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Ever changing...
Chapter 7: Ever changing
::: AUTHORS NOTE: Hey folks sorry about the delays. But I am back. Anyway, I knwo this started as a "mid season 5 story, but it is turning more into an alternate season 5. anyway.. rad on, and I am dying to knwo what you guys think, review meeeeeee ~winks~:::
~*~
After the leaping into action, things had, to put it nicely, NOT gone Xander’s way and he currently lay on his back groaning in pain as the largest of the demons leapt into the air and aimed to come crashing down on top of him…
“ABSTERGO!” called willows voice from down the street. Balls of purifying white flame shot from her hands and like patriot missiles intercepted the demon in mid air who before he got any where near Xander had evaporated into nothingness. That left Willow, a badly beaten Xander and a cowering Karen to face off against three demons.
“Not good…” Willow mused to herself as 2 of the demons faced her way and the other continued to advance on Xander… “Surely we can talk about this fellas.. I mean come on…” at that point there was a sickening ‘thuking’ sound one of the pair jolted forward, crossed his eyes and crumpled to the ground with Xander’s Axe embedded in his spinal column. The other, identical looking demon span to see Buffy stood over a the one that had advanced on Xander, who’s head now lay at a right angle to his body.
“Sssssssllayer” Hisses the demon it’s forked tongue lapping over it’s lips. “You killed My Pouch Brother, you will pay for Thissssssss” and he sprang into the air.
Willow now had time to study the demon as Buffy had it distracted, it was a Killikan Demon, reptilian the father, who in this case is impregnated by the mother, lays the eggs and nurtures them until they hatch, when the mother transfers them to her nursing pouch. That was all the time that Willow had to reminisce as the demon just got a face full of boot.
Buffy had watched the being leap and had at the appropriate time back flipped and crashed the heel of her boot into the Killikan’s Chin. This sent the lizardly one straight into a dumpster, back fist and he left quite and impressive dent.
“Slayer?” Karen Whispered to Xander as she watched Buffy pivot and deliver a form perfect crescent kick into the beast’s snout.
“Yeah” Xander winced as the Killikan caught Buffy square in the jaw with it’s fist.
“It’s kinda a destiny thing.” Continued Willow as she came and joined the others watching the battle.
“Shouldn’t we help her?” Karen asked
“Oh god no, we’d be more in the way… trust me.” Xander assured her. “Any chance of Wiccan-ing us up some popcorn to watch the throw down Wil?”
“Wil?” Karen asked, confused. At that point Xander remembered his manners.
“Karen, This is Willow Rosenberg, Willow Rosenberg, Karen.” Karen held her hand out to Willow who was in a world of her own right now. She could hear the words of her dream echoing in her head. Even thinking about his voice made her excited.
“Heads up” called Buffy as the Killikan flew over the on looker’s heads via a swift pump kick to the chest. This broke willow of her revere, though not of her blush.
“You Okay Wil?” Xander asked hopefully.
“Wh? Yeah.. Yeah I’m fine… just remembering a dream is all.”
“What happened in the dr….” Karen was cut off mid sentence by a sound that was a lot like the sound of a Killikan demon having his head beaten to a pulp against a wall. Everyone looked in that direction just in time to see the demon hit the ground and Buffy non-chalantly dusting her hands off.
“Anyone for a Latte?” she asked nodded to the espresso pump and she removed the axe from the spinally challenged Killkan as if she were pulling a straw from a milkshake.
“I’m more of a Moccha, Girl” Karen Responded before Willow and Xander. The latter of whom was looking at the former, still concerned. He’d not seen her blush like that since his room 2 years ago, the first time they kissed.
“Moccha it is then.” Buffy nodded and turned striding towards the Coffee shop like Kane walking into the sunset at the end of an episode of Kung Fu.
