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The Explanation

"Willow, are you sure this is her address?" Buffy asked as she stared at the abandoned looking building.

"This is what the coven and I got when we were doing our slayer search. Buff it looks like no ones around why don't we just go? Our plane leaves in two hours, I'd hate to miss it." Willow replied

"Will, I got a girl waiting for me at home too, but we shouldn't leave without saying good-bye. I know Desiree has got this place handled, but I just want to give her our info incase something happens. Come on we'll just take a look inside to see if there's a trace of her, leave our info, and be off to the airport to wait forever for our plane, which will probably be late anyway. Plus I'm getting a weird vibe from this place."

As the two companions entered the building they sensed a presence unfelt by either before. As they walked down a dark and angry looking hallway, a dreadful smell hit them like a slap in the face, and although this smell was not normal to them it seemed as foreboding as the cracked wooden walls and dirt covered floor.

"God Willow, how can someone live like this?"

"I don't think I ever want to know Buffy."

When the two reached the end of the bleak hallway they stood in front of a door. Once they opened the door they saw stairs, which led to the basement.

"Damn Buffy, what the hell is that smell?"

When the two descended the stairs their first urge was to throw up. Lain before them were rotting bodies. Set in the middle of those bodies was a man tied to a chair.

"Dear God, I've never seen... I think I'm going to be sick." As Willow bent over Buffy rubbed her back and stared at the man in the middle of all the horror.

"Willow just stay here I'm going to see if that guys still alive."

As Buffy approached the man she noticed that his hands were tied behind the chair and his body hunched all the way over. His body lay still upon his knees. Buffy lifted the man's upper body and it fell limp against the back of the chair. She found herself unable to stop her body from heaving this morning's breakfast. The man's body was cut in half. His stomach had been gutted and all his internal organs were spilled about. His neck was slit and his Adam's apple looked as though it was ripped out. As for his lower body, pants were around his ankle and it looked as though someone had castrated him, imbedding his legs with the name Desiree over and over again. After seeing Desiree's name carved in his legs Buffy started to back peddle away. She was horrified, disturbed.

"Who is down here?" The sudden voice of the girl they were originally looking caused the two sickened women to cast their eyes toward the stair case. Once Desiree reached the bottom of the stair she saw who her intruders were and a crazed look appeared in her eyes "No, NO! You were never supposed to come down here. You can't be down here. You can't understand." As her body began to shake with panic, Desiree grabbed a knife from her back pocket and ran at the two girls. Luckily Willow was quick to reached and repelled Desiree, who quickly ran up the stairs.

"Buffy what are we going to do?"

"Willow, go outside and destroy this building. I don't care how you do it, just bring it to the ground."

"But, Buffy, what about Desiree? I can still sense her in the building."

"I know so can I. Leave her to me. Don't worry I'll be out before you destroy this place from hell."

"And Desiree?"

"She did this Will. Then she came after us. We gave her the power to do this and I have to stop her."

Willow went outside to begin her spell to demolish this haven of evil. Buffy ran upstairs to face the girl she was once willing to call a sister slayer. When she opened the door to the room Desiree was unrecognizable, a shadow of her former self. Desiree sat in a corner rocking back and forth, whispering manically. Once she noticed Buffy's presence in the room she jumped to her feet and held a tighter grasp on the knife she was carrying.

"Desiree, now listen to me, you can come with me and we'll get you some help from the new council or you're not leaving this room alive" Desiree began to pace in a predatory manner like she was just waiting for Buffy to move a little closer before she'd pounce.

"No, you can't have my power. It's my power, my town; you can't take it from me. I won't let you!"

Once the scream left her mouth, Desiree leaped at Buffy swinging her knife, but Buffy was quick, getting out of harms way. Buffy's experience gave her the ability to get the knife from the new, untrained slayer. As she dodged Desiree's punches Buffy inadvertently slid Desiree's own knife right into her stomach.

A look of horror and shock appeared on Buffy's face, staring at the blood on her hands. A sadness could be seen in her eyes as she looked down upon, the now helpless, Desiree, still trying to get up. The loss of blood kept making her fall to the ground. When the building started to shake Buffy reached for Desiree, but the girl stubbornly pulled the knife from her gut and swung at Buffy, yet again. Still conflicted, Buffy had no choice, but to turn and walk away.

As Buffy tried to block out the memory of that night she looked upon the confused and angry faces of the three new people that entered the meeting of the new council leaders. She knew what she was about to do was going to be hard, but it had to be done.

"Guys, we need to talk."