"Revelations, Repercussions and Robots Oh My!" by Shadow Master aka Ryley Breen

email: rybreen@theberries.ns.ca

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Undisclosed Location, Seven's Office, 1:25a.m

The man known only as Seven sat and watched as the action on the screen continued at a fairly rapid pace. He had been watching since the first news stations had begun transmitting footage to their various views of the invasion being committed by the hell goddess Glorificus. He of course was not relying on those moronic TV camera-men to get him the footage he wanted, he had dispatched one of his underlings to the scene to get the kind of coverage he required. He had been pleased that Glory had done what he had predicted and made a play for the dragonballs being held in the Brief home. It would help him achieve his goals so much quicker than if he had been forced to produce an acceptable diversion himself and certainly less costly given the limited resources he had to work with at the moment. Back when he had originally devised this plan he had planned to requisition more materials and devices but the Watcher's council had responded to his actions quicker than he had previously anticipated. Still he could work with what he had managed to get and so long as there was no drastic deviations from the plan he saw no reason why it shouldn't succed completely. The implements for the first phase were in place at the lair of their target and only awaited his order to begin the operation as outlined during their briefing.

However I cannot afford to rush things along. , Seven thought as he continued to observe his overall targets fighting Glory on the view screen, For the moment the targets must be completely in the dark as to my presence and intentions or else matters could become considerably more complicated.

Not that he wasn't capable of dealing with it if the situation did get out of hand but like all professionals he preferred it when operations of this magnitude went according to plan. It confirmed his opinion of his intelligence and let those who would oppose his vision know that he was a force to be reckoned with in such matters. It also showed those that had supported him in the current mission that their faith in him had been well founded and act as an incentive to continue to obey him. That was what he wanted more than anything else, their willingness to obey his orders without question and without any hesitation whatsoever. Anything less would give them time to think about what they were doing and perhaps develop some sympathy for their prey. Such sympathy might cause them to question their goal or even defect to the other side and that was something he would not tolerate. He would not allow anything or anyone to prevent him from destroying the greatest threat this world had seen since the dark ages. It was not only the Saiyans power that made them dangerous but also the fact that the people of the world were becoming oblivious to the threat they represented. No matter what they might say to the contrary the Saiyans were ruthless warriors who took pleasure in the destruction of others regardless of how innocent they were or how defenseless. It was their nature and a living being could only go against their nature for so long before it overcame them and took complete control. How long would it be before the Saiyans reverted to their true natures? How long before they decided to conquer this world and make it into Neo-Vegita?

I will *not* see this world twisted into such a monsterous form! , Seven thought feverantly, I will destroy all saiyans as well as any bastard children they may have spawned!

Of course none of the emotions that he was feeling at the moment reached his face or any other facet of noticable body language. He was very good at that, keeping his true thoughts and feelings hidden from the rest of the world, and it had helped him intimidate or manipulate more than a few adversaries. It was like dark cave, only the surface was visible with the interior shrouded in darkness with no hint as to what it contained or what horrors lay within. It made it virtually impossible for anyone to deduce anything of value about him when they chanced to meet which led to valuable mistakes being made that he could exploite completely. It had been this ability that had allowed him to make preparations for this mission right under counicl member One's nose. The man had been revered among the inner circle as the best among them because he had been around the longest, had seen and experienced more than anyone else present. Well he had certainly shown them, shown that he had more cunning and intelligence than the lot of them put together and once the Saiyans had been dealt with he would turn to deal with them.

Placing his attention back on the screen before him he noticed that over half of the stone warriors that Glorificus had brought with her had been destroyed. It wouldn't be long before the oppourtunity he had been waiting for would present itself and he would have to time his actions precisely in order for it to appear the way he wanted it to in the minds of his adversaries. If he initiated this phase of his overall plan at the wrong moment there was a distinct chance that the Saiyans would pick up on it. That would complicate matters significantly and might force him to accelerate his agenda in order to prevent the rest of it from falling apart. Reaching over he picked up a small turtle-like stone from his desk and held it out in front of him before he began to chant in an ancient language. With each word he spoke the stone began to glow brighter and brighter until finally all the light seemed to gather in the center and shoot straight up before unfolding like a fan to the sides. Once the energy being used solidified three faces took form which he recognised all to well and they looked somewhat impatient.

