Unity

            Goyle groggily opened his eyes. Tied to a chair he started to struggle to get out. It wasn't working. Across from him stood the blonde muggle that worked the new store in town.  There was something wrong though, and it wasn't just the fact that she was flipping a knife in her hand with a big smile plastered over her face. She scared the crap out of him, and he didn't know why.

"So the little boy finally decides to rise and shine. Good. Now then…" With no effort all, she through the knife into the chair, between his legs. His face paled immediately.
           

"Guess what, I'm not in any mood to play at all so shall we just pass through all the torture and screaming and just tell me what you and your fellow Deathbeaters want…" She said, as she got right up into his face. "OH and by the way, magic's doesn't work in here and we spelled you so you can't turn all monstery and stuff. Get it…?"

Goyle nodded quickly as he told the girl all he knew, including who planned on entering the castle. Buffy smiled.

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            A 3-d map of the castle stands floating in the air. Willow smiled happily as she sat crossed legged looking at her accomplishment. "Will, why didn't you do this sooner…this is the perfect way to figure plans." Buffy asked.

Willow shrugged. "Just stumbled on to it."

They nod as Buffy stands up. "OK people, this is it. We're going back into battle facing monsters, wizards and things that creep and crawl. Here are all the entrances to the school."

Little red dots scatter across the model like Christmas lights. "The main participants are going to be out there on the front lawn. That's where we are going to commence this little shindig. The other Deathmeeters…"

"Deatheaters." The other's correct in unison.

"Whatever. The other baddies that are going into the building will enter these three points. We know how those are going to be protected….now, on to the students and staff and what's happening to them…"

Willow smiles; knowing this will take a lot of work.

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            The Great hall was a bustle with every student as dinner began. The teachers all were sitting up in the back. Everything seemed normal until the doors opened in the back and a figure cloaked in white entered. Silence happened, as Dumbledor stood up quickly, alarmed.

"Who are you and what is your purpose here!!!" Dumbledor yelled. The figure said nothing as it raised its arms and a white aura surrounded it. As the figure turned and left, they heard a snap as the doors slammed closed behind it. A few students ran to the door. "It won't open!!!" They exclaimed.

The teachers began to look startled but Dumbledor raised his hands. "Calm down one and all.  It would seem we would be…rather stuck here for the moment. And it also seems that magic doesn't work so we will sit tight for a little while…"

The nervous students and faculty looked around, still not convinced by their headmaster's words.

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Deatheater's POV

                        We slowly entered on to the front yard of the castle. Our army of creatures behind us, emerging from the dark forest like a plague. Chimera's, giants, one dragon, a few trolls, some hired vampires and demons, and a dozen Dementors. When we opened the great doors, we knew it would be quiet for the students and teachers were right now eating dinner, unsuspecting the danger that awaited them. The mist in the lobby was unnatural though, and although we didn't panic, there was something…wrong about it. The other Deatheaters fidgeted the same way. But being Voldemort's rightful servants, it would not deter us. We would attack and kill students and teachers alike no matter how eerie it felt.

 As we entered the mist, it was not as thick as I first thought, we came upon a figure sitting in a lotus position, and it was the red headed muggle, her eyes closed apparently asleep. The other Deatheaters surrounded her; the bigger creatures were being left outside so we can herd the students into their clutches. Yet she did not move. The vampires we hired were licking their sharp canines as they circled around their prey.  She was still as death itself, and quiet as mouse.

The only thing that didn't fit was the axe lying in front of her. Suddenly the axe floated up and she finally opened her eyes, her changing color to white, which caused all to move back a few steps. She said only one word, while smiling.

"Boo."

Suddenly from the stairway above a blonde figure jumps down into a crouching position, just in front of the witch, then stands up and grabs the axe. "Well boys, ready to play." Her smile scared me…

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            Buffy smiled as she watched the expressions of the bad guys changed. She wished she had a camera because it was priceless. "Well as they say, lets get this party started shall we?" Using the axe that she used to go after the first months back, she decapitated three vampires in one swipe.

 "Hmm, think I need to sharpen the blade a bit. Last time I checked I dusted five in a row." The vampires and demons backed away and started for the door mumbling about the slayer as the Deatheaters raised their wand. Buffy put up a finger and moved it from side to side. "Uh uh uh. Magic doesn't work in here, at least for a while. Care to try fighting me with out the wand?"

As the Deatheaters, not believing her tried to cast their spells, they realized nothing was happening. Suddenly they all looked at the door and ran. "Oh poo, nobody wants to play with me…" Buffy smirks.

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            That was not possible. There was no magic that we knew of that could do that. It had to be the white haired one who wasn't moving. As we rushed through the exit, the girl followed, amazingly skipping as if there was no threat on her life. We were even more stunned as the other girl, still cross-legged, followed her. Levitated as she went we turned around, with our army behind us.

Suddenly the great doors behind them slammed closed. In front of one stood a man with a strange sword. The other was a chestnut haired female with a large metal troll's hammer. They then walked up to join the other two.

Suddenly another one appeared out of nowhere, a raven-haired girl, younger then the rest. The male spoke up. "Well here we are again. Against impossible odds and big scary monsters…anyone up for doughnuts afterward?" He smirked.

