Disclaimer: Hmm...Would someone in their right mind actually think I own these characters? They're all Joss's work.
Chapter Four
"You rang?" Halfrek asked curiously as she teleported herself into the Magic Box, all of the mortals in the room watching in awe. "I have been called and vengeance shall I wreak!" she added for a more proper entrance.
"Cut the crap, Halfrek," Anya commanded from behind the cash register.
"Oh," Halfrek began as her excitement quickly dwindled to nothing. "It's you. What do you want? You got your wish already."
Kennedy frowned slightly. "But isn't it normally three wishes? You know, like in Aladdin?"
Halfrek groaned as she mentally slapped herself. "No, it is not three wishes! It's one, like in the real world with vengeance demons! Anyanka, please, what is it now?"
"I want you to undo it," Anya whispered softly.
"What?" Halfrek asked in horror as she teleported next to her friend. "Are you insane? This is a pretty good vengeance spell if I do say so myself."
Anya groaned before repeating her earlier words. "Please Halfrek, just undo the spell," she whispered. "Please," she begged.
"But isn't this what you wanted?" Halfrek asked curiously. "You wished it, didn't you?"
Anya nodded slightly. "Yes, I wished it. But look at what's it doing to everyone," she pointed out with emphatic gestures at the people around the two vengeance demons.
"Man, D'Hoffryn was right," Halfrek mumbled softly. "You really did let this Xander thing domesticate you."
"Please," Anya begged as she started to reach for her friend's pendant.
Halfrek shook her head as she teleported over behind Kennedy. "You don't get that, Anyanka dear. It's not a toy."
"Come on, Halfrek," Anya begged. "The other world has to be better for you too. More human people out there to make wishes for you."
"Do you have any idea how angry D'Hoffryn gets at vengeance demons who withdraw spells?" Halfrek asked in astonishment. "I swear, unless the person is someone he adores as much as you which is impossible, a vengeance demon cannot get away with it. He'll kill us for sure!"
"Halfrek, this isn't right!" Anya begged.
"It's not supposed to be right," Halfrek pointed out as she moved away from the mortals. "It's vengeance, plain an simple."
"Um," Willow began cautiously as she approached the younger vengeance demon. "If I may be so bold," she continued, "but I really think Anya has a point."
"You're just saying that because you want your friend back!" Halfrek snapped. "This is between me and her. And the answer is no."
"So why are we going back?" Kendra began as she, Spike, and Drusilla began walking towards the Magic Box.
"To kill people and get a lot of blood," Spike grumbled as he followed the former Slayer. "I call killing the Slayer!" he added a moment later.
"And what are we not going to do?" Kendra asked in her same general-esque voice.
Drusilla licked her lips happily. "We're not going to get to ride any ponies," she said with a small giggle as they drew closer to the shop.
"What?" Kendra asked in annoyance as she turned around abruptly.
"We're not going to leave until everyone's dead," Spike grumbled. "Don't know who made you the bleeding boss though," he mumbled.
"That would be the Master," Kendra shot out as she stopped walking and stood outside the shop window.
Spike groaned again. "Well, your Bossiness, how do you propose we get inside?" he asked curiously.
Kendra shrugged as she picked Spike up and tossed him through the window. "Like that," she said simply as she crawled in through the hole Spike had made. "Alright, we're going to kill you so don't try to kill us," she announced as Drusilla entered the shop, all three of them in full vampire face.