Title: Demons from the past
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:Not smart enough, or enough money so it ain't mine. DAMN YOU WHEDON!
Summary: My first real sequel, all others have been fakes, kind of an AU of S7 so a bit more original than most.
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A week ago Willow would have thrown up at the sight of something like this. Course that's what she did a week ago. It was the third demon bar they found like this.
The whole group walked through the destroyed place with a sort of sickening numbness. There were demons everywhere, and she meant everywhere, on the floor, on the bar, on the walls, on the ceiling, in the drinks. The biggest piece left was half a carcass missing its head and arms.
It was the same as the others. The doors though flimsy had been locked and for some reason unbreakable, though not through a lack of trying, they were covered in all different kinds of claw marks. And down the middle of the bar there was a untouched path which led from the door to the middle of the room, from there the carnage radiated.
They all knew who was doing this, but only she knew why he was doing this.
They hadn't seen him in five days. She knew why he had gone on a rampage. After Willow arrived there had been a bulge in Demon activity. Buffy assured them she was fine and that she could handle it. They believed her since there was still no sign the danger had been focused on them yet. But when the slayer had come home with a black eye and gut wound, they all decided to patrol. They didn't notice that the shadowed figure in the corner had disappeared until after they bandaged Buffy. On the second day of his disappearance they decided to check with Willie to see if he had any information on where their wayward boogyman was.
When they got there Willow puked, Xander was close to doing so, Buffy was shocked, and Anya just looked on in appreciation.
Willow still got a little unnerved around the vengeance demon. Though she thought it odd that she never had seen Anya get called away to business, she didn't think D'hoffryn was one to be put on hold but hadn't heard anything about it.
They found Willie in the back frantically packing up what wasn't destroyed. From what they could get out of his hysterical ramblings some guy came in here and slaughtered everything in there. Said something about sending a message. Willow automatically new it was him.
She guessed it was the image of Buffy bleeding that set him off, at least that's what she hoped set him off. Willow still held the belief that somewhere deep inside, the Spike they knew was lying asleep, buried under all that pain.
When Xander turned a normal shade of green and asked Buffy what could do this, she just said something big and powerful demon or a pregnant lady with a major mood swing. Willow had an odd feeling that the slayer had a suspicion who it was but kept it to herself.
They all returned home to a very inquisitive Dawn, who chose to stay behind to work on some history homework. Xander had made the comment that they could find anything but brains on the drywall. This sent Willow a recall image and then sent her to the bathroom. She got herself under control and went downstairs with a suggestion. There was a spell that could help locate him. After performing the spell, and burning the rug they went to the address on the map where he might be.
It turned out to be another demon bar. It seemed to have closed a few minutes ago, mainly because all of the alcohol the customers drank was now all over the place, along with the customers. They all were shocked but managed to keep the food they had eaten on the inside, well except for Dawnie who demanded that she come along. When Willow was done patting Dawns back she heard Xander ask the million dollar question
"He did this didn't he?"
He got the answer he expected and then went into a huge rant listing the reasons why they shouldn't let him in the house or the magic box. The main point of his argument was the fact there was nothing stopping the shadowed figure from flipping out and putting them in a blender. Dawn brought up the good point that if the demon was ever to slaughter anyone it would most likely be Xander.
It was funny because he seemed shocked that everyone agreed. Buffy had had enough and decided that they do the nightly patrol.
That was another thing that dropped dramatically, the encounters were localized down to fledglings, and even those were scarce. Willow could tell this was pissing Buffy off.
The slayer's life and family were threatened, and someone else was taking care of it.
They did the spell again, though this time they did it on the sidewalk outside to avoid nasty rug burns. Anya had some work to do at the Magic shop, while Dawn declined going saying something about just eating and didn't want to taste it a second time. They had just arrived and from the looks of things they had just missed him. The blood hadn't stopped flowing.
"This guy doesn't get tired does he?"
Willow had the feeling the question was directed at her. The redhead knew Buffy suspected she knew more than what she was telling. Luckily the slayer had yet to confront her on it. Xander stumblied after tripping on a severed head.
"My thinking that this guy shouldn't be let near us is looking better and better."
Willow just sighed.
"Xander."
"No he's right."
Buffy's voice determination caught them off guard.
"I'm right? Well of course I'm right."
Willow ignored him.
"Buffy..."
"Listen Will, we know next to nothing, no, scratch that, we know nothing about who or what this guy is,"
Her voice was rising, this had been building since Willow came back.
"And now we find Bars filled with demon sushi. I'm not feeling like the trusting type. Now unless you give me something, tell me something about this guy I'm not going to let him within fifty feet of the house or Dawn."
