The next morning at dawn there was a banging at the door, Giles got up to
see who it was but whoever it was they just burst into the hall through the
door, it a was girl. She was a bout 9 years old and she was levitating
about two foot in the air, she was clad in a flowing black robe which
reached down well past her ankles, the sleeves were ripped and scraggly the
top was hanging down her shoulder on one side and on the over it was
perched above her shoulder, her blood red hair was flowing loose down her
back every over strand was braided, her skin was pale as ash, her head was
raised high with an evil grin on her face, and her eyes flashed red.
Giles looked at her and said, "Who are you?"
The girl if you could still call her that, for in that moment she looked more like a monster than half the things which he had seen on the hell mouth.
She let a laugh at that and answered, her voice was cracked and high pitched yet low all at once, it was a chilling sound and sent shivers down his spine. "Foolish Mortal, you dare to question me? I am the guide to the chosen and I have come for her it is nearly time."
"Your Kayleigh?"
"That was the name Lurickal gave me yes. I'm bored of you now."
And as she said that a blue light shot out of her hands and pushed Giles about three foot backwards, knocking him out as he hit the wall with a loud crash.
Spike and Angel shot out of the room where they were guarding Erin when they heard the crash and rushed down stairs, Willow who had also awoken at the crash was right behind them.
They saw the girl at the bottom of the stairs and spike turned to angel
"Who the hell is this then?"
Angel looked at her and said, "I'm guessing the guide."
"Giles!" Willow shouted as she saw the old man lying unconscious in the study, Oz was nowhere to been seen.
"Move out of my way, mortal." The girl shouted at willow
"No," Willow stood her ground and looked straight into the eyes of the guide and started to repeat an extremity powerful spell.
"Hakra clutch at her bones, let her not move, she is the impure the dead born and a minion of Angkara herself, help your people, help them in their need."
A golden light ran through willow and looked like it must have passed through her soul, the goodness in it was evident, Kayleigh or whoever she was now, was frozen in mid air and every time she tried to move forward she cried out in pain as she was burned.
Willow collapsed once she had said the spell, that's how much of her power it had taken.
The next thing she knew it, Oz was standing over her lying in their bed looking worried.
Giles looked at her and said, "Who are you?"
The girl if you could still call her that, for in that moment she looked more like a monster than half the things which he had seen on the hell mouth.
She let a laugh at that and answered, her voice was cracked and high pitched yet low all at once, it was a chilling sound and sent shivers down his spine. "Foolish Mortal, you dare to question me? I am the guide to the chosen and I have come for her it is nearly time."
"Your Kayleigh?"
"That was the name Lurickal gave me yes. I'm bored of you now."
And as she said that a blue light shot out of her hands and pushed Giles about three foot backwards, knocking him out as he hit the wall with a loud crash.
Spike and Angel shot out of the room where they were guarding Erin when they heard the crash and rushed down stairs, Willow who had also awoken at the crash was right behind them.
They saw the girl at the bottom of the stairs and spike turned to angel
"Who the hell is this then?"
Angel looked at her and said, "I'm guessing the guide."
"Giles!" Willow shouted as she saw the old man lying unconscious in the study, Oz was nowhere to been seen.
"Move out of my way, mortal." The girl shouted at willow
"No," Willow stood her ground and looked straight into the eyes of the guide and started to repeat an extremity powerful spell.
"Hakra clutch at her bones, let her not move, she is the impure the dead born and a minion of Angkara herself, help your people, help them in their need."
A golden light ran through willow and looked like it must have passed through her soul, the goodness in it was evident, Kayleigh or whoever she was now, was frozen in mid air and every time she tried to move forward she cried out in pain as she was burned.
Willow collapsed once she had said the spell, that's how much of her power it had taken.
The next thing she knew it, Oz was standing over her lying in their bed looking worried.