It was a hard decision on what costumes to have the characters wear. Buffy was probably the hardest.

Chapter 15

Lost in the Twilight Zone part one

"If you can't control yourself you can't read anymore!" an angry Buffy yelled at Spike.

"Oh Bleedin' hell slayer, Red and Dawn both thought it was funny " Spike responded while pointing to the two girls.

"NO they didn't!" Buffy countered as she took in the sight of the two tight-lipped girls violently shaking their heads no.

"Right" was all he said to Buffy as he handed her the journal.

Both Dawn and Willow breathed a sigh of relief, because they were afraid an argument with Buffy would lead to no more reading.

"I think I'll read now, if there are no objections" Buffy told the group.

*~*~*~*

If Giles ever tries to tell me again that demons take a day off I think I'll have a weenie roast over his favorite collection of dusty old books. As it turned out principal Snyder was the least of my problems on Halloween. With the help of my friends I've pieced together what happened that night. There are a few holes, for I have a feeling that my friends may go to their graves never divulging everything that happened that night.

Things started out fine. I picked up my black leather biker outfit at Ethan's. Tight black leather was something I thought Spike would like. I could spend the evening with him after I dropped off the children at the school, so the night wouldn't be a total waste. While I was in the shop I spotted an outfit that I had to get for Spike. Even though he wasn't up for trick or treating didn't mean he wasn't up for an intimate Halloween party for two. Taking my purchases I headed for Spike's apartment.

"Have you bloody lost it? I am not wearing this outfit" Spike protested as he stared at me. "Now if you had gotten me a Harley jacket like yours I might have considered it" he told me while making faces at the costume I had selected.

"Spike you're acting like I'm asking you to put on a pink tutu and dance around the neighborhood" I said glaring at him.

"This is almost as bad. Buffy NO, NO, NO, it's a uniform and if anyone sees me in this my reputation as a big bad would we seriously compromised. Besides bad ass vampires do no where khaki" he stressed.

"And exactly who is going to see you? I thought that we could have a little party for two. But I guess if you don't want to, I can take my black leather clad body to one of the many Halloween parties I've been invited to" I told him as I shoved my outfit back into the shopping bag.

Spike approached me and wrapped his arms around my waist bringing his chest in contact with my back. His fingers caressed my abdomen and slowly inched up toward my breast. As his thumb made tiny circle over my nipple I couldn't help but moan. "You're coming back here tonight aren't you Luv? I want the pleasure of seeing you in that outfit and than seeing you out of it" he whispered in my ear seductively.

"Are you wearing your costume for me?" I asked. He was now nibbling on my neck and if I didn't get out of here soon I wasn't getting out at all. It is amazing how his cold touch sets my body on fire. Sometimes it scares me when I think about the control he has over my body. I needed to be strong and tell him no unless he wears his costume. I decided to use my secret weapon, so I turned in his arms and gave him my pouty lip and sullen look "Please Spike. I want to be the bad girl that corrupts the sexy good boy with her wicked ways."

"Oi luv, not the lip" he said as his mouth crushed mine. My arms were soon wrapped around his neck as I pressed my body to his. His erection rubbed against my stomach causing a fluttering sensation in my core. I had to get control, so I pushed him away "Spike we don't have time. I'm meeting the gang at my house in 30 minutes" I said breathlessly.

"So my girl wants to play," he said running his fingers up and down my arms. He was giving me that sexy smile that turns my resolve to Jell-O. "I'll wear the bleedin' uniform, but don't you forget who the real big bad is" he uttered as he pulled me in for another kiss.

*~*~*~*

I was just finishing putting on my biker outfit when Willow and Xander showed up. Willow looked adorable in her 1960's flower child outfit. Her jeans were patched well-worn bell-bottoms and her tee shirt had a huge airbrushed pot leave on it. Finishing up the out fit was a fringed dark brown suede jacket and a matching floppy hat.

"Will I love the outfit. You didn't get that from the costume shop did you?" I asked my friend

"Only the belt and the tee shirt. The rest is curtsey of the attic" she told me.

"So your mom was a hippie?" I inquired.

"She prefers the term bohemian or flower child, but yeah," Willow said giving me a smile. "But enough about me, look at you Buffy. You're all sexy and a bad girl in black. Has Spike seen you yet? I think he is going to love you in that outfit. Not that he doesn't already love you…..You know what I mean."

