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Somewhere in New Zealand
Moments later Harry and Hermione found themselves trying to hold down their lunches. They found themselves in a different location.
"What the bloody hell was that? It didn't feel like Apparition or a port-key!"
"Sorry." Willow said. "You wouldn't feel sick if I was in contact with you. However, I didn't think you would react in a positive way had I grabbed either of you."
"You shouldn't have been able to travel with us without contact." Hermione announced.
"Oh that. I just projected a quick protection circle around us before transporting myself. Since, you guys were within my circle you were dragged along with me."
"I know next to nothing about Wiccan magic." Hermione said. "However, I did understand that."
Willow gave her a pleased smile.
"Where exactly are we? Why have we been brought here?" Harry demanded.
"This is a grave yard." Hermione announced.
"That's kind of obvious Hermione; I was wondering more about what continent we are on. Especially, since we just finished lunch an now it's the middle of the night."
"We're in New Zealand." Willow retorted. "And it's not quite the middle of the night. It's two o'clock in the morning."
"What are we doing here?" Hermione asked.
"I realized we were getting no where with all the arguing so, I thought, I'd show you proof."
"Of demons and slayers, I suppose." Harry scoffed.
"Harry I don't understand why you're acting like this. Let's just see what her proof is."
"Hermione please, we may not have grown up in the wizarding world till we were eleven but in our time we came across all manner of magical beasts but never once did we experience a demon. I think if any one should have; it would have been wizards. Now, these people may have been able to fool other muggles with bits of magic, some weird markings and sound effects but there aren't any demons."
"Honestly, Harry your beginning to sound like a cross between Fudge and your Uncle Vernon."
"Hermione, I can't believe you of all people said that." Harry said insulted but winced as he had to admit as he thought about his argument that she was right. "Are you telling me you believe her?
"No, but she says she has proof so, I'm keeping an open mind and reserving my judgment till I see what it is."
"That's very pragmatic of you." Willow said approvingly.
Suddenly, they herd the sounds of a battle. They rushed through the gate into the graveyard. Harry and Hermione stopped. They witnessed a young blond woman being attacked by three strange men. Something was wrong with the men's faces. However, the woman seemed to be holding her own. Her blows sent her assailants flying four or five grave over! Then one of them connected a blow and she went flying into a tomb cracking it. It was a mausoleum. She got up, shook it off and pulled out a stake from her back pocket. One of the assailants lunged at her. Getting closer to try and help the girl they were able to make out the men's facial futures better. Baring his teeth as he assaulted the blond. They were able to see they were sharp and pointed. Any other observation Harry and Hermione could have made about that particular assailant was stopped abruptly as the blond plunged a stake deep into his chest, mid-flight. Instantly he disintegrated into a pile of ashes. One of the other men noticed them and headed strait for Hermione. Both she and Harry saw his yellow beady eyes and sharp canines. They knew he was a vampire. Hermione froze, not from fear but from curiosity; her mind processed everything. But, the blond girl was right behind the vamp; she caught up with him and drove a wooden stake into his back piercing his heart. It exploded into dust just a foot away from Hermione's face.
"What the bloody hell!" Harry exclaimed.
"Ah Brits, it's nice to hear someone without and accent. But when faced with danger such as vampires you might want to run away." The blond said.
"Look out!" Harry shouted as the third vamp tried to get the drop on the slayer. But just as she turned around stake ready, a dark haired woman in a lather jacket came around a large monument. She had a battle ax. She swung it hard, beheading the vampire. His head tumbled and rolled, then burst into lifeless dust.
"I know just how you feel being a stranger in a strange land." The dark haired woman replied.
"So Willow, who have you brought us? New watcher material?" The blond asked.
"Not a bad idea but they are magic users. They have no understanding of the dark side of the supernatural."
"Really, I'd have thought they went hand in hand." The dark haired woman responded.
"Harry! Hermione! I'd like you to meet slayer Rose and her watcher Dame Sarah. Dame Sarah! Rose! Meet Harry and Hermione."
"You're both from England as well?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, we were stationed here till we could take care of a slippery demonic gargoyle named Bok - a servant of Azal who was destroyed in the 70's by the slayer of that time. He keeps trying to kick start an apocalypse at different magical sites. The 'Guardian Council' keeps sending people only to chase him away. But we believe New Zealand is where he runs to; to collect his energies for his next try." Sarah explained.
"Why aren't you dead?" Harry asked Rose. "I saw you hit that tomb hard enough to break the stone."