"Well?! Is it time *yet*?!" the first, male, said with impatience clear in his face as well as his voice.

"Almost. The battle is reaching its conclusion and it will soon be time to act." , Seven said ignoring the impatient one's glare, "I trust you have remained undetected by your target?"

"The slob is completely in the dark boss." , replied the second, a female, who seemed a bit more respectful of his position, "He won't know what hit him."

"Good. Understand that I don't want anything left by the time you are done." , Seven stated with the required seriousness that brook no disobedience, "There must be nothing left that others could salvage or make use of when they arrive on the scene. NOTHING. Do you understand?"

"Trust me, even bacteria won't survive what we have planned for this place." stated the last of the three, a male, whose confidence seemed to personify him.

"Excellent." Seven said as he placed the talismen off to the side while allowing the spell to dissipate.

Soon the future of the world will be back in the hands of those most deserving. , Seven said as he placed a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, Humans.

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Two Blocks South of Capsule Corps, 1:30a.m

This is getting ridiculous! Buffy thought to herself as another powerful punch succeeded in shattering her opponant.

It had been an hour and a half since she had first engaged the stone-thingys that Glory had fighting for her and there was still over twenty that needed to be destroyed. It had helped when Krillin and Android 18 had showed up to provide back-up but the problem wasn't really firepower. These things were easy enough to smash apart, it was keeping them that way that was causing all of them so much frustration. These stony soldiers just kept pulling themselves back together and if that wasn't bad enough bits and pieces of the destroyed ones were just fusing themselves onto the ones that were still standing. It was infuriating and not at all the kind of fight that she preferred to be involved in when there were much more appealing targets to start tearing into. She had spotted Glory almost the moment she took to the air but everytime that she tried to get closer she would either get tagged by an energy blast from a group of stone warriors or fly right into some energy field that was protecting surrounding the hell goddess. So in lieu of taking out her frustration on the true source of her anger she had to settle for these blank faced nobodies.

Needless to say they were a poor substitute and what really killed her was that she was not fighting at her peak power level, something that she had the increasing urge to do everytime that blonde bimbo laughed. As long as there were still civilians in the buildings on either side of the street none of those among them who could fire energy blasts were willing to risk powering up to maximum. Looking up she could see the anger slowly rising in Vegita and she could tell that he was taking this 'holding back' about as well as she was but apparently fear of his wife reading him the riot act was keeping him in check. That and the fact that he would no doubt be unable to explain to his son Trunks why he wound up killing innocent people in a way that would not make him look like a monster.

Nice to see that Vegita has a soft spot somewhere underneath that chip on his shoulder. Buffy thought as she dodged an attack from her left.

Just then she sensed a power signature approaching her from behind and began to turn around hoping that Glory hadn't called upong some other demon to help her at the last minute. Whipping around with a special beam cannon ready for the thing sneaking up behind her she was surprised when the source of the energy reading turned out to be Dawn. Angry that her sister had disobeyed her orders to stay at the Capsule Corps building Buffy fired the beam cannon at a cluster of stone warriors directly to the left of the injured Dawn.

"Dawn what are you doing here!? I told you to stay back at the Capsule Corps building!" , Buffy almost yelled with her tone clearly of dislike, "You're in no condition to fight with that shoulder wound!"

This caused a bit of anger and frustration to emerge from the younger Summers girl and she vented it by opening her mouth and letting loose a blast of moderate proportions. She did this both because most other specific techniques that she knew about required both arms and because she knew that this particular technique grossed Buffy out a lot. True it wasn't exactly pleasant for her either since it left her mouth and throat bone dry but she was willing to deal with some desert mouth in this case.

"Jeez, I'm just here to deliver a message from Willow!" , Dawn said with annoyance, "She said that she and Tara have finished clearing out the norms out of the building so feel free to cut loose."

"Fine I got the message. Now get back there and stay inside with Bulma until this is over!" Buffy said as she all but turned her sister around and shoved her in the direction of Capsule Corps.

"Hey! It's not like I'm entirely helpless here Buffy!" , Dawn said as she stood her ground against her sister while dodging attacks from Glory's troops, "Hell! According to Goku I've got more power than *you* do!"