Willow was torn beyond belief. She had sworn not to tell anyone, but what could she do, they needed him as a part of the fight. She couldn't do that without telling her friend. The witch opened her mouth to say something when there was a spray of blood on everyone's face.
Buffy was instantly in fighting position between the Scoobies and the danger. They had been so engrossed in their little fight that they hadn't noticed a slightly injured demon sneaking up on them.
Said demon now had an axe buried in it's skull. The demon stood there for a second before falling on it's knees then to it's side. The person they had been searching for now three days casually walked up, braced his foot against the twitching demons skull and ripped the axe out. The hooded figure's head turned to them,
"Missed one."
Without saying anything else he exited through the clawed doors. Willow could feel Buffy's anger taking hold. The slayer took off after the strolling figure, with Willow and Xander struggling to keep up.
"Hey, mister slice and dice, mind telling me what the hell that was back there!"
He didn't stop walking.
"I was sending a message."
The slayer got in front of him and stopped so he couldn't move past.
"What that you were to intense for playing the leading role in American Psycho!"
Willow could feel the anger start to radiate off him and heard it in his voice.
"Listen slayer, soon there will be demons beyond powerful running all around here, and not you, your little gang or I will be able to fight them all. The demons already here are small pickings and cannot distract us. So I did what was necessary."
Willow and Xander were five feet away and even they felt intimidated. But to her credit the smaller slayer didn't even flinch.
"Then you need to tell me, and I will decide whether it's worth the time. There can only be one leader around here giving out the orders, and I'm it."
Though Willow knew Buffy couldn't see his eyes she could tell they were trying to stare each other down. The silence was broken with a deep laughter.
"You win slayer."
Willow froze a moment. She didn't notice it before, but the whispering voices behind his had begun to meld together. Becoming more and more like the voice he once had. The witches eyes searched Buffy's face as the Demon moved passed the slayer. There was a faint recognition, but she could tell the moment her friend shrugged it off. Xanders voice interrupted her internal rant.
"Alright that was weird."
Willow smirked.
"Just your run of the mill power struggle. Guess that's a big no on your kicking him out?"
Xander gave her a sidelong glance.
"I still don't trust him. But trust isn't a big right now, we need him, that's all."
Willow grimaced, but nodded. They noticed that all of them had been walking toward the magic shop. Catching up to the two up ahead walking silently they entered.
"I can't do it anymore!"
They all stopped dead in there tracks. Anya was arguing with what looked like a very pissed off D'Hoffryn.
"Anyanka you have chosen a path, bonded yourself with the will of vengeance, if you refuse you will suffer!"
Buffy was the first to interject.
"Anya what's going on!"
Anya quickly went to the Slayer.
"Buffy..."
The blue horned demon interrupted
"It seems your friend has had a change of heart. Unfortunately that was not in the agreement."
Willow saw Xanders face brighten and sink.
"What do you mean."
This time Anya answered this time.
"I can't do it anymore, it's very upsetting. I've tried to tell him that but..."
The vengeance demon was getting worked up. Buffy could stand seeing her friend in that kind of distress. They had become closer friends over the past month and it showed.
"It's alright Anya
Getting that look of determination on her face again she turned to the horned smurf.
"She quits, she can't do it anymore, she's done."
Her confidence was rolling off her but D'hoffryn just looked at her as if she were just a bug.
"It is not your decision, she chose the life of vengeance, and there is nothing you can do about it."
Buffy was still arguing with D'hoffryn and Xander was joining in when Willow saw Anya's eyes turn to the figure leaning against the wall. She also noticed the figure was staring at the vengeance demon. A whole conversation passed between them. In the end he nodded and stepped forward. The Smurf was loosing his patience when the demon in black stepped up. Anya pulled a very confused Xander and Buffy away from the two. Very calmly he spoke.
"She's done, you will let her go."
They all saw the fire light in D'Hoffryns eyes.
"How dare you demon presume to tell me, master of the vengeance demons, what to do. I swear you will feel pain like none oth..."
His speech was cut off.
So was his head.
As the body crumpled to the floor the demon holding the dripping axe turned and walked out the door. As he passed Anya he spoke
"We're even."
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A/N: I'm a lean mean writing machine! (Okay that was lame) Anyway here is chapter seven for you all to chew on.
I sort of rushed the proof reading process so there will probably be more spelling and sentence structure errors than usual.
I will now hypnotize you.
*Play wierd hypnotizing music*
you will review, you will review, also you will get me a cheese burger with extra ketsup.
If that didn't work just review! please!
