Our Trip To The Hellmouth

Chapter 3

Part IIIIIIIIII (hey I was never too good at Roman Numerals.) by

"Dark. It's definitely dark." Izzy stood by the side of Olney 9 theaters, watching her friends run off. Of course, SHE couldn't go to Seven Eleven. SHE had to wait for her father. SHE was incredibly, totally, and completely bored out of her mind.

"I hate this, I hate this, ihatethisihatethisihatethis... I need a new mantra." She finally decided to close her eyes, and picture herself being anywhere but here. "Books," She murmured. "I like books,"

Just as John was about to make his statement, a sixteen year old girl, 5'6", with VERY curly brown hair and eyes that were either hazel, brown, green, blue, gray (etc.) depending on who you asked and what mood she was in stepped out from the book stacks. The fact that most of the people in the room saw her eyes as green meant that she was incredibly confused. Either that, or they needed to get their eyes checked. Of course, THEY didn't know that...

"Hi." said the girl.

"Hey." Ben replied. Everyone else just stared.

Izzy decided that something needed to be done to break the ice.

"Books."

"You're very observant," Ben replied.

"I like books," said Izzy.

"Um, if you don't terribly mind my asking this," Giles finally spoke up, realizing that if this two person conversation were to continue, they would all be terribly confused. "Who are you?"

"Er, my name is Izzy and I'm a chocoholic." Izzy answered, nodding and looking moderately distressed.

"I'm sorry, WHAT?" Giles responded.

"Weeell, that would explain the fact that I'm having visions,"

"You're not."

"Oh good, I was getting worried there for a second." Izzy shook her head. "ANYway, who are you and what the HELL am I doing here?"

"We don't know." This was from Xander.

"Do I know you?" Izzy asked. Then she thought for a second. "You don't know who you are?"

"Uh, no, we don't know what you're doing here."

"Oh good. I'm not alone then."

"Is anyone else completely confused?" Xander pondered. (as well as Xander can actually ponder anything, which is still under debate. (don't kill me!) oops, double paren, back to the tale...)

"Now you know how I feel." Giles responded, taking a sip of tea. (anybody know where that came from? Or am I hallucinating?)

"As I was saying," John interrupted. "I think that-"

"You know, I still don't know who you guys are. Except him."

"Can I finish?" John shouted.

"No." Izzy answered.

"Perhaps it would help, if you told us how it seems to you that you got here." Giles intervened before a fight could break out.

"Well, I was at this movie-"

"YOU WENT TO SEE A MOVIE WITHOUT ME?" Ben shouted.

"They're related." Buffy nodded.

"Well, you're at college."

"No, I'm in a high school."

"Okay, not PHYSICALLY in college, but... you know what I mean."

"Yup."

"Anyway, I was waiting for my dad to come pick me up, and I was bored, and I wanted to read a book so I closed my eyes-"

"And clicked my heels together three times and said 'There's no place like Borders, there's no place like Borders."

There was a momentary silence.

"Yeah, Ben. That's exactly what I did." Izzy looked patronizingly at him. "just smile and nod," She muttered to Xander.

"That fits exactly with what I was about to say-" John broke in.

"Just smile and nod?" Buffy asked.

"Look, if you guys don't mind, I'D LIKE TO GET ON WITH IT!" John screamed.

Everyone was staring at him.

"Nobody's stopping you." Ben finally said.

"!"


Oliver's part...hey better late then never huh..sorry about the timing.

Part XI.

As Oliver drove his new Kawasaki zx-9r up to the library he asked himself one simple question.

" WHY IN THE HELL DID I JUST DRIVE FROM HOUSTON TO CALI!" He still didn't know why he did it. He just packed a few things and off he went. Oh sure his room mates asked where he was going but he just answered " Out for coffee."

"Nice high school...That's funny the lights are on in the library. I wonder if anyone is inside? Might as well go inside and see." Just as Oliver walked inside the school he heard as if some one was screaming. So with out thinking he ran to where the sound came from, the library. As he threw open the doors open he realized that something was not right here. Everyone was just stared at this 6 foot 1 inch Hispanic running in with a helmet.

And at which at that time Buffy got into her fighting stance.

"Hi. I heard someone screaming. " he said while panting from the sprint.

"OH great someone else just got teleported." Ben exclaimed.

"Who was teleported..." but before he could finish several people raised their hands.

"Ohhhhh. Kaaaayyy. See I just drove from Houston with out any reason why. Can someone please give me a little help here?" Oliver said.

"Lets start from what your name is." Giles asked

"That's a good place to start. Oliver Nieto.." Oliver said.

"As in Oliver Twi..." Xander wanted to say.

"..and the first person to call me Oliver Twist will get a taste of this helmet." Looking at Xander dead in the eyes.

"Never mind" Xander finished.

"Hi my name is Izzy and your in the Twilight Zone" Izzy said.

As Izzy said that a loud noise came from the outside in the hall.

To be continued...