Chuckling at her, I replied "I understand. And to answer your question Will, he has seen the outfit, but not on me. I'm saving that for later tonight."

"Can't you two have a conversation that doesn't involve the bleached wonder" Xander grumbled.

I ignored his comment like I always do and I redirected the conversation to his costume. "And Xander who are you suppose to be?" I asked him while giving his khaki shorts and shirt the once over.

"Come on Buff, you should know. Here's a hint, Ah isn't she a beauty " he said while holding up a two foot long fake crocodile. "I'm Steve the crocodile hunter. I only had to rent the crocodile. The shorts and shirt are mine."

"Nice Xander. Are we ready to go face the demons, I mean children and principal Snyder?" I asked my friends. With agreement from all we headed off to complete our mission of securing the most candy with the least amount of effort.

*~*~*~*

Meanwhile, Cordelia Chase was giving directions to the trick or treaters under her care. "Team how do we secure additional candy?" she barked to the four children in front of her.

In unison the children replied "We compliment them on their choice of treats, than we tell them how nice they look tonight."

"That's the team spirit I want to see. Now lets go get them" she told them.

"What if they are ugly. Do we still have to tell them they look nice?" a little boy in a frog outfit asked.

"Listen frog boy. I'm the queen of getting what I want. You listen to me and you'll have more candy then you can eat in a month" she told him. A big smile spread across his green face as he shook his head yes. With everything under control Cordelia in her skin tight poodle outfit followed by four excited children headed for the first house on the block.

Cordelia and her group were just starting down the second block when all hell broke loose. The children turned into whatever costume they were wearing. There were monsters and demons everywhere. She ended up running for her life with a big hairy creature from the black lagoon chasing her. It was right behind her and she thought she was a goner when a van came to a screeching halt ten feet from her. The door flow open and Oz yelled "Cordelia get in." Cordelia drove for the door, but the monster was able to grab her foot. With the door still open and Cordelia sprawled across the front seat Oz took off. With the van moving and Cordelia kicking at it for all she was worth the hairy creature lost his grip and tumbled to the pavement.

*~*~*~*

Across town in an old factory Jonathan huddled on the cold dirty floor crying and shaking. He knew his life was about to end. They had already killed and eaten several others and he was next. The scene before him was like something out of a horror movie.

The big male vampire had his teeth sunk into the neck of a young man in a teenage mutant ninja turtle outfit. Once the vampire had drained the young man he started to examine the man's costume. What do we have here? He pulled the purple cloth mask off the dead teen and put it on then he started to twirl around the Bo-staff that was part of the costume. He called to the two female vampires "Dru, Darla would you ladies like to play a game?"

The female vampires were in the process of enjoying dinner and reluctantly removed their fangs from the throat of the dead girl who was dressed like a nun. Darla's blood smeared lips formed a devilish grin and she called to her lover "You know I love games Angel as long as there is as much pleasure as pain."

His laughter echoed through the building. "What about you Dru? You're the queen of pain and pleasure," he said fiendishly as he lovingly caressed the tools from the tool belt he had just put on.

Drusilla's reaction was not what he expected. She started to shake and cry out "No, no, no something's wrong my Angel."

"Dru, Dru, Dru you spent way to many years in the company of that love sick puppy William. You forgot how to have a good time. Darla remembers don't you baby?" Angel said sadistically.

Jonathan was horrified as Darla started to remove her clothes and then put the dead girls habit on. She sashayed over to Angel and whimpered "Angel what kind of games do you have in mind?"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, it's all going wrong. The songs are all off key. The bad man craves the chaos created by this discord!" Drusilla cried as she frantically paced through the room.

Angel had had enough of his child's ranting and grabbed Dru by the hair. "Enough! We are the evil, the bad, the ones that crave chaos, so let it come. I'll welcome it. I'll bath in it" he proclaimed than shoved the whimpering Dru away from him.

"It's here!" Drusilla screamed.

*~*~*~*

Spike grumbled as he picked up the uniform. What was she thinking when she picked out a motorcycle cop costume. He played with the fake handcuffs for a moment and thought, if she wants to play I have the real thing. He proceeded to strip off his clothes and put the uniform on. If Buffy wanted to play a little role reversal game he wasn't going to complain. Dizziness overcame him just as he finished putting on the uniform. When his head cleared he looked around and couldn't figure out how he got here.