"Slayers are made of sterner stuff then most people. Plus, we have slayer healing. I'm sore, now, but in the morning any pain I have will be a distant memory." Rose replied.
"Umm, where are Lily and Beth?" Willow asked.
"Finishing their homework, Lily has a chemistry assignment and Beth an essay on ecology." Sarah replied.
"I'm guessing you're headed to what passes for a demon bar around here." Willow stated.
"A Demon Bar?" Harry and Hermione wondered aloud at the same time and in the same way.
"You guys didn't corner the market on hidden societies." Willow stated.
"I beg you pardon?" Sarah asked.
"I'll tell you about it latter." Willow replied.
"I really wish you wouldn't It is a 'secret' society after all." Hermione Interjected.
"She is right about that," Harry agreed, a bit more humble, now that he was starting to see that Willow might be telling the truth.
"Right! We wouldn't want to get in trouble with your people when we have so many of our own problems." Willow said sarcastically.
"Willow, what's going on?" Sarah asked confused.
"As I said, they're having a hard time believing in the supernatural. So, I'm giving them proof before our argument becomes a full blown brawl. Shall we head to the bar?" Willow replied blatantly, trying to change the subject.
"Sure, we'll pick up Lily and Beth on the way. They should be finished by now. They could use some exercise." Sarah replied.
Together they left the cemetery and went about a half a mile when two girls approached them.
"We were just coming to get you. Are you finished with your home work?" Sarah asked.
"Yes, Ma'am. We were just coming to see if we could help." They replied.
"Good, we're done with the cemetery and are heading to the Nightlife bar. We could use your help. You both remember Willow." Sarah said.
"Yes, Ma'am." They replied. "Hello Miss Willow."
"Hi," Willow replied.
"And these are two of her friends, Harry and Hermione."
"It's Nice to meet you." They replied.
"Harry. Hermione, this is Beth and Lily."
"It's a pleasure to meet you both." Hermione replied. Harry grunted.
"Should I get any weapons from the flat besides stakes before we head out?" Rose asked.
"No, if you need anything besides your stakes I've got the battle ax and several silver daggers." Sarah replied.
They went about a mile more when they came up on a shabby run down looking pub in a drab part of town. Most of the surrounding store fronts were vacant and boarded up. It was then that Willow turned to Harry and Hermione holding them back for a private talk.
"When we enter here be careful of what you say and who you look in the eye. It could be taken as a challenge." She warned.
"If it's that dangerous maybe you should give use our wands back." Harry scoffed still not believing in demons.
"Not just yet. First, I want you to see what we're dealing with. Also not all demons need to be slain. While most wreak havoc, some came to this dimension because hell isn't such a pretty place. So, some just want to be left alone. If trouble breaks out, I'll give them back to you then."
Harry looked to Hermione shaking his head. He was being stubborn. He didn't believe any of it or it should be said the he wouldn't believe. Vampires were one thing, he remembered Malfoy mentioning them in his first year of school. He seemed to believe in them. But, there were no such things as demons. They were probably some form of magical creature like a centaur or sphinx.
They walked into the pub and suddenly stopped. There was something that looked like an enormous yellow and green centipede standing on two long and powerful hind legs. It had a mixed drink in one of its two front claws. There was also a normal shaped man, his skin glowed a glossy red; he had black lips and a very unlikely large permanent smile with two rows of very sharp teeth giving him the appearance of an upright shark.
There were things with wings, horns, and hooves. There were creatures of every color, some with scales, feathers, and exoskeletons. They all looked scary and dangerous but none of them resembled anything like the magical creatures that either of them had ever heard of or read about that was until Hermione spotted a Polgara demon. She only recently read about them while searching through the library for Mr. Giles demon prophecy. Now there was one standing about ten feet from her at the bar.
"It's true." Hermione whispered.
"No, it can't be. These things have to be a trick. Some form of magical creature we don't know about." Harry tried to deny.
Hermione spun around to look at Harry incredulously. She then did something he never expected. She kicked him in the shin. Harry stood there on one leg rubbing the other bent at the knee. Hermione looked at him and said.
"That's a very good impersonation. Very reminiscent of Fudge denying Voldemort is back."
Harry face was flooded with pain and it wasn't because of his leg.
"Can't you feel it, Harry, the waves of evil coming off these things? They are what Giles, Willow and Dawn said they were. They are Demons Harry. Of that there is no doubt. I can see it and feel it. And what I feel is that they want to eat us or maybe just reach in and pull out our hearts"
"Then, why don't you look scared?"
"Because, I think if they saw it they would attack."