"Yeah power that you can't get to and that we can't afford to allow Glory to pick up on!" , Buffy retorted as she began to power up while sending out energy waves to give her and Dawn a bit of room to move, "Besides in case you haven't been keeping track of everything it's the two dragonballs back at Capsule Corps that we have to protect and I think we'd all like someone with some 'oomph' guarding them in person!"

It was with that argument that Dawn realised that as usual her sister was right and she was making things worse for the home team and better for Glory by staying here. Still that didn't mean she had to like being left out of the action so with one final parting shot at Glorificus' forces Dawn shot into the sky before angling off towards the Capsule Corps building. Sighing with relief that Dawn was finally out of harms way Buffy decided it was finally time to let that hell-bitch responsible for this mess know who and what it was she was up against. Mentally pulling off the roof on her powers the eldest Slayer began to push her power level up higher and higher, using her feelings of hatred towards Glory and her with to protect her friends to guide her efforts. Piccolo had mentioned during their training that anger was a useful motivator when a warrior wanted to kick their power level to max in a hurry but made it clear that too much anger was dangerous. It clouded the mind and could potentially stunt the growth of ones power, prevent that person from reaching their true potential, and that could prove disasterous in a fight. Still she was getting the desired results if the cracks forming around her in the concrete street were any hint. With one final surge of power she finally reached her maximum power level and was ready to lay waste to these pebble-brained granite heads. Taking off into the air she flew backwards with her face skyward until she reached the head of Glory's stone army and then killed the momentum on her upper body and head to allow her lower body and legs to swing into position. Coming to a perfect landing she planted her feet on the ground and braced herself as best she could for what was about to happen. Bringing her right arm up she made it as stiff and straight as she could while taking her left arm and using it to further reinforce her right arm thus making it as solid and immovable as possible. Then it was time for her to pull off a move that she had only heard about from Trunks but according to the half-Saiyan it was one of Piccolo's best attacks. Bringing up the palm of her right hand she positioned it so that it faced Glory and her troops Buffy began to gather energy in massive proportions. It was a difficult technique which she was beginning to think was to difficult for her to pull off and time was beginning to run out as the stone warriors of the hell-goddess Glorificus were getting closer every second. However that same determination and stubborness that seemed to be cropping up with more and more frequency lately kept her in place. The seconds seemed to tick by like hours and the golems seemed to be getting close much too quickly for her liking while her technique preparations continued to proceed at a snails pace. Eventually though she could feel that the energy she had gathered in her palm was as high as it was going to get and that it was time to release it.

With a sinister grin she took one final moment to make sure she was ready and then yelled "BA-KU-RI-KIMA-HAAAAA!!!"

With that a blast almost as bright as the sun launched from her hand and shot away from her palm like a massive river of power. The energy tore through the golems as though they were little more than sand sculptures and reducing them to less than dust in the blink of an eye without being interrupted on its path. It continued on, vaporizing on group of stone warriors after another, and for awhile looked like it would never stop until it hit something of superior strength. Which is exactly how she had planned it as before it could go too far and tear up some of the still populated buildings in other sections of the city it slammed into the protective energy surrounding Glory. Dispite what others might think she did occasionally plan things out, not everything she did was done by the seat of her pants, and this was definitely one of those times she planned ahead. She knew that Glory's sheild would have to be pretty powerful if she were attacking the home of the *second* most powerful Saiyan in existance. That was convenient for her since it meant that she could let loose a powerful blast to atomize the remaining golems without worrying about killing innocent people. Plus it gave Glorificus a good wake up call to tell her that any plans she may have had for an easy and entertaining B & E just went up in a puff of smoke. Cutting off the flow of energy to her palm the blast quickly dissipated into nothing leaving little but a cloud of dirt and debris settling to the ground to be concerned about. Eventually everything cleared and Buffy was able to see first hand just how well her idea had turned out and how much gloating potential it had for her to use against Vegita.

"Man! I *ROCK*!" Buffy said with cocky smile and pride swelling in her voice.

