I don't know, but I'm glad he helped, even if it was out of character" Buffy said while putting some cleaner on the blood soaked carpet. Over the years she had been a slayer, she had learned which cleaner was best at removing blood stains.
"What if he takes them somewhere and kills them rather than take them to the hospital?" Giles asked morbidly
"He can't because of his chip remember?" Buffy replied, "And besides, I don't think so, he seemed genuine enough, even if he has been acting kind of odd lately" Buffy though to herself. Giles just stared distantly the way he did when he was perplexed for a moment.
"Oh well, Willow is a powerful witch, she can handle it if anything goes wrong" Buffy went back to the stain.
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"I'm useless I can't do anything!" Willow cried to herself for not being able to help Xander
"Your not, love, your helping him, and we'll get to the hospital soon" he said accelerating the already pushed car a little faster.
The irony of this situation was not lost on Spike; he had been plagued by his memories a lot lately, and the one that came up to the surface then, was the one of him kidnapping Willow and Xander, in an attempt to get Drusilla back.
Xander had been lying unconscious then too.
He had heard there had been a commotion when they had been found. Something he had noticed about the two of them when he had kidnapped them was their scent on each other, Spike not being able to keep up with them in those days figured they were finally dating, and he had intended to let them go when Willow had done the spell, he was a bit of a softy when it came to love, even as a vampire.
But the next time he saw them, that had changed, and their friendship had seemed to go downhill, and before Tara's death it was quite bad, but after she died, they had got really close again.
'At least something good came out of that; I just hope that they finally get it together' Spike thought to himself, as he pushed the car a bit faster, hoping that the engine wouldn't fall out.
He could hear Willow in the back still talking to Xander, pleading him to wake up; a month ago he would have laughed at her distressed voice. Now it just gave him a dull ache in his heart.
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The blackness around him seemed alive, moving, crawling around him, Xander felt dizzy, but couldn't see anywhere to sit, as the ground he was standing on too seemed to be moving. It was like standing on a carpet that was alive, crawling along.
"Oh god, this is the worst feeling ever" He said queasily, starting to feel sick, his voice echoed seemingly forever.
Then the darkness began so cease moving, and finally stopped altogether, after the uneasiness faded away from Xander's stomach, he became more adventurous, he looked around him, but found only black, he knelt down and touched the floor, it had no texture like wood, or metal, it just felt smooth, and slightly warm, in fact, for such a dark cold looking place, it wasn't cold at all, nor was it hot, it was in-between, comfortable, but as bland as the blackness around him.
"Helloooooooo!?" He called, nothing but a long echo, so after waiting a few seconds, began a hesitant stop forward, when he didn't fall through the 'floor' he took another, and another, until he was walking forward, the panic of his situation getting to him, it was like being trapped in a box, though he could move the darkness closed in around him like a fist.
Xander tried to think of positive things to keep himself calm, he remembered the time he and Willow had been at her house having a sleepover when they were about six, and had trekked around in the darkness of the house in the middle of the nigh, and how she'd got scared and had been holding on to him for dear life, then when they had gotten lost in the dark, they had found a corner and decided to sleep there. Willow's mother had found them the next morning fast asleep in a corner in the living room, with Willow in Xander's arms.
A small smile made its way to his face, as he remembered Willow, but was shaken out of his thoughts by a voice, unbeknownst to Xander; it was the same voice Buffy had heard in her dream.
"Hello Xander" The voice said calmly, coming from everywhere but not booming loud.
"What!?" Xander exclaimed, startled
"Do you remember me?" The voice asked
Xander just stood there blank faced
"Of course you do not; I have been with you for years, since your birth" The voice stated.
"What, why?" Xander asked confused.
"I left the answers in the place you found them, but they seem to have slipped your mind, remember." The voice said
With that, the darkness began to fade to a light
"I will grant you the use of our powers, however, you must learn to use them, and I will ensure that they do not harm your friends by accident while you do so. Some will be obvious, others may take years to discover, use them well. The upcoming test is only the beginning" The voice says, starting to sound distant
The new brightness began to eat away at the black.
