Author's note: This is a short chapter that has something to do with Glory just to give you an update on what's been going on in SunnyD.

Chapter XXX - Dealing with Glory

"Xander!" Anya scolded. "Can't this thing go any faster?"

"I'm trying Ahn!" Xander replied. "I'm trying."

This was it.

They were going to face glory. They were all piled up in a van that Xander had found somehow. Anya occupied the from seat and Giles, Tara and Willow were all sitting in the back seat solemnly. Each was preparing for the task at hand. Willow was ready with her resolve face and her incantation. Tara, Giles and Anya were all holding an assortment of weapons.

Directly behind them was a jeep containing Riley and few of his old commando buddies.

The cars abruptly came to a stop in front of the huge metal tower.

Glory was standing there with her minions.

"FOOLS!" she cried. "With no Slayer and you yet came to challenge me? I'm a god, people." the last words were almost whining. "And being so presumptuous as to NOT even come with a slayer? That's insulting not to mention pretty damn pathetic."

With that all her minions charged out to the van. Willow got out on top of it just as Xander, Anya, Giles and Tara burst out of the back screaming bloody murder. Riley and the others all jumped out of the jeep and began mowing down the untrained opposition.

"The witch!" glory yelled. "Get the witch."

But her cries were unheard over al the battle sounds and the shouting.

A strong wind had picked up all around Willow. The red head was standing in the middle of the storm, her eyes fully black her face was tilted upwards.

"Jahen nad handmium fij minan oelan mandar" she chanted.

The minions who had managed to hear her dashed towards the car but in their eagerness got killed in the process, either by a scoobie or another frantic minion.

"The witch, you idiots!" Glory screamed in vain watching as her forces were dashed.

Willow continued to chant.

"Hecate gojul karen harloe faite harti!"

the blonde hell God lost faith in her loyal followers.

"Fine!" Glory groaned. "If you want something done you have to do it yourself."

She jumped down from her perch and waded through the battle going on between the scoobies and he own mind less followers, pushing them aside as she went.

No one touched her.

"I no longer fear you Glorificus" the voice of Willow seemed a lot scarier right now. "You will be dead soon."

"Not if I have something to say about it." Glory responded.

Willow's head was thrown back wards her face in a grimace at the amazing wash of power she was feeling. Glory attempted to grab her and throw her away or even dislodge her from her place, but Glory could not budge her. No matter how she tried, Glory couldn't move Willow.

"What the hell?" she demanded. Glory was beginning to get mad. "I am a god!" she screamed, mostly in frustration, she tried futilely to push Willow over again but failed miserably. "Why does everyone keep forgetting that?"

A huge flash blinded everybody; Willow's piercing scream shattering through the noise of the fighting.

What looked like a humungous gash in the sky suddenly ripped open.

The one doing battle stared up at it in wonder, Glory, though, looked up at it in terror.

"NOOOO!"

"Go!" Willow's voice was magnified a hundred fold.

Glory screamed as she was sucked into the vortex. as soon as she had passed through the gash magically closed it self off. Sealed itself up.

And just like that it was all over.

Glory's mindless minions suddenly shook awake, there was a mild confusion as they tried to figure out where it was they were.

Willow shlumped to the ground completely exhausted.

The scoobies watched as the tower started to collapsed. They could not believe that it was all over.

"Willow!" Xander said suddenly. He clambered up onto the roof. To see his best friend, she was unconscious but still breathing.

"Is she going to be okay?" Tara asked Giles frantically.

Giles looked down at the red headed witch. he swelled with pride. first, she had bravely gone out and tried something she was unsure she had the ability to do, with so much at stake any lesser person would have cracked under pressure but she had done everything tonight all alone, she had sent Glorificus back to the hell from whence she came. He had watched her grow from being just any other school girl to being one of the most powerful wicca's he had ever seen and he was so proud of her.

"She'll be fine." he concluded.

He could not have been more wrong.