Note: Anya isn't an emotional vengy demon like she became in S6. She's like she was originally in S3, but still has Anya traits when she's with her friends, or in human form. Also she never lost her ability toteleport.
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Willow frowned and circled the salt ring on the floor, clicking her tounge as she made her rounds, trying to decide who to call on.
She had a problem, a serious one. School had started two weeks before, and she was seeing Richard Zeeman five days a week, but he wouldn't confide in her. Sure he would talk to her about school stuff, and a little bit of his family, and some of the stuff he was interested in, but not about Anita.
The reason she was here on this twisted plane of reality where vampires were members of society and werewolfs were an everyday thing.
But Richard didn't like to talk about that stuff. And he wouldn't talk about Anita, because he didn't want to tell about him being a werewolf. So she needed a way to get him to trust her enough to confide in her about that part of his life.
And to do that, she needed a lycanthrope.
"I should of put that as one of my traits when I made this identity." Willow mentally berated herself, not for the first time. She could do that too, as a Justice Demon, Hallie had paid a visit the night before, and she was all about being PC, she could shape the life she led when she was on a job, or just visiting somewhere, completely. Say she was in a place where everyone had a green skin, when Willow was there, her skin was a lovely lime shade.
Whatever she needed.
But she hadn't felt like dealing with that aspect, cause then she'd of had to either rewrite a lot of past minor history to either make herself an existing member of the Thronnos Rokke Clan, or go through the whole deal of getting accepted into the clan. Then you have to decide what color wolf you are, how powerful you are, and it's really a lot more effort than is necessary, when 6 times out of ten, the person is so revengy they're off spouting deathwishes (or any other types of wishes) about their exes to anyone who will listen. And a few people who would rather not.
Well Willow was now paying for her lazyness.
And she needed someone who owed her a big enough favor to come and pose as relative or someone close and as an incoming werewolf, so she could get in closer to Richard.
And then she still had to deal with getting him to make a wish about Anita, or even one about JEan Claude. The latter seemed more likely, thogh not very so. As hurt and angry he was about his breakup, he wasn't the vengence wish making type.
Which was a rare enough thing in itself. Almost every single person living on this planet, this reality or not, had at least some vindictiveness in them. Richard had it, but he didn't seem to be using it.
Hell, when Willow found Oz with Veruca, had a vengence demon shown up instead of her relying on herself to make the problem go away, Oz would probably living today and everyday with cramps no Midol could tame.
And she probably wouldn't be here today trying to get a simple freaking wish out of a boyscout of a werewolf king.
Problem was, nobody really owed her any favors. She was young, she'd only been a demon for about 3 years. And the fact that she was so young and already one of D'hoffyns favorites, didn't endear her to most of the underlings.
Hallie couldn't help, she was off liberating a sweatshop in Asia somewhere, granting lots of wishes for underpaid prepubescents.
And Anya...
Woah.
Anya was in her living room. Looking very worried.
She wasn't supposed to be here, she was supposed to be back in Sunnydale running her shop and granting wishes on the Hellmouth.
Willow informed her of that.
Anya explained.
She'd granted a wish that got the hearts ripped out of some frat boys and now Buffy wanted to make her a dead demon.
Well that kind of stunk.
But still Spider Demon, impressive.
"Thanks I thought it was all very good. Buffy apparently didn't agree." Anya shrugged as she said this. "I left all my money in Sunnydale." She seemed most upset by this, as she wrinkled her nose stepping out of the salt ring and plopping down on the couch. "So how have you been? Why is there salt on your floor?"
"I'm ok, reluctant wisher." Anya nodded her comprehension on what that made you feel like, "The salt was there to summon someone to come and help me get a wish out of this guy. And since your here, you wanna do it for me?"
"Well. What would it entail?"
Willow explained, and after a few moments in silence she nodded her agreement, but had one question, "Can I still grant wishes? You know if I come across a situation that deserves a little retribution?"
"Fine, as long as they don't cause to much disruption. Don't summon any demons, the cops in this town are very effective. And don't do ones that change the world as we know it. At least wait to do those ones until I'm done with this guy. Deal?"
"Deal." Anya stood and shook Willows hand, very buisness like. "So lets get something to eat and get to work."
"Alright. Theirs this great Chinese place on the corner. Here's the plan..." Willow grabbed her purse from the table by the door and opened the door for Anya, explaining as they left what she figured they'd have to do to get this to work.