He appeared to be in someone's apartment. Was he here on police business? He doubted it. Traffic cops don't usually make house calls. A shrill scream pierced the night. His first instinct was to protect. He exited the apartment letting years of police training take over. A three-foot high green demon with a horn protruding from his forehead was accosting a young woman in a red cape.

"Police, get away from the girl" the officer shouted at the demon while pointing a gun at its head. The demon slowly backed up than turned to run. The policeman would have followed but the girl decided to take that moment to faint. His first duty was to protect the girl, so he bent down to see if she was ok.

The girl turned out to be fine. He wanted to help her home, however all she could tell him was that her name was red riding hood and that she lived in the forest. He needed to get her to the police station, but his motorcycle was nowhere to be found. When he called for backup they informed him that things were crazy and he would have to get her to the station on his own. As it turned out they were able to get a ride with a couple that were happy to pick up a cop. The couple franticly told him about mummies and monsters taking over their neighborhood.

Once he safely dropped the girl off at the station he went to the motor pool to secure another motorcycle. The sergeant agreed that he could go check out the residential area that was overrun by dangerous bad guys. Every available policeman was already out patrolling Sunnydale. The sergeant told him he had never seen anything like it. At first they had thought it was some trick or treaters playing pranks, but the reports he was getting made him believe that hell had finally come to Sunnydale.

*~*~*~*

Oz turned to Cordelia "I like the outfit. Not many people could pull it off."

"Thanks Oz, but look what that overgrown lagoon beast did to my 250 dollars boots?" an angry Cordelia ranted.

"It could be worse. It could be your blood on the boots instead of his" Oz said trying to make her look on the bright side. "Boots aside Cordelia have you noticed anything strange? I mean not normal Sunnydale strange, but definitely wrong even for here. I saw kids turn into dogs, monsters, and in one case president Clinton. Care to speculate?" he asked in a calm reassuring voice.

"Except for the fact that this town is a bigger hellhole than usual not a clue. Wait a minute if something insane is going on that means Buffy will be right there in the middle of it" Cordelia proclaimed. "We need to find Buffy. We can try her house first" she declared.

"Who is Buffy?" Oz asked

"Long bizarre story. I'll tell you some other time for now let me give you directions to her house. Take the next left on Maple Street. Once you get to ……..Stop the van!" Cordelia screamed. Oz brought the van to a jarring halt. Cordelia jumped out of the van and raced to a group of individuals. Oz was right on her heels. Cordelia yelled at the redhead in a brown floppy hat, "Willow, Willow is that you? What is going on? Willow what is wrong with your eyes? Where did you get those hideous clothes, Beggars Are Us? Is that Buffy's sister those dwarfs are carrying?"

Willow addressed the overexcited Cordelia "Yeah man. You wouldn't happen to have a doobie?"

"Oz that is Buffy's little sister. Don't let those Munchkins run off with her" Cordelia demanded.

"Hey, It might be a good idea to let me have the kid. My friend over there knows her and if I were you I wouldn't piss her off. She put the B in bitch. So if you don't mind I'll take the kid" Oz told the four dwarfs. They ignored him and continued to carry the sleeping Dawn.

Oh boy here it comes Oz thought. After all he had warned them. They were about to feel the wrath of hurricane Cordelia. She stepped directly in front of the lead dwarf and placed her palm on his forehead. "And where do you think you are going short stuff? I'll tell you where. Out of here, but your leaving the girl with us. Don't even think you can out stare me little man. That is the kid sister of an almost friend of mine that just happens to be the second biggest bad ass around. Do you want to lay odds on who is the biggest bad ass in this town?"

While Oz was watching Cordelia take charge of the Munchkins, Willow frolicked over to him and asked, "Where's the party? I think your friend could use one. She is giving off negative vibes. It's bringing me down. She needs to chill."

Oz eyed the hippie chick and told her "That is Cordy's thing. She has the negative vibe thing down to an art. Don't let her freak you. It's all good."

Cordelia managed to get the dwarfs to put Dawn in the back of Oz's van without any bloodshed. Once Dawn, Willow, Cordelia and Oz were in the van they proceeded to Buffy's house.

"What is the plan?" Oz asked Cordelia once they were on the road again.

"Willow isn't going to be any help with her drug addled brain. So the plan stays the same, find Buffy" she informed him.

"What about sleeping beauty, should we find a prince to kiss her and wake her up? I could kiss her, but I don't think I could pass for a prince" Oz joked.