"You're probably right. The slayer and other girls don't seem to be afraid though."
Just then, Willow came back to them. Hermione decided to drop the subject for now. She knew they would be having some word later when they were alone.
"Why don't we grab a table and sit for a while. We'll let Sarah and her girls do their thing?" Willow urged.
As they sat down, Harry asked. "What thing would that be?"
Just then, Rose grabbed a rather large Feh'aral Demon and started a series of threatening and insulting remark about its weak offspring.
"Is that wise of her? That thing looks like it wants to grind her into pulp."
"It probably does but not because of anything she's saying. Speaking Feh'aral Demon language, calls for lots and lots of threats and insults. I'd never be able to hold a conversation with one. The most threatening non-magical thing I would attempt would be to give it a bottle of mouth wash and I don't think calling it a 'Poopy-head' would make them respect me any more than they do now." replied Willow turning red at her own admission.
Although frightened, Hermione smiled at that. Harry was busy watching for any threats headed their way to be amused.
"The 'Guardian Council' Sarah mentioned, what do they do?" He asked
"We look for possible threats, research the demons in question and send out who we have to, to stop them from harming the people or opening another hell mouth."
"Hell mouth?"
"It's a convergence of mystical energies. It draws in all kinds of demonic baddies. I lived on one. Heck, I was born there. There was a literal doorway to all kinds of hell dimensions under the high school. At one time, the town had the highest death counts in the United States. Higher than the bigger cities. Yet it was just a small town. You may have herd of it, it was called Sunnydale."
"Sunnydale, California,- the place that collapsed into a huge sinkhole a few years ago? They said there was a huge magical explosion, but no one could say with any certainty what had happened. If there was magic there before; it's not emitting any now." Hermione said.
"The place was cleansed in the final battle with a really big big-bad. But, I won't bore you with the details. We need to keep focused here or we could end up on the menu."
Harry noticed some of the demons sneaking out of the building. "Should you or Rose try and stop them?" He asked.
"No, those are the peaceful demons. We have a treaty with their species. They don't want trouble. They wouldn't know anything about Bok. They don't want to know. But if they did; they'd come to tell us. It's a part of the treaty."
Just then, Beth started to beat on the large Feh'aral Demon with such speed and power it reminded Harry of a muggle jackhammer. It was kind of surreal as Beth was the youngest and smallest of the girls. It was more violent than the original David a Goliath tale. As this was happening, Sarah noticed a demon coming up behind Beth and shouted to Lily who was close to it.
"Lily, look out for the baby-killer demon!" She yelled.
Lily grabbed the demon. "You I slay just on principle!"
She threw the demon across the room. Unable to see Lily, Sarah motioned to Rose to check on her. Rose in turn moved to the open doorway and watched. She would make no move to help unless asked or Lily was in danger of loosing life or limb.
Harry and Hermione looked on in awe. They watched Beth lift the Feh'aral above her head and threw it down hard onto a billiard table. She grabbed two Pool cues then broke them in half. They became clubs to continue beating on the demon.
At that moment, the fighting not only got closer to their table but more of the demons joined the battle as surrounding chaos demanded their participation.
"I think this is a good time to give you these back!" Willow thundered, handing over Harry and Hermione wands.
They didn't need to be told twice. They took them. Hermione swished her wand to create a momentary shield deflecting a beer bottle headed their way. A large demon with an exoskeleton ran at them. Harry pointed his wand yelling "Bombarda". It flew back in the direction it came and took out a fungus demon on the way.
Willow had felt the magic of the witches from the wicca coven many times. She had felt the environment around each witch donate magic to whatever their cause may be, whether it was to float an object from one place to another, lighting a candle, or even to the creation of a golem. The two magic users before her now were something different. She could feel something inside them swell like an ocean wave before being released through their wands but there wasn't any outside environmental donations. Willow deduced and was surprised by the idea that these people actually had magical cores.
Willow laughed as Hermione used a jelly leg curse on a Feh'aral demon. It began to do something like an Irish jig, but it legs were bending in all the wrong places.
"Can you do anything to help?" Harry asked, irritated that she was just sitting there with a look of amazement on her face.
"Oh, Sorry. Sure," Willow responded.