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TBC
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Willow frowned and circled the salt ring on the floor, clicking her tounge as she made her rounds, trying to decide who to call on.
She had a problem, a serious one. School had started two weeks before, and she was seeing Richard Zeeman five days a week, but he wouldn't confide in her. Sure he would talk to her about school stuff, and a little bit of his family, and some of the stuff he was interested in, but not about Anita.
The reason she was here on this twisted plane of reality where vampires were members of society and werewolfs were an everyday thing.
But Richard didn't like to talk about that stuff. And he wouldn't talk about Anita, because he didn't want to tell about him being a werewolf. So she needed a way to get him to trust her enough to confide in her about that part of his life.
And to do that, she needed a lycanthrope.
"I should of put that as one of my traits when I made this identity." Willow mentally berated herself, not for the first time. She could do that too, as a Justice Demon, Hallie had paid a visit the night before, and she was all about being PC, she could shape the life she led when she was on a job, or just visiting somewhere, completely. Say she was in a place where everyone had a green skin, when Willow was there, her skin was a lovely lime shade.
Whatever she needed.
But she hadn't felt like dealing with that aspect, cause then she'd of had to either rewrite a lot of past minor history to either make herself an existing member of the Thronnos Rokke Clan, or go through the whole deal of getting accepted into the clan. Then you have to decide what color wolf you are, how powerful you are, and it's really a lot more effort than is necessary, when 6 times out of ten, the person is so revengy they're off spouting deathwishes (or any other types of wishes) about their exes to anyone who will listen. And a few people who would rather not.
Well Willow was now paying for her lazyness.
And she needed someone who owed her a big enough favor to come and pose as relative or someone close and as an incoming werewolf, so she could get in closer to Richard.
And then she still had to deal with getting him to make a wish about Anita, or even one about JEan Claude. The latter seemed more likely, thogh not very so. As hurt and angry he was about his breakup, he wasn't the vengence wish making type.
Which was a rare enough thing in itself. Almost every single person living on this planet, this reality or not, had at least some vindictiveness in them. Richard had it, but he didn't seem to be using it.
Hell, when Willow found Oz with Veruca, had a vengence demon shown up instead of her relying on herself to make the problem go away, Oz would probably living today and everyday with cramps no Midol could tame.
And she probably wouldn't be here today trying to get a simple freaking wish out of a boyscout of a werewolf king.
Problem was, nobody really owed her any favors. She was young, she'd only been a demon for about 3 years. And the fact that she was so young and already one of D'hoffyns favorites, didn't endear her to most of the underlings.
Hallie couldn't help, she was off liberating a sweatshop in Asia somewhere, granting lots of wishes for underpaid prepubescents.
And Anya...
Woah.
Anya was in her living room. Looking very worried.
She wasn't supposed to be here, she was supposed to be back in Sunnydale running her shop and granting wishes on the Hellmouth.
Willow informed her of that.
Anya explained.
She'd granted a wish that got the hearts ripped out of some frat boys and now Buffy wanted to make her a dead demon.
Well that kind of stunk.
But still Spider Demon, impressive.
"Thanks I thought it was all very good. Buffy apparently didn't agree." Anya shrugged as she said this. "I left all my money in Sunnydale." She seemed most upset by this, as she wrinkled her nose stepping out of the salt ring and plopping down on the couch. "So how have you been? Why is there salt on your floor?"
"I'm ok, reluctant wisher." Anya nodded her comprehension on what that made you feel like, "The salt was there to summon someone to come and help me get a wish out of this guy. And since your here, you wanna do it for me?"
"Well. What would it entail?"
Willow explained, and after a few moments in silence she nodded her agreement, but had one question, "Can I still grant wishes? You know if I come across a situation that deserves a little retribution?"
"Fine, as long as they don't cause to much disruption. Don't summon any demons, the cops in this town are very effective. And don't do ones that change the world as we know it. At least wait to do those ones until I'm done with this guy. Deal?"
"Deal." Anya stood and shook Willows hand, very buisness like. "So lets get something to eat and get to work."
"Alright. Theirs this great Chinese place on the corner. Here's the plan..." Willow grabbed her purse from the table by the door and opened the door for Anya, explaining as they left what she figured they'd have to do to get this to work.
___
TBC