"Have you ever met Dawn? Believe me we are better off with her sleeping. That means no one comes within twenty feet of her with lips." Cordelia replied.

"Hey, what's happenin'? Are we still going to that party?" Willow smiled and asked her companions.

Cordelia rolled her eyes as if to say why me lord. However Oz replied to the redhead's question. "There is some crazy shit happening, so we need to find a friend and hopefully we can get things straightened out."

"You're cool Oz. I can dig where you're coming from. I bet you hear that a lot?" Willow asked.

"Yeah, I hear it frequently," his reply earning a smile from Willow.

*~*~*~*

Meanwhile, in the old factory across town things had just taken a strange turn. Drusilla watched in horror as the two vampires and the human in the room with her morphed into different beings. Her bellowing echoed off the walls of the near empty factory "My Angel is gone-gone-gone. I have to get him back. I have to get him back. I have to get him back. Ahhh my poor Angel-Angel-Angel."

The Vulcan found himself restrained by ropes and sitting on the floor of what appeared to be some sort of warehouse. Luckily he still had his communicator, tricorder, and phaser. Due to the confusion in the room, he was able to use his phaser to cut the ropes without the others noticing.

Once free he stood and pointed his phaser at the three humanoids in the room. The female with the dark hair made a run for it. The phaser blast seemed to stun her momentarily, but she continued out the exit. The Vulcan considered chasing her, but thought a better course of action would be to question the other two. "My name is Spock. I am the science officer on the starship USS Enterprise. Could you tell me how I came to be here?" Neither answered. Spock pulled out his tricorder to find out if anything could be done for the two blood stained people on the floor. Both were dead and had bite marks on their necks. Almost every drop of blood had been drained from their bodies.

"What killed these people?" Spock asked the woman and the green turtle creature in front of him. The female only sank to the ground and started chanting a prayer.

The green turtle creature finally spoke "I believe it was the vampire that just left. You say you're a science officer. That is my gig too. I'm part of a crime fighting team, the teenage mutant ninja turtles. My name is Donatello. And like you I have know idea how I got here."

Using his tricorder Spock found out that the female was human and that the male was indeed a mutated human – turtle hybrid. Spoke was unable to contact the ship, but he did make contact with Captain Kirk and Dr. McCoy. The Captain and doctor were on the other side of what the Captain referred to as a mid sized US city from the Twilight Zone. He informed them he would stay in contact. Spock needed to find the vampire and get some answers. Donatello offered to assist him in the search and with some reluctance they decided it was not safe to leave the helpless female here alone, so they took her with them.

*~*~*~*

How do I get myself into these messes the petite blond said to herself. She couldn't remember how she got to this damn town in the first place. If this was a joke one of her friends had pulled they were in for a world of hurt when she got back to LA. She was wearing her leathers which was good, but she had no ID and no money. Like she would ever be caught dead on a bus anyway. She needed to steal some transportation and get the hell out of here. Maybe this town would be okay if she had some weapons and the rest of her gang. And people say LA attracts all the weird ones, ha, it has nothing on this place.

She had almost snatched a van a little while ago. The couple in the van stopped to pick up a hippie chick and her passed out friend. I actually felt sorry for the owner of the van. His girlfriend was one major bitch.

Her mood brightened considerably when she spotted a bike just asking to be taken. It wasn't a Harley, but it would have to do. She could hear fighting around the corner of the building. Oh well, to bad you lose I win. The bike came to life, however the next thing she heard was the firm sound of a man's voice, "Police, put your hands in the air and step away from the motorcycle." She complied and he ran his hands up and down her body looking for weapons, but she didn't have any on her. All she could think about was I'm on probation this means the big house for me. There has to be a way to get him to let me go.

"Can I turn around?" she asked but started to turn before he had a chance to answer. Oh yeah, he was hot for a cop she thought as she examined him from his piercing blue eyes to his boot covered toes. I've got to get him to let me go. He looked like the type that likes his women all helpless, so he can play hero. "Hey I wasn't fu…..Stealing it. I was scared and needed to get away from the monsters. Have you seen some of the creatures walking the streets?" she said trying to sweet talk the cop.