"One last thing before we next speak, a dark force has been strangling the connection between you and your soul mate. Your determination thus far has stopped it being severed completely, but now with your powers, and the protection they bring, the dark entity can no longer play your lives, the havoc it has brought upon you has made it grow strong from your suffering, now it has been cut off it may appear in the flesh, it is the only way it can still harm you, and your friends."
The white light continued to consume the dark; before the darkness is completely gone the voice spoke a final time.
"Farewell.."
Xander had to strain to her the voice the final time, the last traces of black from his surroundings disappeared and then huge blobs of colour began to arrear in the brightness, then the blobs began to take shape...
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Willow watched as Xander lay in the hospital bed, the doctor had said that he had just been knocked out, and the loss of blood wasn't too bad, they just had to wait for him to wake up.
Which he was that very moment, his eyes opened, slowly getting focus, Willow didn't notice this. She had a hold of his hand and was staring at it.
"Please wake up Xander.Please" She pleaded, a tear just making it out her right eye, and began rolling down her cheek. "I need to know your okay." she said.
"I'm awake" Xander said, slightly horse, his voice also heavy with sleep.
Willow jerked her head up, shocked, then a smile spread across her face, she quickly hugged him. "Xander!!" She cried, "Don't scare me like that!"
At that moment Spike walked into the room holding a cup of coffee for Willow, at seeing Xander awake and Willow half on top of him, he did a 180 and walked back out the door, unseen by Willow, but brought back memories for Xander.
"I had the strangest dream Will" he said
"What happened in it" Willow asked him
"Well it started off like the worlds worse rollercoaster, and then some weird voice spoke to me" Xander told her
"What did the voice say?" Willow asked, interested
Xander sighed "I'll tell you later, right now, let's get out of here" Xander said lying there with Willow embracing him a few seconds longer, before starting to get up, which was a lot easier than he expected, its as if he weighed nothing, he guessed it was because he was disorientated.
"Are you ok?" Willow asked him seeing him almost overbalance
"Yeah I'm fine" Xander said, as Spike re-entered the room
"Oh, we're leaving already" Spike asked?
"That's right lets go and get Xander checked out" Willow said smiling, she was happy to have her friend back
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On the roof of the hospital the dragon stood, its wings folded to its side.
It opened its eyes, which glowed a deep yellow, seeing through the night sky. It then spread its wings and tail, and took off, beating its wings slowly, rising steadily from the building, then darting off into the night sky.
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Well there is the long awaited Chapter 3
Special thanks to Ravyn for her pushing me to finish this chapter.
Please read and review! =)
Do They Really Breathe Fire?
Chapter 3
Willow sat looking at the screen of her laptop, while eating a bowl of the lasagne Anya had made. No wonder it had smelled good, it was good, no one was expecting Anya to make such an elaborate midnight snack, although, truth be told, dinner had kind of been skipped.
She stole a glance around the room; Buffy was seated in a chair eating her meal while leafing through an old book, over at the table. Giles and Xander were looking through the books they had bought from the bookstore, casually chatting about them.
Her gaze lingered on Xander, as it always did. Since he left on his road trip, their friendship had begun to diminish, the thing they had for a short while had hurt them both and after it was over, the guilt had made her choose Oz over him, she regretted that decision for a while, until she met Tara. While Xander was hardly about, Tara filled the hole, and she hadn't realised. After Tare was killed, she had noticed how it had been Xander to rescue her, to save her, to save the world. And after that, although the others had surprised her by being there for her, despite her actions, he was the one there the most.
Their friendship wasn't what it once was, because whenever they came close to recovering it, the feelings came back, the ones that had begun to develop long before they met Buffy. The feeling that had not just appeared, but slowly developed over time, growing out of their friendship like a plant out of soil.
During the month since her rampage, Willow had realised many things, one of them being that she still had feelings for him, but what they were, she had no idea.
