Summary: Yet another Halloween fic. With demons.

Disclaimer: I own... hmm. I own nothing. The bank owns any money I make, at the moment. The concepts building 1001Keys do not belong to me, most probably.

Feedback: Why not? It helps me write more and better...

Pre-fic Comments:

Here's an offer. If someone writes a part of a story I like (and we make an agreement beforehand), I'll write another part of one of my fics of their choice.

I may well regret making this offer, but there it is :D

Translations are in braces.

Buffy ran downstairs as she heard a 'thud' and her Spidey-sense picked up something. She stopped short as she took in the scene of her mother unconscious on the floor, Angel standing at the doorway looking distinctly puzzled.

"What did you do to my mother?!," the Slayer growled.

Angel held up his hands defensively. "Nothing! She asked me to touch the cross she nailed to the doorframe, found out I'm a vampire, and fainted!"

"Why'd she do that?," Buffy asked him suspiciously. "What've you been telling her?"

"Nothing!," Angel retorted. He picked Joyce up, laying her carefully on the couch. "At least, I don't think I did anything."

"You stand back while I wake her up," Buffy decided. She shook her mother carefully. "Mum? Mum, wake up..."

"Oh, baby," Joyce said weakly, eyes locking onto her offspring. "I had the weirdest dream where I found out that Angel is a vampire."

"I am," Angel said, immediately regretting it as Buffy shot him a Glare of Death. He held up his scorched hand. "Burnt my hand on your cross."

"Oh," Joyce said, mind churning. "Then Mr O'Neil was right."

"O'Neil?," Buffy asked inquisitively. "Who is he? Door to door shoe salesman?"

"No, our new neighbour," Joyce said, getting up. "Buffy, you don't seem very surprised that Angel is a... vampire."

"I'm surprised!," Buffy said. "See? Eyes wide? Surprised, honest!"

"Buffy," Joyce said, giving her a smile. "Tell me. I'll love you no matter what."

Buffy's eyes went teary. "B-b-but after H-Halloween..."

Joyce gave Angel a flat, flinty look as she gave Buffy a hug. "Angel, what happened?"

"Uh, this mage kinda... turnedherintoademon," Angel admitted.

"WHAT!"

Buffy took a step back out of her mother's arms. "Mum, he turned me into a freak! See?"

With that, Buffy relaxed her control, reverting into Marilith form. Four extra arms grew underneath her original two, her chest went up a size or two, and her legs from the waist down turned into a long snake tail. Her clothes, unfortunately, did not survive the transitition.

Joyce took a shaky deep breath. Now was /not/ the time to faint.

"Buffy, I said I'll love no matter what," Joyce said, uncertainly taking Buffy into another hug. "Even if you decide to elope with Angel or go into a Tibetan monastory. You'll always be my baby."

"T-thanks mum," Buffy whispered, all six arms clutching desperately at her mother.

1001Keys paused the Library security camera video. He was watching it through for the first time, and had noticed a suspicious flickering around one of the people there.

He loaded the video file into 'VirtualDubMod', a computer video editing piece of software. He moved the input window position to the timestamp where the flicker had happened, and stepped through the video frame by frame.

"3i90," he smiled, as the visage of Xander the Incubus, batwings, tail and all, appeared.

{Ah ha!}

1001Keys logged into the school system again, bringing up the student files. He flicked through the male students, pausing when he found a perfect match for the boy who had turned into a demon on the video.

"7-3 inf3ction is probably not {The other people on this video may not be as they appear. I had better identify them, just in case.}

He flicked through the video, absently capturing screenshots of the other people.

Absently kicking a player-killer from the world that never existed, he decided that that was enough work for now, and settled back to watch some video of the girl's locker room.

"Sw33t sw33t pr0n," he grinned, toasting the monitor with a can of Mountain Dew.

{Wonderful recreation...}

Which was promptly spat all over the monitor as the h0t chix0r from the library turned into a seven foot tall catgirl.

"W00T! 13v31 13v31 13v31! PH34R T3H /Vu[H{Oh my. This presents amazing possibilities.}

It was the Blood Drive at that school tomorrow. A plan immediately sprouted in his mind for supplying the whole of Sunnydale with the p0w3r to fight the 3v1l.

Everyone knew how the were condition was spread, after all.

Post-fic Comments:

Sorry this part is so short.