Chapter 1:
"Buffy" Giles said as he caught up to her and the rest of the gang who were strolling along the street. "Yes Giles?" she asked turning to greet him with a smile, "Not more work on a Saturday, I presume?" "Unfortunately, yes" Giles said as he adjusted his glasses, "But Giles," Buffy pleaded, giving him her biggest puppy eyes.
"We were planning to go to the Bronze tonight." Shaking his head, Giles said, "I'm afraid that's going to have to wait. This is rather important. I'm worried that some of the vampires in Sunnydale are finding ways to move about during the daylight hours." "Really?" Buffy said, beginning to sound somewhat interested.
"Yes," Giles said, "And I believe it is imperative that we go look into it." Buffy sighed, looking at the man who had always been her father figure, "Alright," turning to look at her friends, she said, "You guys go ahead and have fun at the Bronze without me tonight." Turning to Giles she said, "When do you want to meet?" "Meet me at the library at five thirty." "Fine" Buffy said as she turned to go with her friends.
From across the street, a young man had been watching their entire conversation from a table outside a café. "Five thirty" He said with a grin, "That sound's perfect." The young man's name was Evan, he had been watching Buffy from a distance school for years, but she had never noticed him, but now it would be different, he thought, "Now she'll notice me for sure." As Giles got into his car and drove away, Evan got up and began to walk towards the library.
"Hello" Evan called as he entered the library and headed towards Giles' office, "Anybody here?" "Yes, coming" Giles called from inside his office. As he stepped into the open library and noticed Evan, Giles said, "Oh, hello Evan. What can I do for you today." "You can lend me your identity" Evan said as he covered Giles' nose and mouth with a gas rag. "Alright then" Evan said as he dragged Giles body across the floor towards his car.
"What in the bloody hell is going on!" Giles asked as he awoke tied to a chair in some sort of basement "Calm down" Evan said lightly as he rummaged through a rack of spices lined up on the wall, "I'm not going to hurt you." "Then why do you have me tied up!" Giles yelled, "I don't feel the need to let you in on all of my plans, thank you. I do request that you quiet down though" "I will not bloody be quiet!" Giles screamed, "You kidnapped me from my own office in the school's library!"
"Very well" Evan said as he got out a handkerchief and gagged Giles. "Know that I have quiet, I can begin my spell." Taking down a book of dark magic from the wall, Evan began to read lines that sounded like ancient Greek. After finishing the spell, he took a drink of the potion he had been making out of the spices on the wall, and then walked over to the mirror and examined himself. "It will take a minute to take effect" he said slowly, "But once it does I shall have all that I ever wanted."
Looking over at Giles he explained, "You see, no one has ever really noticed me. None of the beautiful girls have talked to me or asked me out, but now, now I will have the most beautiful girl in the entire school. As you will begin to notice, this potion will transform me into your exact image and voice, and when the transformation is complete, I can put my plan into action." With that Evan, now transforming into Giles' appearance, left the gagged Giles thoroughly confused, and headed up the stairs to the door.
As he sat at the library, waiting for Buffy to show up, Evan began to wonder if his plan would actually work. He had carefully thought out every detail, planning the exact voice and appearance, practicing Giles' speech patterns, studying his clothing, but would it be enough? He wasn't sure. The longer he waited for Buffy to show up, the more nervous he got. Buffy and Giles were very close, and in order for him to get away with his plan and have the blame placed on Giles, he needed for Buffy to believe that the was Giles. His entire plan rested on this one facet.
Just then, Buffy walked through the door wearing a rather short skirt and a tight pink blouse, "Hey Giles" she said with a smile, "Ready to go kick some vampire butt?" Evan almost dropped his jaw at the sight of her, she was so beautiful, luckily he remembered his pretenses just at the last second managing to stutter out, "You're, uh, you're wearing that patrolling?" At least she believed he was Giles, that was a very good thing, "Don't have a cow Giles, I just wanted to be ready to go meet the gang at the Bronze after getting rid of the big nasties. Okay?"
Evan knew that Giles normally would have made some sort of remark, but he couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful she was. "Giles?" Buffy said watching him stare blankly at her, "Can we go know?" "Oh, yes, of course Evan said as he regained his composure, "I have the car parked out back, it shouldn't take to long to get there." "Where is there?" Buffy asked as they walked towards the car, "Right around the old factory" Evan answered as they buckled in and began to drive.