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Buffy looked up from her book, yet again all the words had blended into one and become a blur.
Although she had become used to the long periods they spent on research, she still had her limits, it had been a long day, and the books had been even less helpful than usual.
Her attention was caught by a laugh at the table; apparently it was one of the rare occasions that Giles and Xander both found something funny.
Buffy smiled at it, but then noticed she wasn't the only one, Willow was also gazing with a smile on her face, but it was less an amused smile, but more a look of someone having a pleasant day dream. She was a little surprised; she hadn't expected to see that look on Willow's face for a while.
Willow soon snapped out of it, and turned away back to her laptop, Buffy felt left out that she didn't know what Willow had been thinking about, but felt happy that her friend had good thoughts on her mind.
Buffy looked at the clock, it was half past twelve, Dawn had gone to bed already, and Anya had cleared up in the kitchen and gone home Spike had been gone for about 40 minutes, he usually took about half an hour to get blood, she wondered what could be keeping him.
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Spike had been searching the area for several minutes, not quite registering what had happened. Whatever that was...
The feeling of being stared upon faded, and the dark street, that had been completely deserted, 'felt' normal. Even a group of men, probably on their way home, past by the alley laughing and joking about the nights activities, as Spike shook his head, waited for the group to pass, then went to pick up his bag of discarded blood.
Then it started
At first a distant rumbling, then the ground beneath Spike's feet began to shake violently.
Nearby windows shattered, and after a few seconds a huge crack blasted open in front of Spike, effectively cutting the street in half. The side he was on began to rise, out of the crack there was a fiery red light.
The light got brighter, and the quaking of the earth intensified, building on the street were beginning to crumble, but then, as quickly as it had come, the earth calmed, and the light from deep in the crack faded to nothing, leaving the sound of car alarms going off.
Spike had excellent balance, but even he had to pick himself up off of the floor, he had fallen in some broken glass from a nearby window, his duster protected from a lot of the shards, but his unprotected hand that had been holding the bag of pigs blood had a shard imbedded in the back of it.
With a quick motion Spike tore it out of his flesh, and threw it aside, the bloody glass hitting the wall and breaking into smaller pieces. Blood dripped from the cut to the ground, staining some of the splintered glass red. Spike didn't show much pain from the act, he was used to more.
Spike walked up to the crack that looked as if a giant had pulled the street in half. He peered into the deep divide, the strange light from before had gone, leaving only darkness
It was time to go, Spike could hear the sirens, and he picked up his bag of blood and began half running back to the house.
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Irony is a funny thing; it makes bad things worse, and can make them funny in a way even the most upbeat of people can't laugh at.
Xander had been leaning back on his chair when the ground began to shake, seconds before he had heard a slight rumble.
He tried to steady himself, but it was too late, he heard willow shout, as he flew backwards, felt a sharp pain in his skull, and his world go black.
The last thing he heard, we his name being called, but even that sounded miles away, and like it was moving even further from him.
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Willow tried to make it over to Xander while the floor continued to shake, she made it half way before the shaking abruptly stopped, and Willow was confused for a second, but snapped out of it fast and dropped down on her knees beside Xander.
A puddle of blood was forming around his head, and Willow wasn't dumb, she could see her was out cold, and needed medical attention. By this time the others had reached Xander as well.
"We need to get him to a hospital" Willow cried half hysterical.
"I'll call an ambulance" Buffy jumped up from her kneeling position near Xander, and ran off to the phone on the table near the front door.
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Spike burst into the front door, running straight into the living room, and was shocked at seeing Xander lying on the ground, a towel soaking up blood that was obviously coming from his head. He had willow on her knees by his head, and Giles was checking his pulse. Willow was constantly talking to him, trying to get a response
Looking off to his right he saw Buffy on the phone, Spike would have put money on who she was calling, if he'd of had any.
Buffy put the phone down and ran past Spike into the living room, where Xander had fallen, Spike followed her in.
