ff:Five Points on a Pentagram

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Title: Five Points on a Pentagram 
Chapter Three: Bending the Laws of Physics 
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Also
idea's from Frank Herbert's Dune might have been borrowed. I have only read
the book ten times the idea's kind of seeped, but it wasn't on purpose.
Timeline: The Story has many non-linear time lines interwoven into the
story. 
Summary: Five Buffys from five different worlds. Not alike but all needed to
save Earth, all the Earth's.
Thanks: Cheryl Hill
Warning: Hard concepts from a C student. It may require the ability to
stretch the laws of physics plus smut. 
Five Points on a Pentagram
Bending the Laws of Physics

Point Four

"So why exactly are you in my girlfriends bed?" A paw handed Elizabeth said
with glowing cat eyes as she picked Xander off the bed with one hand.

"I can explain honest. Just put me down Buffy." Xander squealed out in a
less than manly way. 

"Did you just call me Buffy?" The puzzled slayer asked.

"Why isn't that your name?" Xander asked, a lot confused. Buffy changed her
hand back to human form and let her eyes return to hazel. She lowered Xander
back on the bed.

"I don't know what the wolves are up to, but you have two minutes to explain
how you came by that name." Buffy said in an even tone that scared Xander
even more than the claws on his best friend.

"I thought it was your name. Well it's Buffy's name and she doesn't have...
well her hands and eyes don't...." Xander stuttered out then saw Buffy's
long black tail waging hard behind her and said desperately, "My Buffy
doesn't have a tail." As if that summed up everything he was trying to say.

"Who is Buffy?" Cordelia asked sitting down in a chair and taking a long
drink of blood from her glass.

"It's a nick name my mom once called me. And don't even think of ever
telling anyone that lover." Buffy threatened her girlfriend flashing her
cats eye as she did to emphasize her seriousness. 

"I wouldn't think of it. Can you imagine, 'Buffy the Werewolf Slayer.' You
would be laughed out of the profession." Cordelia said jokingly. 

"Werewolf Slayer?" Xander said a little alarmed. "Not Vampire Slayer?"

"Why would anyone in their right mind want to slay Vampires?" Buffy said
looking at the boy like he had two heads.

"Because they're soulless demons." He replied looking at two people that
looked a hell of a lot like his friends.

"Do I look like a soulless demon to you. I do not like being compared to a
Wolf." A very pissed off Vampire Cordelia said taking hold of Xander.
Elizabeth just pitied the poor miss guided creature that somehow ended up in
her lover's bed.

"Ok, I see that now." Xander said looking at Cordelia's teeth. In an odd way
his fear was lessening, he had dated Cordelia after all. He knew most of her
rage was more bark than bite. Not that he didn't fear her bite. 

"Wait I know you. You're that gay human that Willow uses as a henchman."
Buffy said flatly then moved across the room to pick up the phone. "Delia
honey, I think maybe Will was playing around with magic again. She did say
something about doing a telaportation spell. She may not even know she
magiced him here." 

"If she has ruined our night together I'll... Ok I am already pissed, I will
just have to think of something." Cordelia said letting Xander go. She
returned to her glass of blood and flopped back in her chair crossing her
legs, muttering under her breath, "Why Elizabeth has to befriend such
weirdoes."

"Will, yeah it's Elizabeth, did you lose something by any chance?" Elizabeth
asked. "No I am not talking about your pen.... No not that either. ... Will
did you miss place that henchmen you play around with, I think his name is
Al. You know the human that always wears those Hawaiian shirts. ...Alex,
that's his name. So were you doing spells with him?" 

"No, are you sure...? You mean he is there with you now...? You two
weren't... no, wait I don't want to know.... Uh huh, I think you should get
over to Delia's ASAP. And bring Egor... I so did not want to hear that."
Elizabeth said before she hung up the phone. Cordelia just gave her a look
that said so.

"She toll him to get dressed." Elizabeth said cringing as she spoke .

"Hey she is your friend." Delia said finishing her glass of blood. 

Point Three

Anne woke freezing. It had started snowing during the night, or maybe the
day. She had no idea how long she was asleep. She had to get out of her
clothes though. They were still wet from the rain she was caught in as she
ran from the demon that had clawed her back and arm. Her body ached. And
from the feel of her back she could tell her slayer healing power hadn't
kicked in or wasn't working. Rolling her shoulders a bit she felt a jab of
pain. 

"Bet I have a piece of claw in my back." The slayer said to herself. Then
she forced her body to rise up and stand. She was so very tired and cold it
was an extreme effort. 

Somehow she stumble down the street to a near by Macdonald's. She went into
the bathroom and locked the door. She took a look at herself in the mirror.
The look of the wild woman in blood covered clothes looked back. She went to
the bathroom, then came back out and tried to wash up in the sink. She took
her far to thin denim jacket off and turned it inside out. Pulling up her
shirt she got a good look at her back. She had been right; she could clearly
see a piece of demon claw stuck in her back. "Fuck I am going to need help
to get it out." 

