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"Something bad's gonna happen, isn't it?" said Sophie, worried. "Wilkins only telled Willow abouts the demon graveyard because he wanted something bad to happen to her!"

"Yes, but the bad guys never usually win" said Tara.

"What abouts the time the bad man shooted you?" Sophie frowned.

"I guess that's kind of an exception" said Tara, not wanting to linger on this subject any longer than necessary. "But even he didn't really win in the end. Nobody really won in that situation. But that's enough of that. Let's get on with the story now, okay?"

"Okay" said Sophie.

"Good. While they headed for the demon graveyard, Willow and Tara celebrated their victory over Wesley.."

"Alright, it w-worked!" cried Tara.

"We lost him!" Willow grinned, puffing her chest out proudly. "I am a genius!"

"Hey, it was m-my idea!" Tara frowned.

"But I pulled it off" Willow smirked.

"With me!" said Tara, annoyed.

"Oh yeah?" Willow leapt at Tara, tackling her to the ground. They wrestled playfully for a few minutes with Tara ending up on top.

"P-pinned ya" she giggled.

"Okay, okay, you win" said Willow, frowning. "Now let me up!" Tara obeyed, but Willow pounced on her friend again as soon as her back was turned and they continued to wrestle, this time tumbling down a hill. Tara once again emerged victorious.

"Pinned ya again!" Suddenly, a geyser went off nearby, startling the children as it fired a jet of steam into the air. Tara let Willow up, and they surveyed their surroundings. The sky was grey, the ground was littered with skeletons, and there was absolutely no sign of life to be seen.

"This is it!" said Willow, looking around in awe. "We made it."

"It's r-really creepy" said Tara nervously.

"Yeah, isn't it great?"

"W-we could get in b-big trouble" Tara stuttered.

"I know" Willow smirked. They explored a little further, coming across the skull of a giant snake demon.

"I w-wonder if it's b-brains are still in there" said Tara.

"Only one way to know for sure" Willow smiled. "Let's go check it out!"

"Oh no you don't!" came a familiar voice from behind them. Willow groaned as she turned to see Wesley, but Tara gave a small sigh of relief. This adventure was becoming a little too scary for her. "The only 'checking out' you two will be doing is to check out of here!" He looked around, shivering. "We're way beyond the boundaries of the Kingdom!"

"Aww, the little Watcher's scared" said Willow mockingly.

"That's Mr Little Watcher.. I mean Wyndam-Pryce to you, Missy!" Wesley frowned. "And right now we are all in very real danger!"

"Danger? Ha!" Willow smirked, marching over to the mouth of the skull. "I walk on the wild side, I laugh in the face of danger! Ha ha ha!" Suddenly, laughter that was not her own erupted behind the young Princess, and she yelped in fright, running back and grabbing on to Tara's hand. Three pale figures emerged from the darkness of the skull, a woman with blonde hair and brown eyes, a man with platinum-blonde hair and icy blue eyes, and one taller, skinnier woman with dark brown hair and blue eyes. They were vampires, and their names were Darla, Spike, and Drusilla.

"Well, well, well, Spike, what do we have here?" asked Darla in a sinister tone.

"I'm not really sure Darla" Spike smirked, turning to Drusilla. "What do you think Dru?"

"The poor little kiddies have lost their way and ended up in the shadows where they don't belong" said Drusilla.

"Well, that too" said Spike, humouring the mildly insane vamp, "But I was thinking more along the lines o' them being bloody trespassers!"

"Quite by accident, I assure you" said Wesley, taking the girl's hands and beginning to back away. "A simple navigational error.."

"Hang on a minute, I know you" Darla frowned. "You're Giles' little stooge!"

"I am the King's chief advisor!" said Wesley indignantly.

"So that would make you.." asked Spike, turning to Willow.

"The future Queen" said Willow confidently.

"Do you know what we do to Queens who step out of their Kingdom?" said Darla threateningly, taking a step closer.

"You can't do anything!" said Willow.

"Actually, they can" said Wesley, becoming more nervous by the second. "We are on their land."

"But Wesley" Willow frowned, confused. "You said they were just useless bloodsucking parasites."

"Who you calling useless?" said Spike, glaring at Wesley.

"Oh, look at the time" chuckled Wesley, glancing at his watch-less wrist. "We really must be going..." Wesley and the girls turned and ran, but Darla and Spike blocked their way.

"Wait, we'd love you to stay for dinner" Darla grinned.

"Yeah" added Spike, licking his lips as he looked at Willow and Tara. "It'll be a magical meal." Both vampires burst out laughing, so Wesley, Willow, and Tara attempted another escape while they were distracted.

"The little kiddies want to play tag" Drusilla giggled, clapping her hands. Spike looked up at her words.

"Uh, Darla?" he asked, turning to the other vamp as she continued to chuckle. "Did we order this meal to go?"

"No" Darla frowned. "Why?"

"'Cause there it goes!" he cried, as he and the other two vamps gave chase. Willow and Tara hid behind a rock, panting.

"D-did we l-lose them?" Tara stuttered.

"I think so" gasped Willow. "But where's Wesley?" The girls peeked out to see the vampires dragging a struggling Wesley towards the geyser they had seen before.

"The little English Watcher hippy-hopped all the way to the Britty boiler" Spike smirked.

"No! Not the Britty boiler!" cried Wesley as they shoved him into the geyser. Seconds later it erupted, sending the poor Watcher flying through the air, screaming.

"Hey!" cried Willow, leaping out from behind the rock. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"

"Like.. you?" Spike smirked.

"No, I'm smaller than.. uh-oh" said Willow, turning and grabbing Tara's hand asthey were once again forced to flee. They hid behind another rock, but the vamps soon found them.

"Boo!" Darla yelled. The girls then scrambled up the top of a pile of bones. Willow made it safely, but watched in horror as Tara slipped, right into the vampire's grasp.

"Willow!" she cried. Willow leapt back down, slapping Darla to startle her into releasing her grip on Tara's leg. All three vamps now glared angrily at them. Willow tried to concentrate and fire a jet of magic from her hands, but all that came was a tiny bolt of static electricity.

"That's it?" Darla cackled.

"Do it again, do it again!" Drusilla giggled. Willow tried, and suddenly, a huge jet of magic that wasn't her own threw the vamps into a demon rib cage. She looked up, seeing her father glaring down at the monsters. King Giles had come to the rescue.

"Yay! cried Sophie happily. "Go Giles!"