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:Not smart enough, or enough money so it ain't mine. DAMN YOU WHEDON!
Summary: My first real sequel, all others have been fakes, kind of an AU of S7 so a bit more original than most.
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A week ago Willow would have thrown up at the sight of something like this. Course that's what she did a week ago. It was the third demon bar they found like this.
The whole group walked through the destroyed place with a sort of sickening numbness. There were demons everywhere, and she meant everywhere, on the floor, on the bar, on the walls, on the ceiling, in the drinks. The biggest piece left was half a carcass missing its head and arms.
It was the same as the others. The doors though flimsy had been locked and for some reason unbreakable, though not through a lack of trying, they were covered in all different kinds of claw marks. And down the middle of the bar there was a untouched path which led from the door to the middle of the room, from there the carnage radiated.
They all knew who was doing this, but only she knew why he was doing this.
They hadn't seen him in five days. She knew why he had gone on a rampage. After Willow arrived there had been a bulge in Demon activity. Buffy assured them she was fine and that she could handle it. They believed her since there was still no sign the danger had been focused on them yet. But when the slayer had come home with a black eye and gut wound, they all decided to patrol. They didn't notice that the shadowed figure in the corner had disappeared until after they bandaged Buffy. On the second day of his disappearance they decided to check with Willie to see if he had any information on where their wayward boogyman was.
When they got there Willow puked, Xander was close to doing so, Buffy was shocked, and Anya just looked on in appreciation.
Willow still got a little unnerved around the vengeance demon. Though she thought it odd that she never had seen Anya get called away to business, she didn't think D'hoffryn was one to be put on hold but hadn't heard anything about it.
They found Willie in the back frantically packing up what wasn't destroyed. From what they could get out of his hysterical ramblings some guy came in here and slaughtered everything in there. Said something about sending a message. Willow automatically new it was him.
She guessed it was the image of Buffy bleeding that set him off, at least that's what she hoped set him off. Willow still held the belief that somewhere deep inside, the Spike they knew was lying asleep, buried under all that pain.
When Xander turned a normal shade of green and asked Buffy what could do this, she just said something big and powerful demon or a pregnant lady with a major mood swing. Willow had an odd feeling that the slayer had a suspicion who it was but kept it to herself.
They all returned home to a very inquisitive Dawn, who chose to stay behind to work on some history homework. Xander had made the comment that they could find anything but brains on the drywall. This sent Willow a recall image and then sent her to the bathroom. She got herself under control and went downstairs with a suggestion. There was a spell that could help locate him. After performing the spell, and burning the rug they went to the address on the map where he might be.
It turned out to be another demon bar. It seemed to have closed a few minutes ago, mainly because all of the alcohol the customers drank was now all over the place, along with the customers. They all were shocked but managed to keep the food they had eaten on the inside, well except for Dawnie who demanded that she come along. When Willow was done patting Dawns back she heard Xander ask the million dollar question
"He did this didn't he?"
He got the answer he expected and then went into a huge rant listing the reasons why they shouldn't let him in the house or the magic box. The main point of his argument was the fact there was nothing stopping the shadowed figure from flipping out and putting them in a blender. Dawn brought up the good point that if the demon was ever to slaughter anyone it would most likely be Xander.
It was funny because he seemed shocked that everyone agreed. Buffy had had enough and decided that they do the nightly patrol.
That was another thing that dropped dramatically, the encounters were localized down to fledglings, and even those were scarce. Willow could tell this was pissing Buffy off.
The slayer's life and family were threatened, and someone else was taking care of it.
They did the spell again, though this time they did it on the sidewalk outside to avoid nasty rug burns. Anya had some work to do at the Magic shop, while Dawn declined going saying something about just eating and didn't want to taste it a second time. They had just arrived and from the looks of things they had just missed him. The blood hadn't stopped flowing.
"This guy doesn't get tired does he?"
Willow had the feeling the question was directed at her. The redhead knew Buffy suspected she knew more than what she was telling. Luckily the slayer had yet to confront her on it. Xander stumblied after tripping on a severed head.
"My thinking that this guy shouldn't be let near us is looking better and better."
Willow just sighed.
"Xander."
"No he's right."
Buffy's voice determination caught them off guard.
"I'm right? Well of course I'm right."
Willow ignored him.
"Buffy..."
"Listen Will, we know next to nothing, no, scratch that, we know nothing about who or what this guy is,"
Her voice was rising, this had been building since Willow came back.
"And now we find Bars filled with demon sushi. I'm not feeling like the trusting type. Now unless you give me something, tell me something about this guy I'm not going to let him within fifty feet of the house or Dawn."
