The night was cold. Wind blew across the cropped grass feeling as desolate as wind over desert sand. Gnarled tree branches twisted their pleading wood like hands towards a starless sky. Only the moon shown through, casting a pale light across the grey tombstones; they were dull monuments unfitted as markers for the brilliance of the lives laid beneath them.
The demon, sensing it was his moment, stepped out from the tree line and approached the Witch who did not see him until he was just a few feet away. Her eyes widen in recognition of the threat and throwing her hands forwards shot at him balls of fire. He waved his hands and they disappeared.
"What are you?" She asked, her face opened at the horror of the discovery of a new, threatening power.
"That's funny." He spoke, his voice a low growl. It was menacing to the ears, amplified by the humor dwelling in it, "I was going to ask you the same thing." Willow through more energy at him as she backed away and with a wave of the hand they disappeared. The demon held up his red hand that had fingers calloused and twisted. There, on his pointy finger, was a ring with a yellow gem in it, "Convenient plot device #1. Nullifies magic."
Testing his comment Willow lets go to the full extent she could; the force knocking her down and through the white fence that she was previously leaning on. She stood up, wooden pickets falling off her, only to see the demon still standing. He smiled teeth of brilliant white, "I see waves, black as nothing, wafting from you. If I didn't find it so amusing I might be scared."
She says a few words in Latin and a thin veil of energy surrounds her. The demon approaches and Willow stands fast against her own fear. Reaching a hand out it comes into contact with the bubble, causing ripples like a pebble in a pond, "I'm curious. This little ring I have, is it just defensive?" His hand slides through the shield and that devil hand of his closed with relish around her neck. "How easily I could kill yo-"
Xander, having returned out of concern for Willow's mood, saw this monstrous demon approaching menacingly towards Willow and started running, being guided by desperation, his heart truly unable to see his life without his friend. So, by the time the demon was contemplating how easily he could squeeze her to death, Xander had ran to them and had put all his growing weight into tackling the Demon. Caught unawares the force of the blow knocked him to the earth and Xander landed on top.
The Demon was still unconcerned and he lifted Xander up into the air and tossed him at the feet of Willow. Then they both picked themselves up.
"Marvelous! I knew it when I saw you, I knew I could count on you! The spirit of man faced with the dark, does he run? No! He charges the dangerous unknown and fights off the menacing shadows with but the light of his own heart. God I love you!"
Xander and Willow say nothing but stand watching, steady but unsure of their next action.
"Oh I could kill you both right now. But," He bows, "You played your roles well and I have other scenes to participate in. So for now," He tips his long, cowboy styled hat at them, "Adios."
Then he turns and strolls confidently away.
Clouds pass over the moon's surface.
Xander puts his arms around Willow's shoulders; She rests her head on him; They stand together, watching the demon disappear into the night.