"Giles," Buffy said as they drove past the old factory, "Didn't you say we were headed to the old factory?" "No, I said we were headed to around the old factory." "Oh" Buffy said quietly as se wondered why Giles was being so sharp with her. Finally when they were about fifteen minutes past the factory Evan stopped the car in front of an old beat up looking house. As they began to get out of the car, Buffy said, "So is this the vampires hide out or something?"
"Or something" Evan said distractedly as he walked around the back of the car, stopping to pull something out of the trunk. "So what are we doing here exactly?" Buffy asked as she looked around at there surroundings. "You'll see," he said as he walked up closer to her and quickly covered her nose and mouth with a gas rag. "Giles, what?" Buffy cried out in confusion as she collapsed in his grasp. Knowing that with her slayer strength and healing he didn't have much time before she woke up, Evan dragged Buffy inside as quickly as he could.
An hour later, Evan had barely finished tightening all of the chains on Buffy's arms and legs when she began to wake up. "Giles?" she asked in a state of uncertainty as she felt her head spinning, "Where are we?" "Shh," Evan said soothingly, "Don't worry about a thing, I'll be right back." He then began to head down he stairs into the basement where the real Giles was sitting. As he headed down the stairs he heard the voice of a more awake Buffy call, "Giles, what's going on!" He could hear the mixture of fear and anger in her voice, and he knew that he needed to be sure his appearance kept up or she would probably kill him once he let her go. Once he reached the basement, Evan saw the real Giles staring at him.
Giles was certain that he had heard Buffy's voice upstairs, but he couldn't understand what was going on. He'd tried to call out to her when she'd called his name, but the gag kept him from making any noise loud enough for her to hear. Just then, Evan had come down the stairs looking exactly like him, and he finally realized that Buffy thought that Evan was him.
"Hello Giles" Evan said in a harsh whisper, "I can't very well have you alerting Buffy to my presence, so I'll have to do something about you." As he said it Evan picked up a needle off of one of the shelves and began to tap it with his finger. "This may hurt a tiny bit," Evan said as he stuck the needle into Giles' arm and began to empty its contents, "But the pain will go away quickly." Evan dropped the needle on the ground and went over to the shelf with his potion on it, and began to drink more of the image potion. As he did so, Giles struggled to stay awake, his head was swimming and somewhere in the back of his mind he heard Buffy yelling for him to answer her. Seeing that Giles was almost unconscious, Evan headed back up the stairs to deal with the Slayer.
Buffy had taken time to examine her surroundings while Giles/Evan was downstairs. She was chained by her wrists and ankles to a wall in what looked like a run-down kitchen. To her right was the main part of the "kitchen", there was a stove with a rusty cooking pot sitting on to, and a refrigerator that looked like it hadn't been used since 1985. The counter wrapped around the whole kitchen and came to an end about four feet in front of her, forming a divider between the kitchen and the front door which was sitting about ten feet away from her. Directly to her left was a small table and chairs, and just behind that was a rather emptying looking living room with a couple of run down chairs and a small old TV. Having finished her examination of the room, Buffy heard the man she believed to be Giles coming back up the stairs.
"Giles, what the hell is going on?" Buffy yelled at him as he came back to the top of the stairway. Slowly taking his time as he closed the door behind him, Evan walked over to the refrigerator, and got out an apple, then he strolled over to a drawer in the kitchen and pulled out knife. Finally, he sat on the edge of the kitchen counter a couple feet away facing her. "Don't worry Buffy, I'm not going to hurt you" he said looking at her cheerfully as he cut his apple, "As if you could" she scoffed.
"I'm not the one in chains here Buffy" he said with a rather stern look, and true enough Buffy had already tried to pull out of her chains without any luck, she couldn't even move her arms or legs an inch they were so tight. Trying to gain control of the situation Buffy said, "Is this something the Council put you up to? Because if it is, I'll go kick their butts for you personally, you don't have to do what they say, I'll…"
"Buffy" Evan interrupted as he stood up from the counter and put down his apple and knife, "This is not something the council put me up to, I just thought that we needed to talk." "And this is your idea of talking!" Buffy yelled as she began to feel even worse, she couldn't understand how Giles could possible have been doing this on purpose.