Willow was torn beyond belief. She had sworn not to tell anyone, but what could she do, they needed him as a part of the fight. She couldn't do that without telling her friend. The witch opened her mouth to say something when there was a spray of blood on everyone's face.
Buffy was instantly in fighting position between the Scoobies and the danger. They had been so engrossed in their little fight that they hadn't noticed a slightly injured demon sneaking up on them.
Said demon now had an axe buried in it's skull. The demon stood there for a second before falling on it's knees then to it's side. The person they had been searching for now three days casually walked up, braced his foot against the twitching demons skull and ripped the axe out. The hooded figure's head turned to them,
"Missed one."
Without saying anything else he exited through the clawed doors. Willow could feel Buffy's anger taking hold. The slayer took off after the strolling figure, with Willow and Xander struggling to keep up.
"Hey, mister slice and dice, mind telling me what the hell that was back there!"
He didn't stop walking.
"I was sending a message."
The slayer got in front of him and stopped so he couldn't move past.
"What that you were to intense for playing the leading role in American Psycho!"
Willow could feel the anger start to radiate off him and heard it in his voice.
"Listen slayer, soon there will be demons beyond powerful running all around here, and not you, your little gang or I will be able to fight them all. The demons already here are small pickings and cannot distract us. So I did what was necessary."
Willow and Xander were five feet away and even they felt intimidated. But to her credit the smaller slayer didn't even flinch.
"Then you need to tell me, and I will decide whether it's worth the time. There can only be one leader around here giving out the orders, and I'm it."
Though Willow knew Buffy couldn't see his eyes she could tell they were trying to stare each other down. The silence was broken with a deep laughter.
"You win slayer."
Willow froze a moment. She didn't notice it before, but the whispering voices behind his had begun to meld together. Becoming more and more like the voice he once had. The witches eyes searched Buffy's face as the Demon moved passed the slayer. There was a faint recognition, but she could tell the moment her friend shrugged it off. Xanders voice interrupted her internal rant.
"Alright that was weird."
Willow smirked.
"Just your run of the mill power struggle. Guess that's a big no on your kicking him out?"
Xander gave her a sidelong glance.
"I still don't trust him. But trust isn't a big right now, we need him, that's all."
Willow grimaced, but nodded. They noticed that all of them had been walking toward the magic shop. Catching up to the two up ahead walking silently they entered.
"I can't do it anymore!"
They all stopped dead in there tracks. Anya was arguing with what looked like a very pissed off D'Hoffryn.
"Anyanka you have chosen a path, bonded yourself with the will of vengeance, if you refuse you will suffer!"
Buffy was the first to interject.
"Anya what's going on!"
Anya quickly went to the Slayer.
"Buffy..."
The blue horned demon interrupted
"It seems your friend has had a change of heart. Unfortunately that was not in the agreement."
Willow saw Xanders face brighten and sink.
"What do you mean."
This time Anya answered this time.
"I can't do it anymore, it's very upsetting. I've tried to tell him that but..."
The vengeance demon was getting worked up. Buffy could stand seeing her friend in that kind of distress. They had become closer friends over the past month and it showed.
"It's alright Anya
Getting that look of determination on her face again she turned to the horned smurf.
"She quits, she can't do it anymore, she's done."
Her confidence was rolling off her but D'hoffryn just looked at her as if she were just a bug.
"It is not your decision, she chose the life of vengeance, and there is nothing you can do about it."
Buffy was still arguing with D'hoffryn and Xander was joining in when Willow saw Anya's eyes turn to the figure leaning against the wall. She also noticed the figure was staring at the vengeance demon. A whole conversation passed between them. In the end he nodded and stepped forward. The Smurf was loosing his patience when the demon in black stepped up. Anya pulled a very confused Xander and Buffy away from the two. Very calmly he spoke.
"She's done, you will let her go."
They all saw the fire light in D'Hoffryns eyes.
"How dare you demon presume to tell me, master of the vengeance demons, what to do. I swear you will feel pain like none oth..."
His speech was cut off.
So was his head.
As the body crumpled to the floor the demon holding the dripping axe turned and walked out the door. As he passed Anya he spoke
"We're even."
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A/N: I'm a lean mean writing machine! (Okay that was lame) Anyway here is chapter seven for you all to chew on.
I sort of rushed the proof reading process so there will probably be more spelling and sentence structure errors than usual.
I will now hypnotize you.
*Play wierd hypnotizing music*
you will review, you will review, also you will get me a cheese burger with extra ketsup.
If that didn't work just review! please!