Ahead of her all that was left of the stone army that Glory had amassed were a few scattered piles of sand and some small charred bits of armor. Everything else connected to those once monsterious minions were completely gone as well as a fair chunk of a few close by buildings that had caught some of the offshoots of the blast. She wasn't worried though since she was sure that any competant landlord or business owner would have had the sense to have a helluva lot of insurance when living near to Vegita. What was even more pleasing was the fact that her blast seemed to have knocked the protective energy field around Glory out of whack because it was becoming unstable in various places and disappearing entirely in others. Looking up to see what the others thought her smile quickly got bigger as almost everyone's jaws were hanging, even Vegita's. Turning back to the hell goddess Buffy's attention became completely focused as Glory stood up on her platform and jumped to the crack covered ground.

"Do you have *ANY* idea how hard it was to creat those fifty golem warriors!?" Glory exclaimed with a combination of annoyance and anger.

"Probably more time than it took for me to blow them apart." , Buffy retorted in a tone that made it clear she had found the golems to be weaklings, "Guess when it comes to shopping everything you buy is cheap."

"Tell me abou-- HEY! I'll have you know this is a Versaci original!" Glory exclaimed as she caught Buffy's subtle jibe about the goddess' fashion sense.

This only caused Buffy's smile to stretch across her face even more as she took pleasure in her enemies frustration and at her own rapier like wit. Before Piccolo had trained her she had just used wise-cracks to keep the reality and fear of failure at bay when she fought the demons and vampires. Now though it heightened her enjoyment of the moment to be winning a fight both physically and verbally over someone who had been such a thorn in her side since she first appeared. She was still a bit concerned that she did not have the power necessary to win in a contest of brute strength but she was certain that if Glory proved to be too much for her that the others would step in to help out.

"Oh I'm sure it's an orignal, a Betty Rubble original." Buffy stated as she inwardly took pleasure at the rage that was growing on the hell goddesses face.

This is going to be fun! Buffy thought to herself as she began to plan out her next verbal jab.

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An Undisclosed Location, 1:45a.m

It's time. Seven thought as he reached over to get the glowing green talisman.

He had been watching the battle and was now certain that a direct conflict between the Beast and Ms. Summers was mere moments away. That was why he had to make sure that the agents that were on the other end of this mystical communications device were in position and ready to attack. The timing was crucial, they could not afford to be more than a half a second off in their action or else his carefully laid plan would have to take a forced detour. That would be manageable but it would take longer and that meant more time for those fools back at the Watcher's Council to make up their minds as to whether or not to take action. He was certain that by now they were well aware of where he was but not what he intended to do, not that they ever would be able to guess at the sheer scope of his plans. Oh they knew that he had stolen six units from a storage facility in Great Britain and probably thought that he planned to through them against the Saiyans when the timing was right. That was at least partially true, he did intend to use the units against the Saiyans but not right away. There were still a few pieces of the puzzle that he needed to aquire, some manipulations that had not yet taken place that would secure for him his ultimate end goal. For now he would settle for dealing with the Council's hypocritical demon Slayers and then he would move on to the true source of his hatred.

As soon as he picked up the talisman that was glowing green in his hand it began to cycle through the start-up procedures, changing from it's "sleeper" mode to its "active" mode. In truth the talisman just needed his will to become active, the words and incantations were just to give it direction and a destination. Once he held it in front of him the almost holographic image of his agents finally appeared and solidified with two eager to serve while the other was impatient as usual. Still the impatient one would serve, he had no choice as Seven had managed to avoid the mistake that Dr. Gero had made in his creations. That was the one thing he took pride in, his ability to plan for just about any contingency and wind up using it to his advantage.

"It is time, prepare to begin your bombardment on my signal." Seven said without taking his eyes off the TV screen showing Buffy and Glory.

"It's about time!" the impatient male said as he fell into line with the others and raised his arms out in front of him.

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Two Blocks South of Capsule Corps, 1:42a.m

Time to wrap this up. Buffy thought to herself as she reigned in some of her pleasure at verbally poking Glory with a very pointy stick.

She had spent the last four minutes verbally abusing Glorificus and could tell that the skank was about two steps away from losing her cool completely. With this last verbal jab she would stop talking with her mouth and let her fists do all the talking for her as she planned to pound that tramp into the ground. Well..... Maybe not into the ground but she would definitely get her share of cuts and bruises that hopefully would take at least a week to heal.

"So Glory, you ready to get started or do I have to wait for that spaz filled brain to figure out how?" Buffy asked with a voice that spoke pure contempt for the hell-goddess.

