Chapter 4 –Dreams.

Giles came to Willows as quick as he could. Xander opened the door.

"Willow, Buffy, Xander! Are you all alright?" Buffy and Willow were sitting on the sofa. Buffy slouching and Willow looking rather dazed. Buffy tried to push herself up with both arms, but she didn't have the energy to. She winced in pain as she moved her arm onto her lap.

"Buffy, your arm," he said leaning nearer, he felt around the bone, "It feels like its nearly broken. I'd say if you weren't a slayer that would have snapped right off. Who did this to you? Spike?"

"Willow," Giles' head turned towards Willow and shook it but Willow didn't even seem to notice, she seemed to be gone in another world somewhere. "Not that Willow, Vampire Willow. Remember her?"

"Ah yes! She's the Willow that wears all the leather!"

"Yes." Buffy began to tell the story of the demon, Spike, Vampire Willow, Drusilla, Vampire Xander and Darla. Soon however, they became very concerned with Willow behaviour.

"Willow! Willow!" Giles called. He clicked his fingers in front of her. Xander stepped in.

"Here let me try." He looked into Willows blank eyes. "Willow, wake up! Wake up!" Willow opened her eyes and looked around the room. She looked tired and drowsy.

"Hi guys, was someone calling me?" Her face was confused.

"Yeah it was me Willow." Xander answered, "Are you alright?"

"Yes I'm fine, tired is all," She yawned widely. "I'm going up to bed. You can stay here if you like." Willow dragged her feet up the stairs and up to her warm bed, where she fell asleep easily and let her dreams run all over her mind.

Downstairs, the door crashed open.

"Xander? Are you ok? I got here as soon as I could. But someone," Anya's eyes darted to Giles, and she sat opposite Xander on the crimson mat on the floor. "Didn't bother to ring my mobile, only left a message on my home answer phone. Even though I've given it to him a hundred times." Giles didn't bother to argue back. "Are you ok? You look ill."

"I feel ill." Xander smiled and Anya smiled at him happily, jutting her neck forward.

"Who did this much damage to you all?" Xander told her what happened but Anya didn't say much except.

"Two Xanders huh?"

Willow was flying through the dark night sky. Red electric bolts flying from her. There was a calming silence in the midnight air and moonlight shone on the ground. She saw a bench in a park, someone was sitting on it. She flew towards them. She recognised it was Oz and she went to sit down next to him. He didn't turn to look at her.

"Oz?" She grabbed his hand. Oz turned round. His face was cut open in several places. Blood was dripping onto his white shirt.

"You did this to me! You did this to me!" He shouted. Oz grew angry and his body changed. It was getting bigger and bigger, hair was growing everywhere, his teeth were growing sharp and his eyes were becoming fierce. He had turned into his werewolf form. Oz's voice came from within the beast. "You can't get away with this." He lunged himself at her. Pain was aching through her mind and a heartless laugh was heard in the distance.

"Come to my side my demon friend." Someone said and the werewolf jumped from the frightened Willow, only to sit at the side of her Vampire twin. Willow was twitched violently in her sleep.

Xander snuggled next to Anya. It felt good to have her near him again. He felt comfortable yet alive around her. Lying on the sofa together, Xander drifted into a daze. He was in a room. A dark, gloomy room. The walls were black and he could barely see. A name came to his mind.

"Anya?" He called out. "Anya?" His voice rang in the emptiness of the room. He felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

"Yes dear?" Xander turned round only to find Anya with a plate of cookies in her hand. Her clothes were those of an old country girl and she had a white and red checked apron on.

"We have to get out of her. This isn't right." He muttered to her.

"Why?" Anya answered confused. "I like it here! Its interesting and such a relief from all that light." A quiet snigger came from somewhere in the room and he began to search around for it.

"Where is it?" He asked.

"Where is what? Look I've made you a fresh bunch of cookies. I know how you like my home made cookies," Said Anya.

"Anya? What on earth's blazers are you talking about?" A muffled scream came from the girl behind him. "Anya?" Xander turned around.

"Look what I've got. "Vampire Xander was holding Anya tightly by the throat and mouth. "An ex-demon for a girlfriend eh? You might as well have been a vampire." He smiled with an evil smirk on his face. Xander's heart was beating fast, but he like he was paralysed to the spot.

"Matter of fact," His teeth bared. "I'll make the girl one." Xander watched his girlfriend being turned right in front of him. The blood gushing from her neck was a painful sight and he wanted to help her so badly. He felt strong pain as he was trying to move but something was stopping him. He watched as his Vampire twin dropped Anya's lifeless, cold body onto the floor. She dropped like she weighed nothing and a silent shudder ran down his back.

"You'll pay for this!" Xander managed to say through gritted teeth.

"Not before you have a lot more." On the sofa Anya could feel Xander shaking aggressively and he was covered in a cold sweat.

Giles was talking to Buffy about her next defence as they sat around the kitchen table. His voice began to bore her and she rested her head on the table, closed her eyes and dozed into a land of dreams.

"Mum, I'm home!" Buffy called. "Mum? Dawn?" She heard voices from the kitchen. Her sister and her mum were talking very fast while drinking something they obviously didn't like. She walked into the kitchen. "Mum? Why don't you answer me?" Dawn and Joyce Summers looked like they had seen a ghost. Their face turned pale and their eyes turned into pools of fear.

"Please don't hurt us! Please! Take me instead of my daughter! Please!" Joyce begged Buffy, getting down on her knees and asking her with tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mum? What are you on about?" Buffy asked, confused. Dawn stood up and had a wooden steak in her hand.

"You may have taken my sister," She yelled. "But you wont take anyone else!" She lunged at her but Buffy threw her off gently.

"Dawnie?"

"Don't call me that!" She said through her hair. "Your not her!" Buffy began to get scared and her gut was telling her this weren't right. "Your not her! She died!" Footsteps came from behind her and a group of vampire's came out from behind Buffy.

"Good work Buffy." Buffy turned to see Darla, Spike and Drusilla standing next to her.

"Nice work pet!" Spike smiled at her strangely.

"Now is it time to play." Drusilla twisted her head to look at her and Buffy found herself being forced to say,

"Yes, yes it is." Buffy watched as Darla and Drusilla ran for her mother and pushed her up onto the cupboard, as they strangled her till she went blue, then bit her either side of her neck. She just stood there. She felt something saying to her that she didn't want to move and she didn't. She watched as Dawn was easily taken by Spike out of the house. She knew in the back of her head that he would probably torture her in all kinds of dreadful ways, but her new self didn't want to care. Half of her was fighting for this, the other half was letting it happen. Her old self was eating away at her as the seconds went by and she tried to plunge in and help her mum, but found her self on the her kitchen floor. She felt someone prodding her, but there was no one near her. Someone was saying to her,

"Buffy, are you in there? Buffy?" But she didn't have the energy to reply and just lied on the floor relaxing and watching the show.