She gracefully stood and raised her arms. A gentle breeze blew from out of nowhere. This caused almost everyone and everything to stop and go quiet. They knew in that second, a powerful witch was present and she was casting. Harry and Hermione looked back at Willow and noticed her eyes were completely black, her hair seemed to rotate its colors between red black and white. Not being very bright, a Polgara demon decided this was the moment to attack the two wand wavers. As it charged their possession the top half of him seemed to be pushed backwards; its feet kicked out from under it. However, it never hit the floor. It seemed to be sitting in a very large soap bubble. The Polgara tried to poke its way out of the bubble using its long protruding Skewers that jetted out from its forearms to no avail. For some reason, the rest of the demons in the bar felt that that was the limit to Willows power. So, they began to get rowdy again but were silenced very quickly when a very bright flash and crack of lightning within the bubble made everyone jump a foot in the air. The lightning had indeed killed the Polgara demon. But, Polgara demons don't melt or turn to ash like other demons and need to be disposed of.
"For those of you who don't recognize me, my name is Willow Rosenberg." She announced, "I'm a witch! But these days, I'm also a teacher here to teach everyone a super quick lesson. Today's lesson is about compression."
At this point the bubble with the lifeless husk of the Polgara demon within began to get smaller until the demon's body was scrunched up within the bubble. Willow continued her lecture.
"At this point, had there been living material within the bubble that life would be very uncomfortable because the bubble would continue to decrease in size." Willow announced, her black orb eyes scanning the bar for those who didn't have their full attention on her.
The demon body within the bubble began excreting bodily liquid under the shrinking pressure of the sphere. Everyone began to hear its bones crack and break. Harry and Hermione cringed at the display.
"You'll notice that as the bubble begins to compress a certain amount of heat is generated through pressure which means the atoms are beginning to excite. Don't worry, I'm wicking most of the heat away magically. Because of its confines; it will not be able to burst into flames." Willow continued.
By the time the bubble was the size of a bowling ball; its contents were blackened from the intense heat and pressure.
"The body within the bubble has now become something akin to coal. In time, it may even become a diamond but this is too short a lesson for that. You'll notice, I've increased the speed of reduction of the bubble." Willow announced. At the same time, Willows hair color began to shift quicker. Waves of red, white, and black started at her scalp ran down the length of her hair and disappeared at the ends only to be replaced with the next color.
"You'll also notice that more heat is being given off. As it begins to reach the size of a baseball, a glow emanates off it. But the most fascinating part of all this is by the time it reaches the size of a marble…"
When it reached that moment, flashes of light ignited and emit a steadily stream of light. Several vampires began sizzling and screaming in pain.
"It transforms into energy similar to a tiny sun." Willow let it hang there for a second before waving her arm and dismissing the tiny sun. "These forces of compression can only be found within a black hole or one pissed off Wicca."
"Now, comes the question and answers portion of the class." She paused, "Does anyone have any information on the whereabouts of a gargoyle demon named Bok? Or do the rest of you want first hand knowledge of what it's like to be a living sun because I can arrange for that too."
"I'll tell ya. He hasn't done any of us any favors." The demon bartender replied "He's got a small cottage on the other side of town. A real dump, it has a thatched roof and broken windows."
"In other words, he's been squatting in an abandon building like the rest of you clowns." Rose replied.
"No need to be insulting." The bartender continued, "I think most of us demons would agree that we hate clowns." Those things are terrifying!"
The eye brows of the human population of the bar rose at that pronouncement. But even the demon cliental just looked at him as if he were crazy.
With that, the humans left the pub.
"I just realized I may have some demon in me." Sarah announced.
"Why do you say that?" Rose asked.
"Clowns terrify me too." She replied with a smile.
"Are you alright Willow?" Lily asked.
"Yes, I'm Fine just a little tired. To tell the truth, I used a little smoke and mirrors in there. My little magic trick had a little more trick than usual." She admitted.
"So, we didn't see you just crush a demon in there?" Harry asked skeptically.
"Well yeah; I did do that but to be fair demons aren't afraid of much and I had to get them to respect us somehow."
"Well, at which part did you trick them?" Hermione asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"Well, it wasn't quite the same forces as a black hole (I'd never try something like that for fear of sucking the whole planet into it.) and it wasn't quite a sun. It was more of a spell I've been working on for years to simulate sun shine to kill vampires. At the moment, it just gives them flash sunburn. I ejected the actual demon carcass somewhere in the middle of the lecture. I'm not saying those thing couldn't be done but I knew it could potentially drain me and 'Hey, dangerous.'" Willow explained.
"Why didn't Rose do something to help Beth and Lily?" Hermione asked.
"Rose already had her fun for tonight. And this is a good way for me to get a better idea as to how to improve my girls fighting abilities. Besides, do they look like they need her help?" Sarah replied
"But, I thought Rose was the Slayer." Harry wondered.