Buffy spoke to willow and Giles, but Willow's pleading with Buffy more than Giles, he looked more bewildered, "The hospital says that they are getting a lot of calls because of that sudden earthquake, and the ambulance is going to be a while, so they say we have to---" She's cut off by Spike.
"Oh for bloody 'ell sake, I'll take him!"
He goes to Xander, digs into his jacket pocket and gets out his car keys, holds them in his teeth, and then gently lifts Xander in his arms. Willow stands up with them, and holds the towel to his head.
"Ma goor, maaa gorrr! Spike tries to say, Buffy stares blankly for a second, but Giles understood and opened the front door, and then motioned for Buffy to hold the door, while he takes the keys from Spikes mouth and opens up the doors of the car.
Spike carefully laid Xander down in the back of the car; Willow moved around to the other side and sat in the back with Xander, trying to control the bleeding as much as possible. Spike then closed the door, Willow closed hers, and Spike then snatched the keys from Giles, and jumped into the driver's seat, and closing the door in one swift action.
A few long seconds later while Spike found the right key, the car started up, Spike put it in fear and began backing it down the driveway, the wheels skidding. At the end of the driveway, he spun the car round, and then as he was about to pull away, the car stalled.
"For bloody hell's sake boy! Can't you have a better car!?" Spike shouted as he restarted the car, and was a little gentler at speeding away from the house
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"Why was Spike so eager to help?" Giles pondered while cleaning his glasses.
"I don't know, but I'm glad he helped, even if it was out of character" Buffy said while putting some cleaner on the blood soaked carpet. Over the years she had been a slayer, she had learned which cleaner was best at removing blood stains.
"What if he takes them somewhere and kills them rather than take them to the hospital?" Giles asked morbidly
"He can't because of his chip remember?" Buffy replied, "And besides, I don't think so, he seemed genuine enough, even if he has been acting kind of odd lately" Buffy though to herself. Giles just stared distantly the way he did when he was perplexed for a moment.
"Oh well, Willow is a powerful witch, she can handle it if anything goes wrong" Buffy went back to the stain.
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"I'm useless I can't do anything!" Willow cried to herself for not being able to help Xander
"Your not, love, your helping him, and we'll get to the hospital soon" he said accelerating the already pushed car a little faster.
The irony of this situation was not lost on Spike; he had been plagued by his memories a lot lately, and the one that came up to the surface then, was the one of him kidnapping Willow and Xander, in an attempt to get Drusilla back.
Xander had been lying unconscious then too.
He had heard there had been a commotion when they had been found. Something he had noticed about the two of them when he had kidnapped them was their scent on each other, Spike not being able to keep up with them in those days figured they were finally dating, and he had intended to let them go when Willow had done the spell, he was a bit of a softy when it came to love, even as a vampire.
But the next time he saw them, that had changed, and their friendship had seemed to go downhill, and before Tara's death it was quite bad, but after she died, they had got really close again.
'At least something good came out of that; I just hope that they finally get it together' Spike thought to himself, as he pushed the car a bit faster, hoping that the engine wouldn't fall out.
He could hear Willow in the back still talking to Xander, pleading him to wake up; a month ago he would have laughed at her distressed voice. Now it just gave him a dull ache in his heart.
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The blackness around him seemed alive, moving, crawling around him, Xander felt dizzy, but couldn't see anywhere to sit, as the ground he was standing on too seemed to be moving. It was like standing on a carpet that was alive, crawling along.
"Oh god, this is the worst feeling ever" He said queasily, starting to feel sick, his voice echoed seemingly forever.
Then the darkness began so cease moving, and finally stopped altogether, after the uneasiness faded away from Xander's stomach, he became more adventurous, he looked around him, but found only black, he knelt down and touched the floor, it had no texture like wood, or metal, it just felt smooth, and slightly warm, in fact, for such a dark cold looking place, it wasn't cold at all, nor was it hot, it was in-between, comfortable, but as bland as the blackness around him.
