Note : I got the Elvish translation of Xander's name using the Name Generator at www.barrowdowns.com and his whole name, Alexander Harris.
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"He's alive," Buffy said quietly.
"He wrote a diary?" Giles exclaimed. He saw the look Buffy shot him and added, "Xander writing?" Its an interesting development."
"I guess you're right," she said. She turned to Legolas. "Its not one of his strong points, writing."
Legolas nodded. He was happy that they had that little bit of knowledge. They at least knew their friend had been alive in Middle Earth at some point and that Middle Earth had still been there. But he didn't ask when these diaries had been written. Maybe everything was gone now. He didn't want to think about it. If he did, he'd not be of any use to them, and right now, it was what they needed.
"So Giles, these Diaries. Where are they?" Buffy asked, bringing the subject back.
"Err, its not very clear on that," he said returning to the book in front of him. "It mentions Belegdagnirion and its a bit hazy on his exact relationship with the Elves, but from little that is here, I think he was a friend and lived with them for some time after the attacks of the Valarauko?" He turned and looked at Legolas for an explanation.
"Valarauko, a demon," Legolas replied.
"Attacks by demons," Giles continued.
"And this Beleg guy is Xander? Our Xander?" Buffy asked.
"I believe so," Legolas said as he walked around behind Giles and looked at the book he'd been reading from. He was pleasantly surprised to see that he had translated most of the writings correctly, except for one part. His heart sank as he read it. He knew if he told them the correct translation, they would more than likely give up and leave things as they were. He saw what they had missed, the part where Belegdagnirion, their friend Xander, was referred to as the father of all the Valarauko.
"Find her," Boromir screamed. "Bring her back, and bring back my Ring."
He watched as the remaining Vampires ran from the warehouse and off into the night. He would see the girl begging on her knees for mercy before the sun rose, or he'd make sure his Vampires saw it themselves. He'd waited an eternity to possess it, and now, just as his waiting was at an end, he'd been tricked by a mere girl. It would not happen again.
"I will make you plead for death bitch," he said through clenched teeth.
"Always good," came a voice from behind him.
Boromir turned and saw a stranger standing in the open doorway.
"It is certainly my favourite part," the stranger said as he walked into the warehouse. "Although the screaming has it charm too."
Boromir reached for his sword. "You have three seconds to state what you want and then..."
"I want what you want," the stranger said, interrupting Boromir.
"And what is that?"
"The Slayer's head on a stick," Angel grinned.
"Does it say how we can get him back?" Buffy asked breaking the uneasy silence. "Does it say anything else?"
Legolas looked up from the book. Buffy knew he'd seen something that he wasn't saying. It was written all over his face.
"Legolas, what does it say?" she said softly.
The Elf looked at her. How could he tell her what he'd seen? How could he tell her that the friend she loved and was trying to get back was, by all accounts from what he'd read, a monster?
Richard Wilkins looked up from the book he'd been reading.
"This is good," he said. "Just what I was looking for." He closed the book and stood up. "Everything is coming together perfectly. And the rest?"
The Demon took a deep breath.
"We could only find the one book," she said slowly. "But the rest will be within our grasp soon."
"Well make sure they are," Richard said. "I would hate for anything to disturb my plans now. I have worked so hard for so long. But I need those diaries." He slowly ran his hand through the Demon's long red hair. "Don't disappoint me."
She could hear the veiled threat under his words and his caress. If they didn't find the rest of the diaries... She didn't even want to think about it. She made her way to the door.
"Krytalia."
The Demon turned.
"Find them."
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"He's alive," Buffy said quietly.
"He wrote a diary?" Giles exclaimed. He saw the look Buffy shot him and added, "Xander writing?" Its an interesting development."
"I guess you're right," she said. She turned to Legolas. "Its not one of his strong points, writing."
Legolas nodded. He was happy that they had that little bit of knowledge. They at least knew their friend had been alive in Middle Earth at some point and that Middle Earth had still been there. But he didn't ask when these diaries had been written. Maybe everything was gone now. He didn't want to think about it. If he did, he'd not be of any use to them, and right now, it was what they needed.
"So Giles, these Diaries. Where are they?" Buffy asked, bringing the subject back.
"Err, its not very clear on that," he said returning to the book in front of him. "It mentions Belegdagnirion and its a bit hazy on his exact relationship with the Elves, but from little that is here, I think he was a friend and lived with them for some time after the attacks of the Valarauko?" He turned and looked at Legolas for an explanation.
"Valarauko, a demon," Legolas replied.
"Attacks by demons," Giles continued.
"And this Beleg guy is Xander? Our Xander?" Buffy asked.
"I believe so," Legolas said as he walked around behind Giles and looked at the book he'd been reading from. He was pleasantly surprised to see that he had translated most of the writings correctly, except for one part. His heart sank as he read it. He knew if he told them the correct translation, they would more than likely give up and leave things as they were. He saw what they had missed, the part where Belegdagnirion, their friend Xander, was referred to as the father of all the Valarauko.
"Find her," Boromir screamed. "Bring her back, and bring back my Ring."
He watched as the remaining Vampires ran from the warehouse and off into the night. He would see the girl begging on her knees for mercy before the sun rose, or he'd make sure his Vampires saw it themselves. He'd waited an eternity to possess it, and now, just as his waiting was at an end, he'd been tricked by a mere girl. It would not happen again.
"I will make you plead for death bitch," he said through clenched teeth.
"Always good," came a voice from behind him.
Boromir turned and saw a stranger standing in the open doorway.
"It is certainly my favourite part," the stranger said as he walked into the warehouse. "Although the screaming has it charm too."
Boromir reached for his sword. "You have three seconds to state what you want and then..."
"I want what you want," the stranger said, interrupting Boromir.
"And what is that?"
"The Slayer's head on a stick," Angel grinned.
"Does it say how we can get him back?" Buffy asked breaking the uneasy silence. "Does it say anything else?"
Legolas looked up from the book. Buffy knew he'd seen something that he wasn't saying. It was written all over his face.
"Legolas, what does it say?" she said softly.
The Elf looked at her. How could he tell her what he'd seen? How could he tell her that the friend she loved and was trying to get back was, by all accounts from what he'd read, a monster?
Richard Wilkins looked up from the book he'd been reading.
"This is good," he said. "Just what I was looking for." He closed the book and stood up. "Everything is coming together perfectly. And the rest?"
The Demon took a deep breath.
"We could only find the one book," she said slowly. "But the rest will be within our grasp soon."
"Well make sure they are," Richard said. "I would hate for anything to disturb my plans now. I have worked so hard for so long. But I need those diaries." He slowly ran his hand through the Demon's long red hair. "Don't disappoint me."
She could hear the veiled threat under his words and his caress. If they didn't find the rest of the diaries... She didn't even want to think about it. She made her way to the door.
"Krytalia."
The Demon turned.
"Find them."