That did it! Buffy thought with satisfaction as she could see a collection of energy beginning to form around Glory's right hand.

Rising into the air she decided it would be better if she were aireborne since in all the time she had been fighting Glorificus she had never seemed capable of going airborne. That would be her advantage, Glory would be restrict to the ground whereas she could stay up in the sky and pound that stuck-up demonness with energy blasts. Eventually she drew herself to a stop at about the same height as the tallest building in the area came to an end and decided to wait here for the blast to come. She would let Glorificus get the first shot and then she would retaliate and show her nemisis what a real energy blast was like several times over in quick succession. Then once she had all but drained herself of energy she would let the others have their fun for a bit before she delivered the final shot that would end Glory's threat for good. She knew it seemed a bit wrong to treat this as if it were all some sort of game but she couldn't help herself, the entire battle and the emotions it induced seemed to change halfway through into something different. She had actually felt excited at the destruction she was creating and had experienced a strange urge to forget the stone warriors and go straight for Glory. However she had pushed such feelings and thoughts to the side and allowed her duties and responsibilities as a Slayey guide her actions. What this meant was that the safety of the innocent civilians, the dragonballs and more importantly those back at the Brief residence who didn't possess abilities with which to defend themselves. Now though with the civilians out of the way and the dragonballs being safely protected by Dawn and all the civilians being safely escorted away by Dawn and Tara there was nothing to do except stop Glory once and for all. With that knowledge the feelings of aggression and the need to test herself against the supposed hell goddess had returned and she decided to indulge herself this once.

After all it's not like I'm totally defenseless! She thought to herself as she waited for the blast to come her way.

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Undisclosed location, Same Time

"Wait......Wait........." Seven said to the talisman in front of him as he watched the events play out on the screen.

It was a tense moment that he had to endure and it was barely percievable that the units were tense as well as they waited for his command to fire. However they would wait because he required that they wait and they could not go against his commands no matter what they may want to do. However their thoughts and needs were all secondary in his mind at the moment as he watched the energy in the Beast's hand continue to grow both in size an brightness. This was the first hurdle in his plans to finally obliterate the Slayer line and the Saiyans who posed such a significant threat to his world. Once he got past this he could finally proceed to the more interesting and most likely more satisfying portions of his grand plan. Still he musn't get ahead of himself until the deed was done and it was only moments away when he would give the units the order to fire. Thus he waited, silently and patiently watching the hell-goddess Glorificus prepare her energy attack for use against the 'eldest' Slayer. Then, just as he was about to curse Glory for taking so long, it happened and he knew he had to give the order now.

"FIRE! NOW!" he ordered into the talisman as the red energy blast flew from Glory's hand towards Buffy Summers lighting up the sky as it went like a bright red sun.

However the glow of the blast from the TV screen was nothing compared to the light from the blast coming from the talisman.

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Kjolen Mountains, Norway, Same Time

At that precise moment just as the sun was beginning to set in Norway a massive burst of light filled the sky making it seem almost like day again. Immediately following the blinding light the ground began to tremble and the tremors increased in maginitude with every passing moment until most citizens believed that they had a full fledged earthquake on their hands. Some of the more educated among them found this hard to believe as they knew full well that the boarders of the Eurasian plate was many kilometers to the south or to the west of them. Therefore it was technically impossibe for them to be experiencing an earthquake this far from its most likely focal points. Nevertheless the ground did shake violently and while many people had the sense to stay in doorways the rest of the populace were experiencing massive panic.

Then just as quickly as it began it ended and the both the fantastic light as well as the quaking in the ground disappeared. All appeared to be exactly as it had been mere moments ago and many were left wondering what had happened to bring about such an unnatural event. In the days ahead investigation teams would be sent into the Kjolen mountains, which was ascertained to be ground zero, to determine the cause. What they would find was a massive crater that took up almost an entire quarter of the mountain range and was deep enough to look like a dried up lake. That impressed a great many since there was nothing left of the mountains which had previously occupied this area and were among he largest in the world. Most would write it off as a terrorist group transporting a stolen nuke through the area with one of the said terrorists screwing up and setting it off by accident. None of the professionals though believed that because when they made a sweep with geiger-counters and the like there was barely any anomolous radiation in the area. At the ground zero of a nuke blast the entire area should be showing unusually high levels of radiation that would linger for weeks before dispersing.