"Helloooooooo!?" He called, nothing but a long echo, so after waiting a few seconds, began a hesitant stop forward, when he didn't fall through the 'floor' he took another, and another, until he was walking forward, the panic of his situation getting to him, it was like being trapped in a box, though he could move the darkness closed in around him like a fist.
Xander tried to think of positive things to keep himself calm, he remembered the time he and Willow had been at her house having a sleepover when they were about six, and had trekked around in the darkness of the house in the middle of the nigh, and how she'd got scared and had been holding on to him for dear life, then when they had gotten lost in the dark, they had found a corner and decided to sleep there. Willow's mother had found them the next morning fast asleep in a corner in the living room, with Willow in Xander's arms.
A small smile made its way to his face, as he remembered Willow, but was shaken out of his thoughts by a voice, unbeknownst to Xander; it was the same voice Buffy had heard in her dream.
"Hello Xander" The voice said calmly, coming from everywhere but not booming loud.
"What!?" Xander exclaimed, startled
"Do you remember me?" The voice asked
Xander just stood there blank faced
"Of course you do not; I have been with you for years, since your birth" The voice stated.
"What, why?" Xander asked confused.
"I left the answers in the place you found them, but they seem to have slipped your mind, remember." The voice said
With that, the darkness began to fade to a light
"I will grant you the use of our powers, however, you must learn to use them, and I will ensure that they do not harm your friends by accident while you do so. Some will be obvious, others may take years to discover, use them well. The upcoming test is only the beginning" The voice says, starting to sound distant
The new brightness began to eat away at the black.
"One last thing before we next speak, a dark force has been strangling the connection between you and your soul mate. Your determination thus far has stopped it being severed completely, but now with your powers, and the protection they bring, the dark entity can no longer play your lives, the havoc it has brought upon you has made it grow strong from your suffering, now it has been cut off it may appear in the flesh, it is the only way it can still harm you, and your friends."
The white light continued to consume the dark; before the darkness is completely gone the voice spoke a final time.
"Farewell.."
Xander had to strain to her the voice the final time, the last traces of black from his surroundings disappeared and then huge blobs of colour began to arrear in the brightness, then the blobs began to take shape...
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Willow watched as Xander lay in the hospital bed, the doctor had said that he had just been knocked out, and the loss of blood wasn't too bad, they just had to wait for him to wake up.
Which he was that very moment, his eyes opened, slowly getting focus, Willow didn't notice this. She had a hold of his hand and was staring at it.
"Please wake up Xander.Please" She pleaded, a tear just making it out her right eye, and began rolling down her cheek. "I need to know your okay." she said.
"I'm awake" Xander said, slightly horse, his voice also heavy with sleep.
Willow jerked her head up, shocked, then a smile spread across her face, she quickly hugged him. "Xander!!" She cried, "Don't scare me like that!"
At that moment Spike walked into the room holding a cup of coffee for Willow, at seeing Xander awake and Willow half on top of him, he did a 180 and walked back out the door, unseen by Willow, but brought back memories for Xander.
"I had the strangest dream Will" he said
"What happened in it" Willow asked him
"Well it started off like the worlds worse rollercoaster, and then some weird voice spoke to me" Xander told her
"What did the voice say?" Willow asked, interested
Xander sighed "I'll tell you later, right now, let's get out of here" Xander said lying there with Willow embracing him a few seconds longer, before starting to get up, which was a lot easier than he expected, its as if he weighed nothing, he guessed it was because he was disorientated.
"Are you ok?" Willow asked him seeing him almost overbalance
"Yeah I'm fine" Xander said, as Spike re-entered the room
"Oh, we're leaving already" Spike asked?
"That's right lets go and get Xander checked out" Willow said smiling, she was happy to have her friend back
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On the roof of the hospital the dragon stood, its wings folded to its side.
It opened its eyes, which glowed a deep yellow, seeing through the night sky. It then spread its wings and tail, and took off, beating its wings slowly, rising steadily from the building, then darting off into the night sky.
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Well there is the long awaited Chapter 3
Special thanks to Ravyn for her pushing me to finish this chapter.
Please read and review! =)