"Yes Buffy," Evan said, remembering as hard as he could to maintain his Giles façade, "I just wanted to talk with you about us," "Us?" Buffy asked feeling a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, "Us" Evan repeated as he put his hand gently on her cheek, "Where we're going with our relationship" he said as he began to gently move his thumb over her lip, she was so beautiful. "Giles?" Buffy practically whimpered, she did not like the turn that this conversation had taken one bit.
"Giles, I don't think…" she began, but she was cut off as he leaned in and kissed her deeply on the mouth. She was so shocked that she opened her mouth to yell at him, but as she did so, he stuck his tongue into her mouth and down her throat. She tried to move her hands to hit him away, but she couldn't budge. She felt like someone was sticking a bulldozer down her throat, she tried to move her head to the side, but his hands held her firmly. Finally in a final effort to get him to stop, she bit his tongue hard.
Immediately withdrawing from her mouth Evan took a step back to look at her, "Why you little bitch!" he yelled as he raised his hand and struck her hard across the face, leaving a sound that resonated throughout the entire house. "Don't you ever do that again!" Determined not to let him see her cry, Buffy held back her tears and looked him straight in the eyes, she couldn't believe that Giles had just done that. Giving him the fiercest look she could muster, Buffy spit, "If you don't want me to do that again, then don't ever, ever, try to kiss me again."
"Why you arrogant little brat" Evan snapped, losing all pretext of Giles, he didn't care if she thought Giles would never act that way, because the truth was that Giles never would act that way, but he wanted what he wanted, and he was going to get it. Walking back to the kitchen counter, Evan grabbed the knife that he had been cutting the apple with. He walked back over to Buffy and shoved the knife up under her throat, causing her to gasp involuntarily.
"Now kiss me" he said as he held the knife up to her throat. When she kept her mouth shut tightly, Evan pushed harder into her throat drawing the slightest drop of blood, "Kiss me, damn it!" he screamed at her. Knowing that she had no choice other than to kiss him or quite possibly have him kill her, Buffy opened her mouth.
This time his kiss showed no trace of the, however small, amount of gentleness of the first. Evan had given up trying to make her happy; he only wanted to be satisfied himself. "Kiss me back" he hissed as he pushed harder onto her mouth, and she had not choice but to respond, moving her tongue with his. He kissed her with the longing of years of watching beautiful girls from the sidelines. He shoved his tongue down her throat with a fervent need, as if this one kiss could cure all his years of hurt. Buffy, though, felt none of this. She only felt Giles, her Giles, forcing himself upon her and making her feel sick.
After what seemed like hours to Buffy he finally pulled away from the kiss. "Now," he said looking at Buffy with a stern and scolding glance, "I'm going to set the knife down, but it is still within my reach, so don't try anything funny." With that he set the knife on the table to his right, just within his grasp. "Giles please," Buffy said in a voice that sounded amazing close to pleading, "Don't do this." "Buffy," Evan said with a smile, "It's too late to stop now."
Downstairs while unconscious, Giles was dreaming. In his dream he saw Willow. "Hello Willow" Giles said with something close to a laugh. He knew that he was dreaming, and since he was starting to see figments, he was probably close to the border between life and death. He was unsure of what Evan had injected into him, but he was pretty sure that it would kill him. "Have you come to watch me die?" Giles asked the figment Willow with a rather girlish giggle. "Snap out of it Giles" figment Willow said in a stern voice, "You're not dying, you're just asleep. Otherwise I couldn't have contacted you with this mind spell."
"Mind spell!" Giles asked sharply, suddenly jolting out of his thoughts of death. Even in a dream, Giles knew that Willow should not be trying something as dangerous as mind spells. "I'm sorry, I know you don't think that I should be trying this, but I had to see if you were all right." "Well I do need you help, but how did you know that I wouldn't be all right?" "Well," Willow began, "Now don't get mad at us or anything, "But Buffy promised she'd meet us at the Bronze, or that if she couldn't she would call us within thirty-minutes of the time you guys were supposed to meet. And it's been almost four hours." As she finished saying this Willow's image began to fade a little bit.
Looking down at her hands, Willow said, "Giles, I don't think that I can hold this mind spell for much longer. Can you tell me where you are so that the gang and I can come and get you?" "Of course" Giles said as he watched Willow continue to fade. After he finished giving her directions, Giles was just about to add that he had a double when Willow disappeared, and Giles felt himself slipping back into a state of delirium.