Then she slipped the black coat back on. It still had the claw cut wholes
but the blood showed a little less on the reverse side. She still looked
like a homeless freak, which was actually what she was, the slayer thought.
Washing her face and then getting some water to drink the slayer washed her
hands and left the restaurant. She had no money to buy food.

Anne began the long walk across town. Tired she hopped on a Bus. The driver
waited for her to pay for the ride but she just glared at him. He just let
her ride. It wasn't the first time she had stolen a ride from this driver. A
few hours later she rang the buzzer to an apartment. Waiting a few seconds,
she then left the front entrance and moved around to the back. She hoped up
and grabbed the fire escape. She climbed up four flights of stairs and then
opened a window breaking the lock easily. She was to tired to care what the
owner was going to say about her breaking in yet again.

Anne quickly shut the window. It was really snowing now and she was freezing
to death in the thin wet clothes. Using the last of her energy, she pulled
off her wet clothes and dropped them to the floor by the window. Naked she
went straight to the refrigerator. She honestly couldn't remember the last
time she had eaten. Opening the door she moved a few beers out of the way
looking for something to eat. 

"Great Beer and more Beer." Anne announced. Shrugging she took out a beer
and opened it. "It might help with the pain." She added to no one. She then
looked through the cabinets. She found a can of soup and some crackers.
Drinking the beer, she opened the soup and poured it into a bowl. Placing it
in the microwave she went into the bedroom and rummaged around the closet.
Finding a mans shirt, she pulled it on and said, "Kate, Kate I wonder who
this belonged too." Then she moved over to the detectives underwear draw and
put on a pair of underpants. She knew Kate would be furious but at the
moment she honestly didn't care. 

Moving over to the bed she sat down on the unmade bed and curled up. She was
asleep in a minute, leaving the soup and half-drunk beer in the kitchen. 

Point Five

Anya was ready to scream. This woman would not shut up. She just kept
rattling on about people she didn't know. And boring stuff. Very very boring
stuff. Just when she thought she was going to shoot herself, the back door
opened and Willow and Buffy came in the kitchen. 

"Willow your great grandmother Anya is here for a visit." Shelia said
joyfully.

"Nana." Willow said running to the Anya and hugging her. Anya hated to be
hugged by any one but Xander. 

"Beth my Nana is here." Willow said happily jumping around and then
re-hugging Anya.

"I see that. Hi I'm Beth." The slayer said holding out her hand.

"Ok, now can we go." Anya said pulling out of Willow's arms.

"Go where?" The other three Women asked.

"To another dimension." Said a second Anya stepping out of nowhere.

"Nana?" Willow asked looking at both women.

"That would be me." Nana said holding out her arms to her great grand child.
Willow quickly ran to her grand mother, Beth quickly grabbed Anya.

"Beth don't hurt her. She is in a way also me." The woman explained.

"I am?" Anya said surprised.

"Grandmother, I should have known it wasn't you." Shelia said as she joined
Willow in hugging the young woman known as Nana.

"You must be the infamous Beth. Shelia has told me so much about you." The
very pleasant woman said extending her hand out to her great granddaughter's
lover. 

"It's nice to meet you." Beth said looking back and forth at the identical
women in the kitchen. "I think."

"Great now can we go, I want to get back to Xander." Anya rudely said.

"In a minute, why don't you go into the other room and watch some TV. I will
explain to my family why Beth and Willow need to go with you."

"Fine." Anya said as she slipped out of the room.

"That version of myself was always a pain." Nana explained to her confused
family.

Point One

Giles was grateful for Seraphim's company and direction. He would have never
made it across the desert alone. He only had the one bottle of water.
Seraphim had managed to find several watering holes. 

Giles had been surprised to discover that the sun did not effect the high
priestess. In fact the demon seemed to thrive on the sunlight. 

"So you are looking for a vampire slayer?" The woman asked him.

"She may not be a vampire slayer on this world. Vampires on my world are
very different, evil. They are without souls." Giles explained as they moved
across the sand dunes in the dark. He never realized how hard sand was to
walk in before.

"So you keep telling me." Seraphim replied. 

"You still don't believe me." Giles said sadly.

"I believe you believe your story." The high priest said quietly catching
Giles as he stumbled. 

"Thank you." Giles said trying to stand back up.

"We should rest." The high priestess said sitting down on the dune top.
Giles just slid down beside her. They both remained quiet. 

"Sh." She suddenly whispered. Giles just turned around looking for what she
was on about. Then he began to hear a dragging rustling sound. Then the sand
began to shake. 

"What is it?" He whispered.

"Dragon coming." She said, "Be quiet and perfectly still. They only see that
which moves. 