"Well boy toy…" Leaning against him the chestnut haired one replied… "If we get through this one alive I'll make sure I'll give you something more then just a doughnut…"

Then amazingly, against all odds, the two girls and the guy rushed towards us.

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            Willow looked as she levitated. The night sky was clear tonight, perfect for her next spell. She says only one word. "Synchronization." She smiles as the battle then unfolds as her spell works her magic.

It was an off shoot of the one she used on Buffy during her fight with Adam, that one melded all of their powers into her, connecting them. This was different. They all were aware of each other and what each was doing. This proceeded to look much like something rehearsed.

   Buffy started out in the group of vampires and Dementors. Her axe passed through them all, tearing them into pieces and their screams went silent after awhile. As a giant lumbered up, Buffy crouched down as Faith came from behind, jumped onto Buffy's shoulder then off, flying through the air and swinging the hammer dead center of the giant's head, with a large crack sounding, breaking the skull.

As Faith somersaulted, landed, and crouched, a chimera came from behind, it's eyes set on a meal. Suddenly it turned for the last time, as Xander came from behind, decapitating the creature in one swift swipe of his blade. Turning around he set his sight on the large dragon that was breathing in. Knowing that he would be roasted alive in seconds, he through the sword at the dragons head.

The dragon lowered it's head to dodge it but Dawn appeared from above, catching the sword and drove it into the dragons skull, penetrating the brain which immediately killed the creature. IT fell to the ground, taking a few other creatures and Deatheaters with it to the next life. A small earthquake occurred from the fall as Dawn appeared on the ground, clutching with the blood stained katana.

The Deatheaters, being on the grounds and out of the limits on the spell began to converge on the girl. Their wands were held high as they started a spell. Suddenly sounds of snapping occurred as each wand fell to the ground. The Deatheaters around dawn cradled their broken arms as they turned to Willow who smirks as they are knocked out by an intense blast of magic.

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Deatheater's POV

I felt a presence behind me, so I turned looking into the cold eyes of the chestnut haired young lady. She was dressed in dark pants and top with dark boots and her hair was tied up on top of her head. She smiled just before she twirled and decked me with a kick to the face. She then attacked the others from behind. Struggling to get up I picked up my wand, which had fallen and tried to kill the girl with the most powerful spell I knew.  That was when I found my wand wasn't there, neither was my hand. Gritting my teeth, I fell down on one leg as I looked up into the dead eyes of the man. He wore about the same clothes as the girl, but what scared me was the look he had and sword he carried. The girl had the sword, how did acquire it?

He shook a finger at me. "Nope sorry guy, lucks not yours today." I stared at him, my hood off; my expression was one of fear. "Hey didn't I see you…yeah weren't you the caretaker that left?" About to plead for my life I saw the hilt of his sword, and then saw nothing but darkness.

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            Outside the Dining hall, large crashes and yelling was heard. The students were scared out of their wits, especially after that large earthquake, which probably wasn't one. The teachers were spooked as well but Dumbledor was humming to himself. "Anyone up for a game of chess?"

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            A group of Deatheaters and vampires made their way through the underground passages into the Castle. They silently strove through the cold unlit passage, eager for the bloodshed that was about to occur. As they exited through the secret door, they entered the hallway. Suddenly they heard a strong tapping sound.

They all turned sharply to face about ten girls in miniskirts, of all different cultures and races. "Well its about time. Do the forces of evil ever come on time? Oh well. By the way, I'm Kennedy and I'll be you slayer for the evening." Suddenly she and the other girl pulled out all different sorts of blunt, and sharp weapons. The Deatheaters and vampires paled as the slayers rushed at them in full force.

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            The odds that they were going to survive looked better, Xander mused. Maybe it would be 100 to 1 now. They had taken out the main guy so the underlings were scattering around, and were taken out with ease. There were scattered monsters still on the loose though, which presented their own particular problems.

Flipping her axe around, Buffy smirked as two trolls surrounded her. "Well, well now. Big evil trolls are surrounding a cute innocent girl. Oh my stars, what am I to do…" With a nasty smirk, she takes two swings, one up and one down. At first it looked like nothing happened. Suddenly two of the three trolls split apart down the middle ands the parts crumble to the ground with plenty of blood.

"You guys aren't only smelly, stupid and ugly, but you have a split personality too. You guys really were stuck with the weak genes weren't ya?"

 Struggling from behind, a lone Deatheater came from behind. "Avada kadava!!!" he screeched sending a bolt of light straight into her chest. Buffy felt a tingling sensation but then looked up. "Well, that felt kinda nice, you got any more relaxing spells?"

He stared at her, horror taking over him. "You can't. There's no way anyone could live through that spell. You're supposed to be dead."

She shrugs at that statement. "I get that a lot." As he raises his wand again she does a roundhouse kick sending him to the ground. "Besides, I already died twice…"

Before he blacked out his mind was reeling from the importance of that statement. Even Voldemort only escaped death once…

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            As suddenly as they began, the sounds of battle, the shakes and screams ended. Nobody said a word as the doors slowly opened and a light mist rolled through into the dining hall. Dumbledor and the teachers gently quieted the students as they left Hagrid in the room to make sure the students stayed.

The teachers made their way out into the now dusty hallway, the walls splattered with blood and other fluids. The grounds were littered with bodies. They then went to check outside…