Fic: The Wrong Side of Destiny 10 (Formally Topsy Turvy)

["Femvamp " <femvamp000@xxxxxxxxx>]

Title: The Wrong Side of Destiny. Part 10
Author: Femvamp
Email: femvamp000@xxxxxxxxx
Feedback: The more Feedback I get the more I write.  
Disclaimer: You all know the drill. I don't own the show. I don't 
own the characters. I don't own anything of any value except my sick 
and twisted mind (and you can't have that.)
Authors note: Gave a few people last names who didn't have them 
before.
Basic Premise: What if The Scooby Gang were the bad guys?


"Wes is missing."  

That was the first thing that Faith heard when Oz and Angel came 
running into the library. At first she thought they were joking, 
playing some evil trick on her but when she looked into their eyes she 
knew they were serious.... Deadly serious.

"Maybe he's with Darla." Jenny Calendar said helpfully.

Jenny and Faith had been working on a computer project when Oz and 
Angel invaded the library. Faith liked computers although she would 
never admit it to anyone. Computers where logical, they made sense.  
Nothing else in her life did.

"We couldn't find her either."

"So what." Harmony said entering the library like she owned the 
place, "They're probably having nerd sex or something."

"Harmony!" Jenny said a little angrier then she intended, "Wes 
wouldn't leave without at least telling one of us."

"Yeah whatever, we all know how you feel about Book Worm." Harmony 
smiled sweetly, "To bad he never told you he had a wife."

"A fiancée" Oz corrected her.

"Whatever." Harmony went over to the weapons locker and pulled out a 
crossbow and aimed it at Oz who jumped under a table, "Wimp."

"Harmony you're not supposed to play with that." Faith stood up and 
stared at Harmony.

Harmony pointed the crossbow at Faith who didn't move from her spot.  
After a while Harmony shrugged and put it away. Everyone else in the 
room said a silent prayer thanking whatever God still cared that Faith 
was around.

"This is serious." Oz said wiping the dust off his pants, "This is 
trouble."

"So what do we do?" Faith asked.

No one had any idea.

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When Wes came to, the first thing he noticed was that he had a 
splitting headache. That was to be expected when you were hit over 
the head with the butt of a gun. The second thing he noticed was that 
he was quite literally tied up.  

Wes had no idea where he was, but from the looks of the place, it was 
some sort of abandoned building.

*** Why do the bad guys always work out of decrepit old buildings, its 
just so stereotypical. ****

After a few moments of pondering his situation he heard footsteps.

"Well Wes it's good to see you're awake. And it only took you a 
hour." Drucillia smiled, "You're recovery time is greatly improving.  
Must be all that time you spend with the Slayer." Drucilla paused for 
a moment and saw the look of shock on Wes' face. "Oh yes, I do know 
about the Slayer, and all the other stuff too. Why didn't you tell me 
Wesley? It's all just so yummy."

"I...I..."

"You didn't want to hurt me?" Drucilla smiled and then turned her 
back on Wesley and paced, "Or you didn't want me too much in your 
life. I mean we were only sleeping together. It meant nothing to 
you." Drucilla turned back around and stared menacingly at Wesley, 
"Is that it, Wesley?"

"I didn't want....."  

"Or was it Darla." Drucilla said flatly, "You were already upsessed 
with that pure virginal rich girl. " Darla paused, "Oh don't get me 
wrong, Darla has her......uses. That's why I didn't say anything at 
first. It's my fault too, I never thought you'd fall in love with 
her. I mean really Wesley, you could have done better."

"Like you."  

"Ahh now we're getting to the point. I always liked that about you 
Wesley. Straight to the point."

"Fine you want to get to the point. Well get there."

Drucilla smiled, "I wonder, Wesley, does your little princess know 
about you? Does she know the real you?" Drucilla laughed, "Well does 
she?"

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Darla woke up and immediately knew that something was wrong. She 
wasn't where she was supposed to be. After a few moments she opened 
her eyes and found herself staring at a young woman with fire red 
hair.

"Ahh its good to see you're awake." The young woman smiled sweetly.

"Who....Who are you?"

"Questions already. You are a frisky one. I am going to enjoy you."

"Wh...What do you want?"

"Something only you could get for me." The woman smiled, "You see, we 
had planned to take someone else, but there were other plans for him, 
and the others well they were well to guarded. So we settled for 
you." The woman paused, "Oh don't feel bad, our plans will work just 
as well with you as with him."

"What are you talking about?" Darla asked, "Who are you?"

"Where are my manners?" The woman smiled, "The name's Red"

"Red?"

"Oh well, my given name was Willow Rosenburg but everyone calls me 
Red." The woman smiled, "Everyone who wants to live, that is."

"Red......What do you want from me?"

"We want the Slayer." Red said simply.

"The what?"

Red looked at the woman oddly for a moment, "You really don't know, do 
you?" Red paused, "Interesting."