Only a select few had any idea what really happened that evening and they would not be coming foreward to tell anyone because no one would believe that three artificial beings of incredible power were responsible for such destruction.

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Capsule Corps, Same Time

Pain.

It is something that we all have had to deal with at one point or another whether in be mental, emotional or physical in nature. This sensation comes in many forms and can be inflicted in a multitude of different ways that are as great in number as there are nations in the world. They vary in intensity from the blinding pain of torture to the mild discomfort experienced by a person who has given themselves a paper cut. Whatever the case may be for each individual they are allowed some solace in the fact that in all but the most tragic of cases Fate spreads out these moments of pain over the course of an entire lifetime. This makes life just a little more bearable and allows for bits of happiness and pleasure to seep in between the scattered moments of pain. These moments of pain occur at set moments within a person's life as ordained by Fate and in most cases the plans of Fate cannot be altered by mortal man.

This case however is different.

Buffy Summers had seen the blast coming from Glory well in advance and had percieved no difficulty in dodging the blast since she had been forced to deal with much worse training with Piccolo. However just as she was about to move to the side to dodge the blast her perceptions took a massive turn for the worse. Almost as if she could sense the clicking of the gears of Fate she could sense the change occuring but it was happening to fast for her to do anything but wait for it to happen. In the space of half a second Buffy's state went from eager anticipation at the conflict to come to agony unparalelled in the annals of recorded history. It was as if those multitude pain filled moments that had been spaced out by Fate had suddenly been scrunched up into one massive clump that hit her with a vengence. All conscious thought and emotion left her as her entire body, her entire mind and soul, were consumed by the pain leaving only it to exist. This horrendous pain was only compounded as mere moments later the blast that Glory had sent her way made contact with her, assaulting her with more pain and sending her flying away through the air. The only good thing about this entire event was that her energy field had been momentarily strengthened by the pain, this was most likely the only reason why she survived when she crashed into the ground just past the Capsule Corps building. She however was unaware of all this as her mind had long since ceased registering anything but the pain she was experiencing.

The eldest Slayer was not the only one who was enduring this torture for at the exact moment that it had assaulted her it attacked two others. One was Faith who had just reached the outskirts of Future city when it happened and who fared little better than her Slayer sister. She too was overwhelmed by the pain and it was only through the presence of Goku that she was caught before the loss of her ability to fly caused her to crash into a construction site. The other was Dawn who much like her sister was experiencing some conflict of her own as while Buffy was dealing with Glory she was dealing with the hell goddess' underlings. While appearing weak they actually were quite skilled in the ways of sorcery and were causing the youngest Summers some trouble in her mission to protect both her friends and the dragonballs. However all thoughts of such things left her as her being faced an onslaught of pain that almost immediately sent her crumpling to the ground. For her this was perhaps the worst, she was young and unlike the Slayers who had been trained to endure pain she was just a fifteen year old teenage girl. Only recently had she been shown the kind of pain that combat could bring about and even that was minimized thanks to the protection of her sister and her friends. Here though she had no such protection and was left to herself to deal with the pain that she was now forced to experience in all its horror. There was nothing she could do as the minions of Glory took advantage of her situation to grab the two dragonballs she had been protecting and before the others in the room could react they left in a flash of light associated with a teleport spell.

None of the Z-fighters or members of the Scooby gang could figure out what had happened or why their friends were in such terrible agony. All they could do was examine the three for wounds only to be further dumbfounded as there were none to be found or at least none to explain what they were viewing before them. The only telling change was found on Buffy Summers who was curled up in a fetal ball in the small trench her crash landing had created and that was only more puzzling. The small patch of dark black hair that had been carefully hidden beneath her blonde hair was not small anymore as in the space of a few moments, from the moment of the initial onslaught to the present, it had spread until a little over a third of her hair had been changed. What could this mean? What had happened here just now? These were the questions that flitting through the minds the collected warriors of good but no answers arose from this query. All that was present was the silence as Buffy shook with convulsions of pain and the two others afflicted mirror this act. All that could be said for certain was that everyone had a bad feeling about this and that matters were definitely worse no, worse for them and for the world.

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