~*~
The Mysterious Woman sat in front of a dressing table her hands clasped in her lap as one of her servants, dressed in scarlet robes drew a sable fine brush though her copper tresses. Smoothing snarls and snares from the shimmering locks… The stunningly attractive woman looked into her own blue eyes in a mirror. And she decided that she didn’t; like them. One blink later, Emerald green orbs were looking back at her. Those eyes closed as She reflected upon how she enjoyed having her hair combed by another person… a luxury affordable by all but appreciated by few.
“how does Mistress wish her hair today?” asked the gravely voice of her servant. The figure considered this for a moment before speaking.
“A French Braid…” Her voice was that of a seductress through and through, smoky deep and enticing. It would be all but impossible for a mortal man to resist. She felt her hair being tightly braided into one long braid running down between her perfect shoulder blades, just to look the part a few seconds concentration and her cheeks were pecked with freckles to complete the redheaded look.
~*~
Tara lay in bed staring at the ceiling, she always found it hard to sleep when Willow wasn’t there beside her, but after her girlfriends sudden departure to night, it was all the more difficult. The ceiling was that interesting shade of off white often mistaken for grey. You see the difference between off white and grey, is that with off white if you look at the color for longer, you start to see cool little pattern and shapes, and often these images lead into other thoughts, after having seen her third Kitten in the off white ceiling and so she decided to get up and feed Ms Kitty Fantastico.
Picking up the bag of “Kit-E-Chow” she poured some into a bowl and padded back on her bare feet across the linoleum floor of the kitchen and she felt the stabbing pain behind her eyes and lost consciousness collapsing down next to the door.
The World was Dark and Tara felt cold, like she had had all of the heat sucked from her body.. he lifted he hands to stroke her arms.. and realizes that in this universe of blackness she was naked, though her hair, longer than normal, floated about her body, preventing indecency..
“Hello?” There was no answer as she turned around. An image flickered into being, Tara watched the fight between Buffy and the Killikan demon. Then another image behind her.. Tara span to see it.. Karen being attacked in the park and Xander staking the attacker. Then to Willow writhing in her sleep sitting up and bolting from the house.
Another image Passed though the darkness before the eyes of Tara MacLay who upon viewing it opened her eyes wide in disbelief…
::: AUTHORS NOTE: Hey folks sorry about the delays. But I am back. Anyway, I knwo this started as a "mid season 5 story, but it is turning more into an alternate season 5. anyway.. rad on, and I am dying to knwo what you guys think, review meeeeeee ~winks~:::
~*~
After the leaping into action, things had, to put it nicely, NOT gone Xander’s way and he currently lay on his back groaning in pain as the largest of the demons leapt into the air and aimed to come crashing down on top of him…
“ABSTERGO!” called willows voice from down the street. Balls of purifying white flame shot from her hands and like patriot missiles intercepted the demon in mid air who before he got any where near Xander had evaporated into nothingness. That left Willow, a badly beaten Xander and a cowering Karen to face off against three demons.
“Not good…” Willow mused to herself as 2 of the demons faced her way and the other continued to advance on Xander… “Surely we can talk about this fellas.. I mean come on…” at that point there was a sickening ‘thuking’ sound one of the pair jolted forward, crossed his eyes and crumpled to the ground with Xander’s Axe embedded in his spinal column. The other, identical looking demon span to see Buffy stood over a the one that had advanced on Xander, who’s head now lay at a right angle to his body.
“Sssssssllayer” Hisses the demon it’s forked tongue lapping over it’s lips. “You killed My Pouch Brother, you will pay for Thissssssss” and he sprang into the air.
Willow now had time to study the demon as Buffy had it distracted, it was a Killikan Demon, reptilian the father, who in this case is impregnated by the mother, lays the eggs and nurtures them until they hatch, when the mother transfers them to her nursing pouch. That was all the time that Willow had to reminisce as the demon just got a face full of boot.
Buffy had watched the being leap and had at the appropriate time back flipped and crashed the heel of her boot into the Killikan’s Chin. This sent the lizardly one straight into a dumpster, back fist and he left quite and impressive dent.
“Slayer?” Karen Whispered to Xander as she watched Buffy pivot and deliver a form perfect crescent kick into the beast’s snout.
