A/N: Spike's little songs are in italics. Oh, and thank you for the reviews! Please keep them coming! Luv to all, Karma.

"The stars were singing pretty songs of death and dark and blood and faeries. They danced and sang and jumped and played and spun around in pretty little circles." Spike spun around in the darkness as he sang. To say the room he was in was dark was an understatement. To say he was in a room at all wouldn't be right either. He wasn't in a room. He wasn't in a time. He wasn't in a place. He just was. He simply existed, free- floating in nothingness. It was what he always wanted, to live in the stars with his beloved sister, Edith.

The sprite that called herself Edith stood amongst the nothingness and watched the oblivious vampire. He was in a state of pure contentment. Anyone or anything that was near him could feel the happiness radiating off of him in waves and couldn't help but feel happy as well. Even the evil sprite felt content as she watched his form dance through the nothingness. It was simply poetry in motion. She couldn't help but stare at him.

For someone who had the sight, he had no idea what was to come or what would happen to those he love most. He had no idea what "Edith" had in plan for Drusilla, Angel and Willow. The stars were screaming at him to stop dancing and leave. They yelled that this wasn't Edith but he couldn't hear them. The sprite wouldn't let them talk to him. The only word he heard was Gallyida. As he danced, he danced to the beat of the word Gallyida. It was the mantra in his head and it wouldn't leave.

"The darkness is coming into the light. Death is coming are you ready? Pretty blood comes down in waves. Pretty pretty crimson blood swooping heaven. She won't be ready when it comes. Plans always fail. Don't listen to the bunnies. Death is coming are you ready? Gallyida is coming. You won't be ready when she kills you."

The sprite stared at Spike as he sang his creepy song. It washed over her in waves. Death. Blood. 'My plan will work. Theirs won't.' Rushed through the sprites head. Then a new thought replaced it. 'How did he know my real name?' Spike smiled a creepy half-smile that sent shivers down Gallyinda's spine. 'I guess it's time to start part two of my plan. Kidnap the one he calls Edith.'
"What do you mean it was Edith?" Drusilla growled as she grabbed Willow by the neck. Willow began to shake from fear and lack of oxygen.

"Drusilla! Put her down now!" Angel growled storming into the room. Drusilla didn't budge. "Dru, how do you expect her to tell you what she knows if you kill her?" Drusilla listened to Angel this time and dropped Willow who fell into a heap at Drusilla's feet. Buffy and Angel raced over to her to help her stand up, but she pushed them away.

"Xander and I were with Spike, he was telling Xander of a dark haired cheerleader princess that will steal his heart and never give it back. It was super creepy. Then he stopped, and just stared behind Xander. When I looked there was a beautiful young girl standing behind Xander. She had to have been no older than twelve. She just smiled at Spike. He walked past Xander and I as if in a trance. When Xander tried to stop him, Spike threw him into the wall. I chased over Spike and tried to stop him, and he just told me that he was sorry and that I had come back. Then he threw me into the wall. The last thing I remember is Spike walking off with the girl." Willow stood up carefully. "We have to get Spike back. Whoever this Edith was said something about the Days of Darkness returning."

Drusilla and Angel looked at each other wide-eyed. "It's time." They said in union. Then they looked at each other and growled. If it wasn't such a dire situation, Willow would have laughed.

"What's time?" Buffy asked nervously.

"The end of the world." Angel replied with a grim look on his face.

"Again." Buffy sighed.

"No, Slayer." Drusilla spat. "This isn't some apocalypse you can stop. This is the end. The one you can't stop. The time when rivers flow blood and dead fairies drop from the sky." Everyone stared at Drusilla. She shrugged. "That's how Spike put it." Drusilla suddenly looked at Angel. "She, Edith, whoever, doesn't want Spike for his visions. She wants to stop him from using his visions to help us stop her."

That was the last thing Willow heard. Before Drusilla had even finished her thought everything turned black around Willow.

"Welcome, my little tree." A voice greeted her. Willow turned to see Spike dancing in the darkness. "Did the stars save you too?" Willow stared at Spike wide- eyed. "They're not letting us see the rivers of blood. They say we need to stay up here. She's going to kill Princess, and my Angel." Spike stopped dancing and pouted.

"Who, Spike?" Willow asked nervously.

"Me." Gallyinda replied stepping out of the darker darkness. "And I'm going to use you to do it."
Sorry this chappie is so short. I promise a longer one next time!