As the noise moved toward them Giles saw a twenty-foot long two headed
Dragon breathing fire in the distance. It was huge, and not at all like a
dinosaur. It was more snake like, with a long beard hanging from each of its
heads. His brain filled with Chinese woodcarvings and countless pictures of
Chinese New Year dragons parading up the street. The dragon dove beneath the
sand. 

They both lay perfectly still, not saying a thing for almost an hour. "I
think it's gone." The priestess said standing up.

"That was a dragon?" Giles asked.

"That was a dragon. Good thing my trip is to meet with the dragon slayer."
Seraphim stated helping Giles to his feet.

"Dragon slayer, she wouldn't be a young girl. Blond about so high." Giles
said gesturing excitedly. 

"I believe that is her description. She is one of your kind." The vampire
said slowly. 

"Buffy." Giles said in a relieved voice.

"Buffy, you know her. I believe that was her secret tribe name. She is
called Ysebeth now." Seraphim said as she began walking. 

Point Three

Walking into her apartment she noticed the pile of blood soaked clothes in
the middle of the floor by the window. Gazing around the room she notice the
open beer on the counter and the empty can by the sink. 

"Anne!" Kate called out angrily. She closed the door and drew her gun. One
day she was just going to shoot the kid. Moving quickly through the house
she entered her bedroom. There curled up in her bed was the girl wrapped up
in a blanket. She put her gun away and sat down next to the girl on the bed.
Anne only moaned a little. Kate carefully pulled back at the cover and
frowned. Anne was wearing an old shirt some ex lover left years ago. Shaking
her head she slid the shirttail up, Anne only came to her when she was hurt
or in real trouble. The girl's back was covered in dried blood. The open
marks looked infected and there in the center was part of a claw still
hanging from her back. 

"No way she could reach it." Kate whispered. The detective then carefully
moved off the bed and into the bathroom. Getting what she needed, she moved
over and raised the shirt back up. She poured alcohol directly into the
wound. Anne shot out of bed screaming knocking Kate across the floor. 

"Oh god, I am so sorry." Anne screamed running to Kate's side.

"No, no my fault I should have woken you up first." Kate said as Anne helped
her to her feet. 

Rubbing her hip, Kate said, "Turn around let me take the claw out." 

Anne pulled her shirt up as Kate washed her back with more alcohol. Buffy
was once again grunting in pain. Kate carefully pulled the deeply imbedded
nail loose. She then put a bandage up against the now bleeding parts. 

"I should go take a shower, that is if it's ok?" Anne shyly asked.

"Good idea, get the dried blood off, plus the wound should bleed a little to
get the poison out. Demon wounds are tricky so I have been told." The
detective said. 

As Anne moved off to the bathroom, Kate said in a gruff voice, " I thought I
told you not to drink my beer when you break in."

"I know right after the part about not breaking in. Kate, there wasn't
anything else in your refrigerator." Anne explained before shutting the
bathroom door.

"I'll order some Chinese." Kate said wondering when the last time the girl
ate was. 

Kate moved into the kitchen and reheated the soup as she dialed take out.
She then picked up Anne's clothes, they weren't really worth washing but
Kate tossed them into the washer after she emptied the pockets. Seven
homemade stakes, one boot knife, and one dollar thirty two cents in change.
Kate opened her wallet and placed a twenty on top of the stack. At least the
kid could eat a few more meals before she started her crime spree Kate
thought. 

Not that Anne was much of a criminal. The girl never took more than what she
absolutely needed. Food mostly, clothes and weapons. Just what she honestly
needed. 

Anne came out of the bathroom wearing the mans shirt and Kate's underwear
from earlier drying her hair with a towel. 

"Interesting clothes choice." Kate commented as she set the soup down on the
table. Anne quickly sat down and started eating.

"Slow down, when was the last time you ate?" Kate asked.

"Don't know, a few days." Anne said and started back on the soup.

"You sleep long?" Kate asked.

"I don't know." Anne answered honestly picking up the soup and drinking it
down. Once she started eating she was too hungry to care about manners. 

"When did you get hurt?" 

"Last night I think." Anne said putting down the bowl. She was still too
tired for talking back.

"You can stay one night. But I want you gone by tomorrow night, understand."
Kate said flatly. 

"Thank you." Anne said and picked up the bowl, she then placed it in the
dishwasher. 

"I'll find you some old clothes to wear. I don't think you can salvage your
old ones." Kate said moving into her bedroom. Anne just sat down on the
couch she was sound asleep before Kate returned. Kate pulled a blanket over
her. The doorbell rang and Kate let the delivery guy in. Anne stirred.

"Still hungry?" Kate asked.

"Yes."

"I got you a coke." Kate said flatly. It meant no more beer; not that Anne
liked beer anyway. 




"I wear the cheese it does not wear me." Bald Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.