Her lame attempt to sweet talk him was cut short when the two were attacked by a group of flesh eating zombies. The officer head butted one and elbowed another in the jaw. The girl was not fairing as well with her two zombies. They were restraining her by the arms and were getting ready to munch on her tender flesh when several shots rang out. The zombies fell to the ground, but were soon getting up to continue the fight. The officer yelled to the girl "Come on, get on." She jumped on the bike and wrapped her arms around his waist. The bike sped off, however when the duo had gone about 50 yards it died. He tried to restart it, but it wouldn't turn over.

"Come on they are following us" She screamed at him. A quick inspection of the motorcycle showed that one of his bullets must have gone through the zombie and hit the bike. It wasn't going anywhere.

"Come on, the bike is shot. We need to make a run for it!" he shouted as he grabbed her hand and made a dash for the nearest house. They tried three or four houses before they found a garage they could hide in.

"Look for a hammer and some nails!" he ordered her. While she was doing that he secured the garage door with some rope.

"I got some. Here they are," she yelled.

"Help me get these boards over to the side door. We are going to barricade ourselves in" he informed her as he started to hammer the first board across the doorway.

The zombies had found them and were trying to get into the garage. The duo franticly hammered more boards into place in hopes of keeping them out.

*~*~*~*

"My readings would confirm that the vampire is indeed headed for the downtown area of the city" Spock informed his companions.

"Oh lord it is judgement day. I must pray for the righteous!" the nun said to no one in particular and continued to chant prayers.

"You know Mr. Vulcan" Donatello said but was cut off by Spock.

"It is Mr. Spock" he clarified.

"Sorry pal, Mr. Spock you are lucky that it was me that was there instead of one of my fellow turtles. I'm the brains behind the outfit. If there is something that needs fixed, invented or figured out I'm your guy or turtle for the job" he boasted.

"Then I am fortunate to have you to assist me in this endeavor" Spock told Donatello.

A nasty demon jumped out and attacked the nun. Her scream alerted Donatello and Spike to its presence. Before you could say jackrabbit, Donatello sprung into action. His Bo-stick flying through the air one end making contact with the demons jaw then the other end knocking his feet out from under him. The demon lay unceremoniously out cold on the ground.

"Did I mention that I am an expert in the art of Ninjistu fighting" Donatello stated proudly.

"No, but I am doubly fortunate to have your assistance" the Vulcan informed him.

*~*~*~*

Oz and Cordelia found no one home at Buffy's. "Come on I think she keeps weapons in her room" Cordelia told Oz. The two had little trouble finding her stash of weapons and carried as many as they could in one trip to the van.

"Cordelia, I was wondering, isn't it a bit strange to have a stash of weapons in your bedroom?" Oz asked her. She gave him that look and he said "Okay, it's a long bizarre story and you'll tell me some other time. I'm going to hold you to it. By the way, where to now?"

"The only other person I can think of is Giles" she told him.

"Giles the school librarian" Oz asked skeptically.

"The one and only. But before you ask, don't ask. It's a long story" she informed him.

"I'm getting it" he told her.

"This is boring" Willow complained as she followed the two out of the house.

"Willow what are you doing in the house? You were suppose to keep an eye on sleeping beauty I mean Dawn" Cordelia chided Willow.

" I got bored and wanted to have some fun. This gig is turning into a real bummer" Willow complained.

"We got a problem guys. Dawn is gone" Oz told the girls.

TBC

Note from author. What happened to Dawn? Will Giles save the day or will it be mutant ninja turtle (Angel)? Will the zombies get Buffy and Spike? Who are James T Kirk and Leonard McCoy? Where the heck is Xander anyway?

Amanda Lord I went with your idea for Willow as a flower child. After all, this season they have had her character all spaced out on magic.

Blde Redwind I think you're right that Buffy would dress for Spike. I like the Scarlet idea, but that is more how she would dress for Angel not Spike, so we get Buffy in badass chick attire.

Heah peah Spike as a policeman with handcuffs is your idea and I couldn't get it out of my head. Also, I promised Jen she would get scenes with handcuffs. So the handcuffs are for you Jen and we haven't seen the last of them yet.

Alexia Thomas you get your wish, Angel as a mutant ninja turtle.

Bubonic you get your wish Dawn as Sleeping Beauty.

Everyone wanted Darla as a nun, so that was a no brainer.

I decided to make Jonathan Spock. I know he would dress as a sci-fi character and Spock is my favorite, so I had to fit him in somehow.

Colorado Woman wanted Xander as the invisible man, while so far he has been pretty much invisible.