They pass through the portal and the fire drops them down into a dark room. Anya lands first on a table. Xander, following close behind, lands on the ground beside it. Light slowly begins to illuminate everything in the room. Anya feels warm liquid seeping into her clothes and quickly climbs off the table. She looks down at her hands and sees they're coated with blood. Xander gets off the floor and looks at where Anya had landed. It's the pool table from the frat house covered in blood. "Oh God."
Anya shakes her head at seeing the fraternity's game room painted in blood from the frat boys she had killed. "Blood. No. Not here." She drops her hands and clenches her fists. "I can't; I wont!"
"Anya!"
"No!"
"Look, Anya, think. Everthing about this world has been a torment. We've been guided through it for a reason. Whatever happens, we have to go through it together."
A window crashes open and a dark, hooded spirit flies through. It laughs at Anya and Xander, as it jets around them, before it begins singing.
"It begins very small
Seems like nothing much at all
Just a germ, just a speck, just a grain
but the seed has been sown
and before you know it's grown
It has spread through your life like a stain
And it's power will strangle your love and joy
and it's hunger consumes for it lives to destroy."
More hooded figures enter through windows and doors around the room. Two of them grab Anya and chain her to the pool table. The other two, string Xander up from a deer head on the wall across from Anya.
"Hate is the star, it becomes who you are
Not the hated, but the hater
has a torment that's greater
It will eat you alive, consume you and spit you out
Hate's gonna win that there's no doubt about
Hate doesn't care who you are - Hate is the star!"
"Hatred! Anya that's what we're fighting, hatred!" One of the hooded figures pulls a knife from it's cloak and stalks toward Anya. Another grabs a large mallet and stands before Xander.
"Learning hate is an art, even people who are smart
can be caught, can be crushed, can be creamed
Hate has swallowed you whole
Did you think you're in control?
Hate you though, hate you spoke, hate you dreamed"
The two cloaked figures remove their hoods and raise their weapons. Anya, as a demon, stares up at Xander with black eyes and an evil smirk as she aims her mallet at his legs. Xander, with pitch black eyes of his own, is poised over Anya with the knife directed at her heart.
"All you hate gave me substance
your lives are undone
It's your eve of destruction, your hatred has won!"
The evil clones prepare to strike. "NO!" Anya screams and everyone stops.
"Anya?" Xander looks over at Anya. She stares back at Xander. Tears fall from her eyes and she begins to sing.
"I never dreamed that we'd be distanced by a hate
That all the trust we had would go."
Xander: "How could I hurt you?"
Anya: "How could it come to pass
This awful twist of fate?"
Xander: "I can't believe it."
Anya: "I never dreamed that any barriers could rise."
Xander: "Or that I'd ever see the stranger in your eyes."
Anya: "Our hearts were hurting both the same."
Xander: "The hurt was tearing up our souls."
Anya: "The fury in us made us blind."
Xander: "We could not see beyond the pain."
Anya: "If we can turn again to love."
Xander: "If we can heal these open wounds."
Anya: "We'll leave this hatred far behind."
Xander: "So not a trace of hate remains."
Both: "We'll overcome our damaged past
And we'll grow stronger side by side
To stand together through the storms
We're safe cause love will be our guide."
The cloaked figures explode in a shower of light and smoke, one by one, except the hooded spirit still floating above them. The evil Anya and Xander are the last to go. The bonds holding the real Anya and Xander are broken and they rush to embrace each other. They break apart as their tormentor laughs at them flies swiftly back out the window.
A/N: Okay, one more chapter and the madness will end; I promise. (arches eyebrow evily) Or do I? (que the creepy organ music in my head, which obviously you don't hear - Or do you?)
Anya shakes her head at seeing the fraternity's game room painted in blood from the frat boys she had killed. "Blood. No. Not here." She drops her hands and clenches her fists. "I can't; I wont!"
"Anya!"
"No!"
"Look, Anya, think. Everthing about this world has been a torment. We've been guided through it for a reason. Whatever happens, we have to go through it together."
A window crashes open and a dark, hooded spirit flies through. It laughs at Anya and Xander, as it jets around them, before it begins singing.
"It begins very small
Seems like nothing much at all
Just a germ, just a speck, just a grain
but the seed has been sown
and before you know it's grown
It has spread through your life like a stain
And it's power will strangle your love and joy
and it's hunger consumes for it lives to destroy."
More hooded figures enter through windows and doors around the room. Two of them grab Anya and chain her to the pool table. The other two, string Xander up from a deer head on the wall across from Anya.
"Hate is the star, it becomes who you are
Not the hated, but the hater
has a torment that's greater
It will eat you alive, consume you and spit you out
Hate's gonna win that there's no doubt about
Hate doesn't care who you are - Hate is the star!"
"Hatred! Anya that's what we're fighting, hatred!" One of the hooded figures pulls a knife from it's cloak and stalks toward Anya. Another grabs a large mallet and stands before Xander.
"Learning hate is an art, even people who are smart
can be caught, can be crushed, can be creamed
Hate has swallowed you whole
Did you think you're in control?
Hate you though, hate you spoke, hate you dreamed"
The two cloaked figures remove their hoods and raise their weapons. Anya, as a demon, stares up at Xander with black eyes and an evil smirk as she aims her mallet at his legs. Xander, with pitch black eyes of his own, is poised over Anya with the knife directed at her heart.
"All you hate gave me substance
your lives are undone
It's your eve of destruction, your hatred has won!"
The evil clones prepare to strike. "NO!" Anya screams and everyone stops.
"Anya?" Xander looks over at Anya. She stares back at Xander. Tears fall from her eyes and she begins to sing.
"I never dreamed that we'd be distanced by a hate
That all the trust we had would go."
Xander: "How could I hurt you?"
Anya: "How could it come to pass
This awful twist of fate?"
Xander: "I can't believe it."
Anya: "I never dreamed that any barriers could rise."
Xander: "Or that I'd ever see the stranger in your eyes."
Anya: "Our hearts were hurting both the same."
Xander: "The hurt was tearing up our souls."
Anya: "The fury in us made us blind."
Xander: "We could not see beyond the pain."
Anya: "If we can turn again to love."
Xander: "If we can heal these open wounds."
Anya: "We'll leave this hatred far behind."
Xander: "So not a trace of hate remains."
Both: "We'll overcome our damaged past
And we'll grow stronger side by side
To stand together through the storms
We're safe cause love will be our guide."
The cloaked figures explode in a shower of light and smoke, one by one, except the hooded spirit still floating above them. The evil Anya and Xander are the last to go. The bonds holding the real Anya and Xander are broken and they rush to embrace each other. They break apart as their tormentor laughs at them flies swiftly back out the window.
A/N: Okay, one more chapter and the madness will end; I promise. (arches eyebrow evily) Or do I? (que the creepy organ music in my head, which obviously you don't hear - Or do you?)