Having had his fill of kissing her, Evan felt that it was time for him to move on. As he walked into the kitchen and grabbed a roll of duct tape from one of the drawers, Evan said, "I'm getting tired of your prattle Buffy," and giving her one final, deep kiss he said, "So I'm going to take care of it." With that he covered her mouth with a piece of duct tape and threw the roll aside. "Buffy, Buffy, Buffy" he said as he looked up and down her body, "You truly are beautiful." He moved his hand to stroke her long beautiful golden locks, and then slowly move his face in to kiss her neck.
He continued to kiss down her collarbone, unbuttoning her blouse as he went. Enjoying the taste and feel of her skin, he slowly move from one spot the next, sucking gently as he went. Once he had had his fill of her scent and taste, Evan no longer felt the need to be gentle. He shoved his hands up under her blouse, feeling the skin along her back as he kissed her. He ran his hands over every inch of her skin, unable to resist her. Then he ripped open her blouse and ran his tongue over the curves of her breasts, taking no time to appreciate the black lacey bra she wore under her blouse, he grabbed the knife and ripped it open setting the knife back on the table. He kissed her and squeezed her hard, then ran his mouth over her perfectly shaped breasts.
Getting on his knees, he ran his hands up her long beautiful legs, kissing behind as he went. When he got to her skirt he pushed it up and kissed along the curve of her hips. Finally, unable to wait any longer he forced himself into her. Causing her to cry out in pain, both physical and emotional. As he pumped faster and faster until he moaned with pleasure, tears began to stream down Buffy's cheeks uncontrollably.
When he finally pulled out of her and went to clean himself up, Buffy's sobs consumed her. She felt dirty, contaminated, and she felt even worse knowing that Giles had done this to her. She had trusted him, she had put herself in danger to save him so many times, and she probably would have died for him. And this, this horrible and sickening act was how he repaid her. She felt as if she had would rather have died than had this happen. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more sure she became. She would rather have died thinking that Giles, the person she had trusted most in the world, was who she thought he was, then have lived to find out that he was the monster she now knew.
Having cleaned himself up and gotten dressed, Evan headed back into the front room. Now he had to enact the most crucial part of his plan, he had to be sure she believed he was Giles and no one else. He knew that he didn't have much time until the potion wore off, so ten minutes of talking ought to do it. As he appeared before the sobbing Buffy, Evan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she shook with wrath and horror, and whispered to her, "You have no clue how long I've wanted to do that for," and then giving her a rather malicious smile he said, "And it was more than worth it."
Standing in front of her, he decided to give her one last kiss, and leaned in to kiss her on the neck. At that exact moment, the front door burst open to reveal Willow, Xander, and Oz holding stakes and crossbows, all of whom froze at the sight before them. Willow dropped her stake she was so shocked, they saw Buffy chained to the wall with duct tape over her mouth, tears down her face, and clothes ripped to shreds, with Giles leaning over her. Xander was the first to recover, running up top Evan/Giles and punching him in the face so that he fell to the ground. "You bastard!" Xander screamed as he kicked him in the stomach, "You mother fucking bastard! How dare you touch her!"
Willow and Oz soon recovered their senses as well, and came to Xander's aid. Oz went to keep Xander from killing Giles, for all that he felt like doing it himself, and Willow ran to help Buffy. She apologized as she ripped the duct tape painfully from Buffy's mouth, and then went to search for a way to get her out. She searched the kitchen counter and found the key to Buffy's chains, undoing them as quickly as possible.
When she had finished, Buffy quickly covered her mouth and ran out the door. When Willow followed, she found Buffy curled up in a ball having thrown up all the contents of her body. "Oh sweetie" Willow cried as she took off her jacket and laid it over Buffy's non-existent clothing. "Oh Wil" Buffy said with a sob a she leaned in to Willow's shoulder a proceeded to sob uncontrollably. She cried for multiple minutes, until they heard Oz call from inside, "You guys, might want to come and see this!"
Putting on Willow's coat and heading back inside, Buffy was shocked by what she saw. Xander was holding a young man pinned to the floor and Giles was nowhere to be seen. "Where, where's Giles?" Buffy stuttered. "I was holding him right here and beating the crap out of him, when suddenly he turned into looking like this." "What, Xander," Buffy looked around the room as she started to get dizzy, "Willow, Oz, I can't deal with, I don't understand," Buffy was unable to finish her sentence before she fell into a dead faint