Sunnydale, October 31st 1997
The 1775 noblewoman who had been Buffy Summers earlier tonight ran from the alley. Well, you could hardly blame her, what with the way she'd been about to become the victim of an evil pirate's felony assault...
Pirate Larry yelled at the Gunslinger, "You'll pay for that, mate!" He was about to open fire with his flintlock, but the soulless vampire named Spike appeared in the alley at the front of his pack of minions, and grabbed Larry's neck.
"Well, what 'ave we here?" Spike snapped Pirate Larry's neck like a twig, before he casually tossed the body to the side of the alley. "Never mind, not interested. You seen the Slayer anywhere, mate?" Then Spike frowned, staring at the Gunslinger more carefully. "Oi, don't I know you-?"
Spike's gang of vampires and mini-demons started getting restless. William the Bloody gestured at them to be quiet, before he finally recognized Xander's features. "So the Slayer's little friend is playin' cowboy, is he?" Spike laughed. "How's that workin' out fer you, whelp?"
"Whelp? I think not. And do you really think you are a threat to me, Englishman?" the Gunslinger replied emotionlessly. Without warning, he opened fire with his revolver at the vampires and demons. In the space of a few moments, he had seriously wounded the vampires and killed some of the mini-demons -slash- possessed children.
Naturally, the vampires weren't too happy being shot at and decided to leave, seeking easier prey elsewhere. Despite William's loud cursing, they left Spike and the few remaining wounded demons behind. "Where do you lot think yer going?!" Spike ranted. "Bloody cowards, every single one of you-"
"Indeed. More importantly, though, they left you behind," the Gunslinger said with that cold, emotionless, robotic voice.
"So what? Useless gits, they were. And I don't need them to take you on, mate!" Spike replied, putting his cigarette out by tossing it to the ground and grinding it underneath his boot. "C'mon, then, entertain us-"
The Gunslinger opened fire on Spike! The British vampire got hit with a lot of bullets which tore through his clothes, but didn't kill him because, hello? Evil undead here.
"That bloody hurt, you wanker! That's it, you're dead!" Spike knocked the revolver out of his hand, and then punched the Gunslinger in the face. "OW! Bugger, bugger, bugger!" Spike cursed, feeling like every bone in his right hand was broken. "What the bloody-"
The Gunslinger just grinned at Spike, before he punched the vampire as hard as he could, knocking him off his feet. "Now, bullets don't work. So, what should I do with you?" the android demanded, running scenarios through his electronic brain. He noticed the vampire jump to his feet, before saying, "Well, very few things can survive decapitation, now that I think about it..."
Elsewhere, Buffy ran into Willow.
"Buffy, you're alright!" the Willow ghost cried out, embracing her; or at least trying to.
"What, what manner of sorcery is this? You, you're the ghost of a, a harlot?" the 18th century noblewoman said in her soft, accented voice, looking terrified.
"I'm your friend, Buffy, it's me - Willow!" the red-haired ghost explained. Off of Lady Buffy's scared and non-comprehending look, Willow gave up and said, "Come on, follow me - we gotta get you to safety!"
Moments later, they arrived safely at Buffy's house (since it was the closest). "That was close," Willow said in pure relief. They were almost attacked by some monsters on the way here, after all. Then she looked worried. "Okay, how do we get you inside?"
Elsewhere, the Gunslinger attacked Spike, knocking him out cold but failing to rip his head off (yet). He stepped over the vamp before picking up his revolver and shooting at the few remaining wounded demons. He failed to kill any of them as they all managed to run off, and then the Gunslinger holstered his revolver before looking back at Spike. "This is annoying."
Not far away, Cordelia was dressed as a cat, kitty ears and black whiskers and all. But she hadn't actually turned into a feline, since she hadn't gotten her costume from Ethan's costume store. Panting wildly, she was running from her former date for the evening - Jo-Jo the Dog-Faced Boy. "HELP!" she screamed wildly.
Much to her surprise, a cowboy all dressed in black opened fire at the hairy beast and killed it!
"Xander?!" Cordelia asked, with a puzzled look on her face. "Dweeb Boy, is that you?"
The Gunslinger turned around to stare at her with those blank, robot-like eyes. The look scared Cordy right to the depths of her soul.
"Ah, never mind, wrong person!" Immediately, Cordy made a run for it from the Gunslinger.
The android was going to shoot her, of course, but somehow - some way - Xander Harris managed to fight against the possession long enough to prevent the android from pulling the trigger. The Gunslinger frowned, not understanding the glitch - system error - that had prevented him from firing the revolver. He ran a quick diagnostic, but found nothing wrong with his programming. "Very strange..."
From his secure location, the monitoring Jareth smiled at the display of human weakness. "Very interesting," he said to himself.
Later that night, Cordelia made it to Buffy's house before Angel quickly let her enter the residence. "Thanks! It's a nightmare out there. Say, after it's all over - would you like to meet up with me for some coffee over at the Bronze?"
"Cordelia! Not now!" the Willow ghost scolded her.
"Oh, fine. By the way, I ran into Xander before I got here. He was dressed as a cowboy, and he was acting all... weird like," Cordelia frowned for a moment, wondering why that bothered her more than it should have.
Willow sighed at hearing this. "Okay. We should go find Giles, tell him what's going on," the ghost cogitated, wanting this nightmare to finally end.
All of a sudden, there was a crash from the kitchen. Everyone ran towards the room, and their eyes went wide before Angel started fighting the monster that had invaded the Summers home.
Lady Buffy screamed at the sight of it; the monster had two big eyes on its arms! It also had blue skin, yellow eyes and sharp claws.
{ Why isn't Buffy fighting that thing? } Cordy wondered to herself. Then she wanted to dope-slap herself. { Yeah, right, she doesn't know who she really is right now; duh! Get it together, girl! }
Angel slammed his fist into the monster's face, and it went flying across the kitchen table. "You three, get out of here!" the man said, before his face morphed into that of a demon. A vampire!
{ EWW! } Cordelia immediately thought in disgust. { I actually hit on a vampire? Ugh! Still, it's so unfair - no one that good-looking is allowed to be a monster! }
Grabbing Lady Buffy by the wrist and putting away such thoughts, Cordelia ran out of the house with the Willow ghost not far behind. "High school?" the high society princess demanded of the redhead, as they ran.
"I dunno - it's so far away. We probably oughta find somewhere a bit closer!" Willow replied, ignoring Lady Buffy's demands for Cordelia to release her at once.
All three girls had no idea that Jareth had turned a human into the monster that Angel was fighting, as part of his evil plan. They also had no idea that Jareth was watching Angel and the monster fight it out! The new owner of Westworld ruminated on the possibility of creating an Angel robot - he had already substituted robot doubles for Oz and Willow earlier this year, after all.
"Guess we'll see," the demon said to himself, before turning his attention back to the Gunslinger and briefly laughing in evil delight.