“Yeah” Xander winced as the Killikan caught Buffy square in the jaw with it’s fist.
“It’s kinda a destiny thing.” Continued Willow as she came and joined the others watching the battle.
“Shouldn’t we help her?” Karen asked
“Oh god no, we’d be more in the way… trust me.” Xander assured her. “Any chance of Wiccan-ing us up some popcorn to watch the throw down Wil?”
“Wil?” Karen asked, confused. At that point Xander remembered his manners.
“Karen, This is Willow Rosenberg, Willow Rosenberg, Karen.” Karen held her hand out to Willow who was in a world of her own right now. She could hear the words of her dream echoing in her head. Even thinking about his voice made her excited.
“Heads up” called Buffy as the Killikan flew over the on looker’s heads via a swift pump kick to the chest. This broke willow of her revere, though not of her blush.
“You Okay Wil?” Xander asked hopefully.
“Wh? Yeah.. Yeah I’m fine… just remembering a dream is all.”
“What happened in the dr….” Karen was cut off mid sentence by a sound that was a lot like the sound of a Killikan demon having his head beaten to a pulp against a wall. Everyone looked in that direction just in time to see the demon hit the ground and Buffy non-chalantly dusting her hands off.
“Anyone for a Latte?” she asked nodded to the espresso pump and she removed the axe from the spinally challenged Killkan as if she were pulling a straw from a milkshake.
“I’m more of a Moccha, Girl” Karen Responded before Willow and Xander. The latter of whom was looking at the former, still concerned. He’d not seen her blush like that since his room 2 years ago, the first time they kissed.
“Moccha it is then.” Buffy nodded and turned striding towards the Coffee shop like Kane walking into the sunset at the end of an episode of Kung Fu.
~*~
The Mysterious Woman sat in front of a dressing table her hands clasped in her lap as one of her servants, dressed in scarlet robes drew a sable fine brush though her copper tresses. Smoothing snarls and snares from the shimmering locks… The stunningly attractive woman looked into her own blue eyes in a mirror. And she decided that she didn’t; like them. One blink later, Emerald green orbs were looking back at her. Those eyes closed as She reflected upon how she enjoyed having her hair combed by another person… a luxury affordable by all but appreciated by few.
“how does Mistress wish her hair today?” asked the gravely voice of her servant. The figure considered this for a moment before speaking.
“A French Braid…” Her voice was that of a seductress through and through, smoky deep and enticing. It would be all but impossible for a mortal man to resist. She felt her hair being tightly braided into one long braid running down between her perfect shoulder blades, just to look the part a few seconds concentration and her cheeks were pecked with freckles to complete the redheaded look.
~*~
Tara lay in bed staring at the ceiling, she always found it hard to sleep when Willow wasn’t there beside her, but after her girlfriends sudden departure to night, it was all the more difficult. The ceiling was that interesting shade of off white often mistaken for grey. You see the difference between off white and grey, is that with off white if you look at the color for longer, you start to see cool little pattern and shapes, and often these images lead into other thoughts, after having seen her third Kitten in the off white ceiling and so she decided to get up and feed Ms Kitty Fantastico.
Picking up the bag of “Kit-E-Chow” she poured some into a bowl and padded back on her bare feet across the linoleum floor of the kitchen and she felt the stabbing pain behind her eyes and lost consciousness collapsing down next to the door.
The World was Dark and Tara felt cold, like she had had all of the heat sucked from her body.. he lifted he hands to stroke her arms.. and realizes that in this universe of blackness she was naked, though her hair, longer than normal, floated about her body, preventing indecency..
“Hello?” There was no answer as she turned around. An image flickered into being, Tara watched the fight between Buffy and the Killikan demon. Then another image behind her.. Tara span to see it.. Karen being attacked in the park and Xander staking the attacker. Then to Willow writhing in her sleep sitting up and bolting from the house.
Another image Passed though the darkness before the eyes of Tara MacLay who upon viewing it opened her eyes wide in disbelief…