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The Immortal sunk close to Buffy and jabbed a kiss on her cheek. But something clicked. Buffy knew for a second that this wasn't right and punched him in the chin. He fell back and looked up, blood dripping from his mouth. "Buffy? What was that?" He asked. She stared mindlessly up at him, "Nothing. Oh my god! You're bleeding!" She said unaware that she caused it. "I'll be fine. You just go help those people in need and all that junk. I need to make a call." He told Buffy. She left without a word into the larger part of the shelter.
The Immortal picked up a long stick and tapped it on the ground four times while saying, "The Wolf, Ram, and the Hart, make yourselves seen!" When it was done there was an orb with the image of a small girl sitting on a chair. "What has happened that has made you call us?" She asked. "It's Buffy. She hit me. You said she wouldn't do anything like that! You said she was completely under my power! He had a deal, dammit!" He screamed into the orb. "You must understand. The spell was not made for use on the slayer. It was made for use on demons. And as you know, she is stronger than a mere demon so from time to time you may loose control. This is normal and as she is under the spell longer, she will get weaker and weaker until her soul is crushed and she is completely yours. Now if you don't mind, I have an apocalypse to finish up. Thank you." The orb vanished. The Immortal looked out the small window in the door and saw Buffy walking around checking up on people. He thought, I hope it doesn't take too long.
Spike and Angel sat on two crates in the alley, devising a plan. "I say we bludgeon em and then slice his head." Suggested Spike. Angel looked at him as if saying, be serious. "Sod off! I don't see you thinkin' up anything!" Said Spike. "Well I got a plan right now!" He said as he stood up. Spike also stood up, "Yah, what?"
"We take the Immortal, strip him down, tie him to a tree, take pictures, and hit it out of him!" Said Angel.
"God man! You're a genius!" Said Spike.
"Spike, I was being sarcastic," Said Angel.
"Bloody hell! You think I didn't notice?" Said Spike, slightly ticked off.
"Back to square one then," Said Angel, a little more broody than usual.
"Phbt. Like we ever left," Retorted Spike.
Illyria was very afraid. All these new changes she was going through. Emotional changes mostly but some other ones, too. Like whenever she saw children playing, she smiled. And she cried at night if she thought of Wes. And she couldn't stand to she all the people come in in such painful states. She never, in all her lives, experienced these things. She even started to say "Please" and "Thank you". She never did those things. How could she! She was above every other being. She was afraid to consult Spike or Angel on these things. They might call her weak and abandon her. There it was again! How could anyone abandon her? She abandoned them! Illyria walked back to her cot after going outside for a while to get a breath of fresh air. She lay down and tried to sleep. But then she thought of Wes and started crying. Then she thought, I loved him so much...
Sophi didn't know what to do. All she did anymore at these few days at the shelter was eat weird food, use the can, and sleep (Although sometimes she talked to Nancy). And Willow and Buffy asked all these strange questions! They were about magic and all those occult things she never knew about until now. And Nancy, her only friend, got this tattoo on her palm and ever since has been acting strangely. She was acting all peppy and happy and barely ever admitted to boredom even if all she did was sit her makeshift bed, all day long! Something was up, and she needed to tell someone but she didn't know whom. She couldn't trust anyone. Buffy and Willow seemed nice at first but then they started acting weird like Nancy. Sophi didn't even want to get started on Xander. He made Hannibal Lecter look pleasant! I mean, where did he lose his eye? The only normal person was the Immortal. Except for his name, he was pretty nice. She sat back down on her cot and opened up her bottle of Coke. Maybe she should tell him of her suspicions?
The Immortal sunk close to Buffy and jabbed a kiss on her cheek. But something clicked. Buffy knew for a second that this wasn't right and punched him in the chin. He fell back and looked up, blood dripping from his mouth. "Buffy? What was that?" He asked. She stared mindlessly up at him, "Nothing. Oh my god! You're bleeding!" She said unaware that she caused it. "I'll be fine. You just go help those people in need and all that junk. I need to make a call." He told Buffy. She left without a word into the larger part of the shelter.
The Immortal picked up a long stick and tapped it on the ground four times while saying, "The Wolf, Ram, and the Hart, make yourselves seen!" When it was done there was an orb with the image of a small girl sitting on a chair. "What has happened that has made you call us?" She asked. "It's Buffy. She hit me. You said she wouldn't do anything like that! You said she was completely under my power! He had a deal, dammit!" He screamed into the orb. "You must understand. The spell was not made for use on the slayer. It was made for use on demons. And as you know, she is stronger than a mere demon so from time to time you may loose control. This is normal and as she is under the spell longer, she will get weaker and weaker until her soul is crushed and she is completely yours. Now if you don't mind, I have an apocalypse to finish up. Thank you." The orb vanished. The Immortal looked out the small window in the door and saw Buffy walking around checking up on people. He thought, I hope it doesn't take too long.
Spike and Angel sat on two crates in the alley, devising a plan. "I say we bludgeon em and then slice his head." Suggested Spike. Angel looked at him as if saying, be serious. "Sod off! I don't see you thinkin' up anything!" Said Spike. "Well I got a plan right now!" He said as he stood up. Spike also stood up, "Yah, what?"
"We take the Immortal, strip him down, tie him to a tree, take pictures, and hit it out of him!" Said Angel.
"God man! You're a genius!" Said Spike.
"Spike, I was being sarcastic," Said Angel.
"Bloody hell! You think I didn't notice?" Said Spike, slightly ticked off.
"Back to square one then," Said Angel, a little more broody than usual.
"Phbt. Like we ever left," Retorted Spike.
Illyria was very afraid. All these new changes she was going through. Emotional changes mostly but some other ones, too. Like whenever she saw children playing, she smiled. And she cried at night if she thought of Wes. And she couldn't stand to she all the people come in in such painful states. She never, in all her lives, experienced these things. She even started to say "Please" and "Thank you". She never did those things. How could she! She was above every other being. She was afraid to consult Spike or Angel on these things. They might call her weak and abandon her. There it was again! How could anyone abandon her? She abandoned them! Illyria walked back to her cot after going outside for a while to get a breath of fresh air. She lay down and tried to sleep. But then she thought of Wes and started crying. Then she thought, I loved him so much...
Sophi didn't know what to do. All she did anymore at these few days at the shelter was eat weird food, use the can, and sleep (Although sometimes she talked to Nancy). And Willow and Buffy asked all these strange questions! They were about magic and all those occult things she never knew about until now. And Nancy, her only friend, got this tattoo on her palm and ever since has been acting strangely. She was acting all peppy and happy and barely ever admitted to boredom even if all she did was sit her makeshift bed, all day long! Something was up, and she needed to tell someone but she didn't know whom. She couldn't trust anyone. Buffy and Willow seemed nice at first but then they started acting weird like Nancy. Sophi didn't even want to get started on Xander. He made Hannibal Lecter look pleasant! I mean, where did he lose his eye? The only normal person was the Immortal. Except for his name, he was pretty nice. She sat back down on her cot and opened up her bottle of Coke. Maybe she should tell him of her suspicions?