Authors Note - I forgot about this part!! None of the characters belong to me etc etc. Ok, this story was kind of inspired by an old episode of charmed i was watching the other day - but only a little bit!! If you don't watch it it doesn't matter, but it was the episode where the sisters powers are caught live on TV. But i always wondered how the scooby gang would react to something like that anyway. Thanks for the reviews, hope you enjoy!

Chapter Three

When Spike opened his eyes, he found that he couldn't move. Screams echoed all around him, making his head hurt even more.

He tried to stand up but he was chained to something. He felt movement. Whoever held him captive was taking him somewhere, of that he was certain. It was the only thing he was certain of.

"What have you done to me?" he yelled out to the darkness. Images filled his mind then. Thousands of pictures all at once. People being killed or tortured, then he knew that these were things he had done.

"Help me," he murmured as the images continued to play out. He hated the way he sounded. Helpless, pathetic. A part of him was standing back and watching. A part of him understood everything that was happening and was laughing. It was the part he couldn't reach - and yet it had been him moments earlier. He had been planning a murder…….this thought shocked him to the core of his being. He was a good man. How could this have happened to him? Why couldn't he remember who he had been planning to kill? He should know, it seemed crystal clear to him and yet….

Then the pain was once more to much and he passed out.

Sunnydale

"So, spill already. Who's going to help us?" said Buffy, her mind still reeling from the fact that very soon the whole world would know about the supernatural. They may not know she was the slayer - but they knew about her. It wouldn't be long before they found everything else out too.

"He should be here by tomorrow night," Quentin answered her calmly. "And you know him well enough to recognise him from your past encounters with him. It will be a shock for you, but you'll have to work together I'm afraid"

"Wait - that's all your going to tell us?" gasped Willow. "That's insane," added Xander. "We know lot's of people that we hate. It could be anyone!"

"May I remind you this is supposed to be a punishment for you?" he told them. "Although it is catastrophic that our world has been exposed - it is your mess. This is how things were planned though. It is a test. And although you are no longer a part of the council - if you want to continue your work of fighting for good, you'd do well to obey the rules!" He looked at them all in turn. "Of course I'm not a complete monster as you would believe. I shall give you a riddle to help you on your way. It's a pretty big clue at that. Even you, buffy, will be able to get this one!"

The slayer raised her eyebrows. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.

" The being that you seek

Once was strong and now is weak

It has hair almost as white as snow

And its eyes now glow with a soul"

He paused for a second, allowing them to absorb what he had just said. "I thought it was pretty straight forward myself," he said finally. "Oh well," with that, Quentin turned to walk out of the front door. "It's funny how life turns out," were his last words.

"He couldn't be talking about who I think his talking about…could he?" whispered Willow.