OF THEIR PAST
Disclaimer- Begins to sing and dance. "Not mine, never were, never will be. They belong to Joss and co., Joss and co., Joss and co.; though I wish they were mine." Get the picture?
Note- Just a quick update. If there is anything you need explained, please just ask I'm more than happy to answer any questions you may have.
Note2- For those of you who wanted more evil Xander here it is, Enjoy.
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Chapter 7
The three men stared at her. The blonde slayer was running a finger over her lips; lips that just half an hour were un-blemished. Now, however, a large scar across her trembling mouth. Giles stared at the scar in horror. "Oh dear lord."
Wesley rushed to her side, kneeling in front of her. Buffy lowered her head. Using his hand he gently made her look at him. With his index finger he traced the scar; Buffy trembled. "Does it hurt?" He asked. Buffy shook her head. She gripped his arms, her eyes wide. "But she's angry, oh god Wesley, she's so angry."
Wesley stood, his eyes steely with determination. "Set up the ritual." He ordered. "But-" Daniel was interrupted. "We do the ritual as soon as Willow and Xander return." Wesley strode over to the table and started gathering the supplies.
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Willow and Xander held hands as they walked through the cemetery. They pushed their way through bushes until they came to the spot they were looking for. It was a small wooden cross with a plaque nailed on it. It read:
Jesse Williams
1980-1997
He will forever be remembered as our friend, the
musketeers won't be the same without him.
Willow kneeled in front of the sign and ran her fingers over it. "Hi Jesse. Long time no see."
Xander crouched down next to her. "You've missed a lot man."
Willow nodded in agreement. "So much, gonna have to catch you up soon. But not today."
Xander shook his head. "No not now, not enough time; to much to tell."
They sat there for a while, not noticing the movement of time. Sighing Willow looked at her watch. "We better go, they're probably waiting on us to do the spell."
Xander held out his hand, helping Willow to her feet. With one last goodbye they walked out into the main part of the cemetery. They were walking amongst the headstones when Xander stiffened. He turned to Willow. "You hear that?"
Willow frowned. "Yeah." Xander raised his nose into the air, taking in deep breaths. His eyes glowed and he grinned manically. He pointed off to the side of the cemetery. "It's over there."
Together they blended into the shadows, silently stalking their prey.
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A young blonde woman quickly walked through the cemetery, looking around her and jumping at the slightest noise. Her stupid car had to pick now to break down on her; so she was left no choice but to walk through the cemetery to get home. A loud crack, like someone stepping on a branch echoed through the night. She spun around. "Who- who's there?"
She studied the darkness, trying to make out the shapes that filled the dark. She exhaled, there was nothing there, it was just her overactive imagination. She laughed at herself and turned, shrieking as she saw a woman in her path. The redheaded woman smiled at her. "Are you lost?"
The blonde shook her head. "No my car broke down, where did you come from?"
The redhead laughed and took a few steps forward. "Oh you know, here and there."
A shiver ran down the blonde's spine. The redhead stopped in front of her and ran a hand down her face and onto her neck. "Pretty." She murmured before smiling brightly. "Do you want to be my Kitty?"
The blonde took a step back, running into a solid chest. She looked up and screamed. Strong hands gripped her shoulder's as a cold nose ran up her neck. "I like her Wills."
Willow skipped forward. "I know, isn't she pretty? I bet she tastes good too." She giggled and gnashed her teeth at them.
"I'm sure she does Will. Why don't we find out?" The blonde screamed as two sets of teeth pierced her neck, allowing her blood to flow freely.