"Oh, we kind of changed that rule a few years ago. Now, any girl that could be a slayer is a slayer." Willow stated.
Both Harry and Hermione looked gob smacked at that announcement.
"But … that's terrible. How could you make all these women, these young girls? How could you bring them into this world of horrors?" Hermione asked outraged.
"First of all, at the time, the potentials were being hunted down and viciously murdered. We couldn't leave the hell mouth because of the big bad that threatened to crack it open like an egg. So, some of them came to the hell mouth for protection as wired as that sounds. At that time, we were nothing more than a rehab witch, an ex librarian, a carpenter, and a slayer/high school guidance counselor. So, thirty-eight potentials came to live with us in a small house with one bathroom. We had no money for food but luckily the rest of the town decided to evacuate for no obvious reasons. Giving us the opportunity to become looters and raid the grocery stores."
"The citizens just left. And you robed them?" Harry asked slightly scandalized.
"If you ever lived on a hell mouth you'd understand. The people that were pretty much oblivious to the monsters running around the town killing their friend's family and neighbors left town because of some subconscious self preservation instinct. An instinct that told them something bad was going to happen. They were right. They were gone. They weren't coming back till they felt it was safe and the danger was dealt with. Which is what we did, unfortunately, the big bad took the town with it.
But, don't think we didn't take responsibility when it came to the new slayers. We gathered up the girls around the world and helped them in any way we could. It's not just one girl sent out to patrol but pairs, or trios, groups even. And it's not just with the slaying that we help with but with their regular lives too. We got many of them an education they otherwise wouldn't have gotten because of where they were in the world. And if they choose not to live the life of a slayer they can go that route too."
Harry and Hermione were silent for a few moments thinking about what they were told. The group kept walking.
"So, are we going to head to the house the bartender was talking about?" Harry finally asked, changing the subject.
"No need. We already knew where Bok was staying. We'd hoped to get a line on his movements but they obviously knew nothing. We checked out his hovel earlier. He was definitely living there but hasn't been around for day's maybe weeks." Rose explained.
"He's probably causing havoc some place. He could come back at any time." Sarah guessed.
"There have been rumors floating around that he's been collecting large amounts of chaos magic mostly from chaos demons. We believe he's planning something really big this time. We should check again. Maybe, we can find something to perform a locator spell with." Willow suggested.
"Ah, I've already done that." Sarah announced pulling something wrapped in a cloth from her leather shoulder bag.
"What is it?" asked Willow.
"Its part of that talisman he used in Guam. Since, it was broken; its magic is gone but it should have an imprint of Boc's demon essence all over it. I was going to buy the things needed for the spell and try my hand at it myself tomorrow night." Sarah replied.
"If you don't mind, I can take it with me and do the spell at the American branch Guardian Council H.Q." Willow suggested.
"Alright, do you want one of us to come with?" Sarah spoke aloud.
"Nah, you guys should stay here in case Bok comes back. We'll call you should we find out he's doubling back here."
Willow then turned to Harry and Hermione.
"So, do you two want to come with me to G.C.H.Q. or have you had enough?"
"I'd like to go but, I don't know where it is?" Hermione said timidly.
"If Hermione's going, I'll go as well." Harry replied.
"Ok then, it's in Cleveland Ohio." Willow explained.
"Oh," Hermione said almost disappointed. "I've never been to the states. Have you Harry?"
"No," He replied.
"We can't apparate where we've never been." Hermione explained.
"Well, not to worry, we'll just use Air Willow. But don't worry; it'll be a better ride this time if we stay in contact."
"Okay, umm it was nice meeting you ladies." Hermione said. Turning to everyone they'd be leaving behind. "Um, I don't think we were formally introduced. I'm Hermione Granger and this is Harry Potter."
Harry waved.
"I'm Beth Anderson." Beth replied.
"Lily Scotts, it's been a pleasure." Lily said.
"Rose Tyler." Rose said.
"Sarah Jane Smith. Nice casting by the way. Thank you so much for the help." replied Sarah.
"It's been nice seeing you all again." Willow announced. "We'll call if we find anything. See you later."
The Slayers and Dame Sarah said waving goodbye. Willow touched Harry and Hermione shoulders they were gone.
AN: Doctor Who doesn't exist in this universe, but what would have been his companions Rose & Sarah Jane do, and they've lived very different lives. For those who don't know, Dame is the title given to women who have been knighted by the queen; whereas a man would be 'sir'. Bok and Azal were a couple of big-bads of the third Doctor in the episode "THE DAEMONS." Their pictures can be easily found on Google images.